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Post by Satoru Alabaster on Jun 3, 2015 0:06:43 GMT -5
As far as Satoru was concerned he really wasn't doing much of anything that needed thanks. It was harder to stay away from the younger man than to stick around him, anyway... "Don't need to thank me, just focus on getting better," he replied. Keith had done shit like this for him more times than he cared to count, and knowing his piles of issues he'd be doing it for a while into the future. "Think you'll be able to sleep?" He asked after a moment.
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Post by Keith Alabaster on Jun 3, 2015 0:25:47 GMT -5
Keith had to think on that for a moment. He could... probably sleep now. Despite all the sobbing and how awful he looked, this was probably the most relaxed that Keith had felt since he started all of this. "Yeah, I think so..." The arm he had around Satoru tightened a little. "You gotta stay right here though." He needed him to.
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Post by Satoru Alabaster on Jun 3, 2015 0:30:44 GMT -5
Satoru "I won't move, and I'll be right here when you wake up." Possibly a little more well rested as well. His body was already learning that cuddling in bed with Keith usually meant it was okay to just shut down for the night, and he'd been up for as long as Keith had been, though his body hadn't been under nearly as much stress. "I promise."
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Post by Keith Alabaster on Jun 3, 2015 20:59:39 GMT -5
Keith held back a relieved sigh. Even after everything Satoru had just said he had still been worried that he wouldn't get that response. Paranoia was another withdrawal symptom, so he would just chalk it up to that.
The younger man moved his head to fit just under Toru's chin, his nose barely brushing against the gunslinger's neck. While his body still seemed a little tense and his breathing hadn't calmed completely, there was still a noticeable improvement. Unfortunately the symptoms wouldn't magically stop over night, but this was definitely a big step in the right direction.
"Really though, thank you." Keith mumbled quietly. He really DID need to thank Satoru, no matter what he said. Satoru had stayed, he was helping Keith get better, and he had even forgiven him after being so selfish and reckless. The tatted man couldn't believe how lucky he had gotten, and with that thought lingering in his mind he drifted off to sleep.
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