[Or is it? He never actually asked Childe what it was that made him fall for him. Of course, that's likely a result of them having never spoken about it outside of that truth-spell induced confession. In the end, he's still not even sure how he would describe what their relationship was. It wasn't anything near as defined as Childe and Zhongli's.]
[But at this rate, it wouldn't matter. The pain is still there -- was this still not enough?]
[And yet, as he wheezes in a deep breath to try and force air past his ravaged lungs, he finally notices the way Kunikuzushi is gently rubbing his back, hovering over him as if waiting for when he might need to be healed again, and offering words of advice -- no matter how poor that advice is.]
no subject
[Or is it? He never actually asked Childe what it was that made him fall for him. Of course, that's likely a result of them having never spoken about it outside of that truth-spell induced confession. In the end, he's still not even sure how he would describe what their relationship was. It wasn't anything near as defined as Childe and Zhongli's.]
[But at this rate, it wouldn't matter. The pain is still there -- was this still not enough?]
[And yet, as he wheezes in a deep breath to try and force air past his ravaged lungs, he finally notices the way Kunikuzushi is gently rubbing his back, hovering over him as if waiting for when he might need to be healed again, and offering words of advice -- no matter how poor that advice is.]
[Ah. Could that work?]
...you called me by my name.