"But it's not enough!" His words were full of anguish and he clung to that hand. Steve would have preferred to yank Suzaku into his arms, but the kid didn't look for things like that. Physical comfort seemed to be a foreign concept to Suzaku and it baffled Steve. He tried so hard to dig deeper, to find the cause so he could help it heal, but the boy gave him so little . . .
And it wasn't Suzaku's fault! Steve didn't blame the boy! But he also couldn't seem to do a damn thing to help, and that killed him. He cupped Suzaku's cheek with his free hand, leaning in until their foreheads touched, "Suzaku, I don't need you to be someone else, I just . . . I just want to help you be happier. To not hurt so much. You seem so lonely . . ." From Steve's perspective at least. It just killed him.
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Date: 2021-11-25 04:50 am (UTC)And it wasn't Suzaku's fault! Steve didn't blame the boy! But he also couldn't seem to do a damn thing to help, and that killed him. He cupped Suzaku's cheek with his free hand, leaning in until their foreheads touched, "Suzaku, I don't need you to be someone else, I just . . . I just want to help you be happier. To not hurt so much. You seem so lonely . . ." From Steve's perspective at least. It just killed him.