tearduct | chandra & akira

[but what if he didn't want to be perceived akira!!]

And that's something you do to seek out gratitude from others?

[he perceived it]

No, but some people can probably stand to say thanks or at least something besides picking apart every single thing I say to them.

[as he gets to work re-bandaging himself—]

If it pains you so much to speak with me, need I remind you that you're the one who chose to approach me?

You can't make your decision to not show anyone manners my fault. I'm here, but I don't have any control over that.

[He puts his hands in his pockets.]

My voice came out, so it doesn't seem like I'm half as annoying as you make it seem.

[...]

You're reading a lot into things.

Like what? That you actually give more of a damn about other people than you think you're able? That you think you should?

That's quite an assumption to make. You really like meddling in others' affairs, don't you?

[His brows furrow gently, but he doesn’t back down.]

It’s still all inside of you, isn’t it? Pain, and sadness, and loneliness? It’s inside of me, too.

[this is the worst.]

Yes, you make that obvious every time you burst into tears.

[suffer

This still doesn't seem to bother him, being called out for crybaby tendencies.]

It's not a sin to feel those things. They don't have to be hidden.