[ The way that Tsurumaru is treating him is a reflection of how Aki had taken care of him before, and it fills him with a sense of utter joy - his despair at the idea of Tsurumaru being in love with someone else eased by the way he's being treated now. Tsuru wouldn't do this with him if he didn't care, wouldn't offer him this sweet relief if he wasn't as invested.
There's a desire to mention it, to bring it up, but Aki can't bring himself to do it, not when he still feels so tired and worn down, ripped to shreds down inside of him.
Squeezing at this man, the person that has so captivated him, Aki nods his head. ]
The Gun Devil.
[ Their fates were sickeningly intertwined. Aki, fighting the Gun Devil, twisted and reshaped into the Gun Fiend and having his life torn away from him at the hands of another. Nuzzling into Tsurumaru's chest, he breathes out a soft, shaky noise. ]
It killed my family, so I wanted to kill it in return. I wanted to... Have some kind of vengeance.
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There's a desire to mention it, to bring it up, but Aki can't bring himself to do it, not when he still feels so tired and worn down, ripped to shreds down inside of him.
Squeezing at this man, the person that has so captivated him, Aki nods his head. ]
The Gun Devil.
[ Their fates were sickeningly intertwined. Aki, fighting the Gun Devil, twisted and reshaped into the Gun Fiend and having his life torn away from him at the hands of another. Nuzzling into Tsurumaru's chest, he breathes out a soft, shaky noise. ]
It killed my family, so I wanted to kill it in return. I wanted to... Have some kind of vengeance.