[ this sight isn't unfamiliar to him. in the past he would turn around and walk away, cursing him for not being able to handle himself. it was a mixture of bitterness and jealousy, if only because he didn't feel like he could afford breakdowns like that. all that time he'd thought it was byakuya who had the freedom, when it was actually the other way around.
he watches, sympathy pangs threatening to tear him apart. he's not going to leave him alone this time. he's just going to quietly sit down beside him. he feels awkward, if only because he's never had a conversation like that with anyone, much less with byakuya. he'll keep telling him until he believes it, though. ]
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he watches, sympathy pangs threatening to tear him apart. he's not going to leave him alone this time. he's just going to quietly sit down beside him. he feels awkward, if only because he's never had a conversation like that with anyone, much less with byakuya. he'll keep telling him until he believes it, though. ]