Micchi hears the crutch clatter on the ground, but in a muted kind of way. What he feels is warmth, a strong embrace. Solid ground to stand on again. Zack is here, and they really had that phone conversation, and niisan is really awake, because Micchi told Zack, and Zack knows, and that's why he's here.
Micchi blinks. It feels like it's only been seconds, but his body tells him they've been stood like this for minutes. He pulls back, fingers brushing at Zack's jacket, the most contact he can reach out for right at this moment.
"You dropped your crutch," Micchi says dumbly, reaching down to retrieve it and hand it back to Zack again.
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Micchi hears the crutch clatter on the ground, but in a muted kind of way. What he feels is warmth, a strong embrace. Solid ground to stand on again. Zack is here, and they really had that phone conversation, and niisan is really awake, because Micchi told Zack, and Zack knows, and that's why he's here.
Micchi blinks. It feels like it's only been seconds, but his body tells him they've been stood like this for minutes. He pulls back, fingers brushing at Zack's jacket, the most contact he can reach out for right at this moment.
"You dropped your crutch," Micchi says dumbly, reaching down to retrieve it and hand it back to Zack again.