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???
“Eh… ¿por qué estás …?”
What is he missing in this equation? He can feel his younger self returning in the entirety of his lack of understanding and confusion— he is being thrown into something he can’t fully comprehend, or at the very least, even if he can understand, most people don’t seem to understand him… He feels like a stranger to this world once again.
Ah, this won’t do…
He gently takes Conan’s shoulders and eases the child back, to at least half an arms length and then pinches the skin on the bridge of his nose to regain his composure. It takes about five seconds before he starts pointing to Conan, and then to himself, and putting out both his hands in a ‘why’ gesture.
Pushed away by Kaworu. Did the older boy not understand what he felt for him? Guess he didn’t. It was weird to have a 6-year-old crushing on you after all. Perhaps there was nothing to be done about this.
Conan softly reached out his hand to pet the other over the head and ruffle his hair. A soft blush still covered his cheeks, but now, the young boy managed to give him a little smile.
“Thank you… Kaworu-niisan. It’s nothing! But…” He paused a little. Was it justified for him to say he wanted to spend more time with the other?
“Could you walk me home?”
Hopefully, Kaworu understood all of this.
