“Chibi-tan, stop,” I begged, but he didn’t.
“I can’t stop, Shiki. It feels like I am endlessly falling into darkness. I expect to hit the bottom at some point but I don’t. I keep on falling and I am miserable and useless without you.”
I didn’t know how else to stop the flow of pain, so I pushed up on my knees and kissed his lips slowly. He pushed back, as if burnt. He looked like a cornered animal, scared out of its mind. He flinched when I reached out to caress his face, as if my next move could completely shatter him. That faraway look, the way he feared what would come next, it broke me in ways I never thought possible. Having hurt him when he clearly did not deserve it caused me pain a million times greater than him hurting me ever would. I was the lowest of scum, no wonder I thought
