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that-was-anticlimactic · 11 months
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it's like a fire, a stranglehold
When he didn’t answer, Oka sighed. From the corner of his eye, Reki saw Oka drag a stool over to his work space. Great. He propped an elbow on the table, putting his chin in his hand (his stupid, tapping, rubbing, shaking hand) then looked away. His other hand bounced in his lap. “Reki,” Oka spoke again. There was a familiar edge to his voice, the kind of edge Reki heard every time Oka tried talking about feelings, ugh. “What’s up?”
“Nothing,” he grumbled, a slew of cooing following the word. He sounded so stupid. His fingernails gripped his thigh, pinching angrily.
It hurt like hell.
He couldn’t stop.
[or, reki's hands hurt so much & oka helps him out]
🛹2,737 words | reki & oka🛹
happy last day of ts awareness month!
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