[ Gintoki is on his best behavior— he probably only checked her out once this entire time she's been close to him. His eyes close, a low hum vibrating in his throat as he feels the burn and pain slowly fade away, a soothing, cool feeling flourishing over his injury.
He never understood why people like Olivia wanted to pour all of their effort and energy into him, as he (frustratingly) never gave himself enough credit for the things he did and the people he cared about. Gintoki understands why he does good, but why do others do good? Why did Olivia do such good for him?
Silly man.
His red eyes crack open once its finished, a lopsided smirk teasing on the corner of his lips: ]
Ah. The second time you've saved my life. You're turning out to be a real doctor, aren't you? Only not the scary kind that want to stick needles up your ass and take your money for it.
[ Look how useful you are. He'd be miserable without you. ]
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He never understood why people like Olivia wanted to pour all of their effort and energy into him, as he (frustratingly) never gave himself enough credit for the things he did and the people he cared about. Gintoki understands why he does good, but why do others do good? Why did Olivia do such good for him?
Silly man.
His red eyes crack open once its finished, a lopsided smirk teasing on the corner of his lips: ]
Ah. The second time you've saved my life. You're turning out to be a real doctor, aren't you? Only not the scary kind that want to stick needles up your ass and take your money for it.
[ Look how useful you are. He'd be miserable without you. ]