[ Aki is careful as he moves, leaning over Tsurumaru, making sure not to touch him, not to let his arm of his fingers brush over him as he reaches out and takes the sword into his hands. He's held it before, of course, when he helped pour the water out and make sure he was safe in the hospital, but it's different now.
It feels more intimate.
The sword is in his hand, then, and he's moving to sit at the end of the bed, by Tsurumaru's curled up feel, head tilted. ]
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[ Aki is careful as he moves, leaning over Tsurumaru, making sure not to touch him, not to let his arm of his fingers brush over him as he reaches out and takes the sword into his hands. He's held it before, of course, when he helped pour the water out and make sure he was safe in the hospital, but it's different now.
It feels more intimate.
The sword is in his hand, then, and he's moving to sit at the end of the bed, by Tsurumaru's curled up feel, head tilted. ]
How does it feel?