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[woodfortono]

[he's in their room, curled up on their bed with his face pressed into takeru's pillow as he stares at the drawer he knows takeru's photo of his father is in, his belly cold and his shoulders tense]

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[pussyfortono]

[ he walks in quietly so he doesn't wake anyone ]

[woodfortono]

[he just sits bolt upright]

Takeru!

[pussyfortono]

[ jesusfuck, he jerks back against the door, scared at the sudden yelling of his name ]

[woodfortono]

Shit--shit, sorry, I just. [pushes up out of bed, bleary-eyed and still clutching your pillow] You dropped off the face of the planet for days. I--are you all right?

[pussyfortono]

I got lost in the forest. I just wanted to check it out and I could not find my way back.

[woodfortono]

Mmm. [drops the pillow on the bed and shuffles forward, his hair sticking up and his cheeks flushed with sleep as he leans into you hesitantly] ...glad you're back.

[pussyfortono]

[ he pushes you away so he can reach up & pat your hair down ]

[woodfortono]

[he just. takes your hands and presses them to his cheeks, his hands curling around your wrists]

...missed you. Sorry I was gone for so long.

[pussyfortono]

[ he shrugs ]

It is fine. I did many things while you were turned into a doll.

[woodfortono]

...including moving out of our room, yeah.

[pussyfortono]

It was only temporary.

[woodfortono]

[nods a little, then reaches up and touches your throat lightly]

...the marks are fading. [his own are still sharp and vivid--his body didn't heal in the time he was a plush toy]

[pussyfortono]

They are mostly gone.

[woodfortono]

Yeah. [he looks a little sad, stroking your skin]

[pussyfortono]

You can go back to sleep if you want.

[woodfortono]

[draws back, his brow furrowing]

...okay. You coming?

[pussyfortono]

I came back here to check on you and get my training gear.

[woodfortono]

...fine. [drops his hand and takes a step back]

I could hear you, you know. The whole time.

[pussyfortono]

. . . I figured.

[woodfortono]

[he just... doesn't know what to say, then, so he looks frustrated instead, swallowing and stepping back]

[pussyfortono]

. . .

It was either that Jiu Wu told you that I moved out for a while or that you heard me speaking to you.

[woodfortono]

Jiu Wu told me.

[pussyfortono]

Alright.

[ he's going to go look for his training gear then ]

[woodfortono]

[well--well fine then.]

Yeah, have fun. [goes to flop down on the bed grumpily]

[pussyfortono]

[ he can hear your grumpy tone, you know ]

. . . what is wrong?