[ Tatsuya is still angry— and hurt— but that look of desperation on Katsuya's face, the ragged breathing... Well, it's a bit more than he's used to out of him, isn't it? It's as though there's some demon at his brother's heels, one that only Katsuya can see. So despite the anger and the hurt, he hesitates. He might regret not running off later, but he has to know— ]
Are you sure you're okay?
[ His tone is still guarded, closed-off. But he is concerned. ]
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Are you sure you're okay?
[ His tone is still guarded, closed-off. But he is concerned. ]