[Kenma never has to say much. How many hours have they spent not saying anything out loud at all? How many more hours have they spent not doing so much as picking up their phones?
[Sunny needs this gentle silence. Kenma's purring hums through the air; Sunny can feel it when he presses a hand against Kenma's chest, slender fingers splaying.
[He's been so afraid; all the while, Kenma has been here, and he didn't even know it. He couldn't imagine turning him away.
[Sunny's body eases. A large part of him wants to cry, but he's not much good at it anymore. Instead, he just clings; eventually, he begins to rock a little too. It's a comfort to him; he does it often. Kenma's good about letting them move together. That's a comfort too...]
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[Sunny needs this gentle silence. Kenma's purring hums through the air; Sunny can feel it when he presses a hand against Kenma's chest, slender fingers splaying.
[He's been so afraid; all the while, Kenma has been here, and he didn't even know it. He couldn't imagine turning him away.
[Sunny's body eases. A large part of him wants to cry, but he's not much good at it anymore. Instead, he just clings; eventually, he begins to rock a little too. It's a comfort to him; he does it often. Kenma's good about letting them move together. That's a comfort too...]