Back. He is back. Like before, but his relief is cut-short at realizing their positions, the cuts on Shouto's face, the dark bruising on his throat, and Allen begins trembling. Expression dropping abruptly in dismay, he sits back hard and rips his hand away. Shakes harder at realizing his hand is a perfect match to the bruising on him. There are cuts on Shouto's arms too, bandaged hands-- ]
I— [ He stutters over the word, eyes wild with panic as he scoots back in his underwear while not even noticing that. Almost falling over himself to back away from Shouto and half looking like he might bolt, half looking like he's frozen in place.
It's his worst sort of nightmare you know? This, and it churns his stomach to realize it. ]
I hurt... you...
[ The best end to any chapter in Allen's book can only ever be a bittersweet one, and this is no different. The chapter's end is in Nea, and with his being repressed by Allen once again the book begins to close. No matter if Allen were to try and get away or Shouto to reach for him, reality seems to compress and warp again. A stomach-turning sort of surreal feeling as the world around them twists and fades—
—and reality snaps back, slamming them back where they were in their living room like no time has passed at all. ]
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Back. He is back. Like before, but his relief is cut-short at realizing their positions, the cuts on Shouto's face, the dark bruising on his throat, and Allen begins trembling. Expression dropping abruptly in dismay, he sits back hard and rips his hand away. Shakes harder at realizing his hand is a perfect match to the bruising on him. There are cuts on Shouto's arms too, bandaged hands-- ]
I— [ He stutters over the word, eyes wild with panic as he scoots back in his underwear while not even noticing that. Almost falling over himself to back away from Shouto and half looking like he might bolt, half looking like he's frozen in place.
It's his worst sort of nightmare you know? This, and it churns his stomach to realize it. ]
I hurt... you...
[ The best end to any chapter in Allen's book can only ever be a bittersweet one, and this is no different. The chapter's end is in Nea, and with his being repressed by Allen once again the book begins to close. No matter if Allen were to try and get away or Shouto to reach for him, reality seems to compress and warp again. A stomach-turning sort of surreal feeling as the world around them twists and fades—
—and reality snaps back, slamming them back where they were in their living room like no time has passed at all. ]