『伊達政宗』 ᴅᴀᴛᴇ "LET ME DO IT KOJURO" ᴍᴀsᴀᴍᴜɴᴇ (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
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epidemiology2016-06-12 11:45 pm
wardance) wrote in epidemiology2016-06-12 11:45 pm
• closed • the truth of letting go lies in the answer
who Masamune wardance & Sieglinde grunehexe
what serious life changing decisions and requests are being made.
when forward dated to after the Recollection Festivities have concluded.
where In Residence (Oska)
warnings bad mothers mentioned and some squicky bone breaking of a 12-year-old's feet ;;
[ Although he has spent plenty of time socializing already, Masamune has also spent more time than what most here who know him to have ever done silent and by himself. The library has been an unlikely background to see the young warlord in, but following the end of the end of the recollection ceremony, Masamune has spent a lot of his time flipping through bound pages.
Now, back in his room, he has brought that atmosphere with him to a chair, wearing more modern casual attire, a white dog loyally resting by his feet. For Sieglinde, the door is always unlocked and doesn't require or expect a knock (although manners would help....). He glances up over his the top of his book curiously when he hears it open, the white dog's ears twitching curiously as it raises its head to greet the newest company to join them, tail already wagging. ]
wardance & Sieglinde grunehexewhat serious life changing decisions and requests are being made.
when forward dated to after the Recollection Festivities have concluded.
where In Residence (Oska)
warnings bad mothers mentioned and some squicky bone breaking of a 12-year-old's feet ;;
[ Although he has spent plenty of time socializing already, Masamune has also spent more time than what most here who know him to have ever done silent and by himself. The library has been an unlikely background to see the young warlord in, but following the end of the end of the recollection ceremony, Masamune has spent a lot of his time flipping through bound pages.
Now, back in his room, he has brought that atmosphere with him to a chair, wearing more modern casual attire, a white dog loyally resting by his feet. For Sieglinde, the door is always unlocked and doesn't require or expect a knock (although manners would help....). He glances up over his the top of his book curiously when he hears it open, the white dog's ears twitching curiously as it raises its head to greet the newest company to join them, tail already wagging. ]
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...I met this girl, and I think I was really starting to like her—and I want to say we both caused the problems... but I begin to wonder... When no one else deals with the same problems... that's on me, then, right?
[ It's not that simple, but Masamune wants it to be. In a way, he would rather be the one who messed up than to have fears come true.
It didn't really matter, maybe, in the long run. When things were over and done with, they were both too loyal to their people to make the other happy. Still, before that she was definitely a friend, if he knew ever to call one. ]
It's impossible for me, I think-- to understand any of these people. I really wanted to but I can't. [ fingers clutch tighter on Kojuro's jacket, and he allows himself the moment to sob quietly against the other, being in his arms the only place he feels safe enough to consider it. The sobs are not loud but they are nowhere near indicative of the tears he actually cries.
But, it's something he needs to do and even in his melt-down seems to understand that. He needs to let it out, needs to let it all go. What's done is done and clinging to hurt and betrayal over those that in the past gave him exactly the opposites will change nothing. But he can cry about the loss of them this once, can't he?
His knees eventually buckle, and while Kojuro can certainly make the extra effort to hold him up entirely, the best method to adopt would more likely be to just slide down the door to the floor, as well. It's probably obvious by the time it happens that Masamune is worn out and exhausted-- he clings fiercely to Kojuro but everything else is half-hearted. If Kojuro goes to the floor, the young lord will simply curl up more against the other to cuddle against him and drift to some form of sleep. His childish ways have not changed on this too much. In the end, he still knows only how to hide until what hurts or scares him goes away.
At least, with Kojuro, though, he feels safe enough to ignore them until they really do disappear rather than have to keep one eye open so they don't get him and drag him down into whatever blackness awaits. ]
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[Kojuro lets them both down to the floor, as carefully as he can given the weight of them both. He knows that despite his forceful personality, Masamune is particularly sensitive to feeling abandoned, and Kojuro has no magic words that can fix the hurts done to him, recently or in the distant past. He only has himself to offer, and a prayer that it is enough - and right now, that's a hard thing to believe in. But he holds him close anyway, and hopes, because he knows Masamune is strong enough for this if he puts his will to it.
When Masamune finally falls asleep, Kojuro takes off his outerwear and tucks him into his own bed. It's not the first time he's done this, and it almost certainly won't be the last, either.]