[Gokudera is literally standing in the arrival area, and he tucks away his device, not recording, but leaving it on his video recording so he can hear if anyone responds. He waits, an impatient young man, but too tired to get up and try and run to meet his boyfriend halfway when he has no idea where he's coming from and promised that he would stay put.
Which works out in his favor when Takeshi runs at him. He braces himself and then he's hugged too tightly that even if he were knocked over, he'd simply just be in the baseball idiot's arms, held to his chest. Gokudera wraps his arms around him in response, and calmly sets his face against his shoulder, rubbing gently at his back.
His mind fills in the blanks of what Takeshi says. Dead? Yes. Gone for good? No. He doesn't want to die again, doesn't want to put either of them through that. Being dead, he doesn't remember what that was like. One moment he had to see Takeshi and know that it might be the last time and that was the worst of it. Now, it's a second change. He isn't trying for a third and doesn't want to ever.]
You don't have to. I'm not going anywhere. [Gokudera brings a hand up, runs fingers through the hair at the base of Takeshi's neck and turns his head to kiss at his cheek softly, or his temple, or his ear... or whatever he can reach.]
I love you too.
[The bomber nods and gives a hum.]
I will be. [His chest still hurts, but it doesn't feel anything like the pain of dying will flames setting him on fire from the inside-out. It's just a aching raw sensation with each inhale, not changing how he breathes, or how his heart is beating steady in his chest.]
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Which works out in his favor when Takeshi runs at him. He braces himself and then he's hugged too tightly that even if he were knocked over, he'd simply just be in the baseball idiot's arms, held to his chest. Gokudera wraps his arms around him in response, and calmly sets his face against his shoulder, rubbing gently at his back.
His mind fills in the blanks of what Takeshi says. Dead? Yes. Gone for good? No. He doesn't want to die again, doesn't want to put either of them through that. Being dead, he doesn't remember what that was like. One moment he had to see Takeshi and know that it might be the last time and that was the worst of it. Now, it's a second change. He isn't trying for a third and doesn't want to ever.]
You don't have to. I'm not going anywhere. [Gokudera brings a hand up, runs fingers through the hair at the base of Takeshi's neck and turns his head to kiss at his cheek softly, or his temple, or his ear... or whatever he can reach.]
I love you too.
[The bomber nods and gives a hum.]
I will be. [His chest still hurts, but it doesn't feel anything like the pain of dying will flames setting him on fire from the inside-out. It's just a aching raw sensation with each inhale, not changing how he breathes, or how his heart is beating steady in his chest.]
Are you okay?