Yukio isn't the only one staring slack-jawed, though likely for an entirely different reason. His last memory of Yukio was not a pleasant one, full of heartache and painful uncertainty, and seeing him here after so many months...
Yet Yukio is staring at something else. Namely that tail that is thudding slightly on the wooden floor.
Something in his brother's voice actually caught his attention enough to drag him away from his thoughts and look down to where Yukio's gaze had landed.
Wait, how does he not know about that?]
... yeah?
[You'd better not be fucking with him after all that shit on the bridge, bro.]
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Yukio isn't the only one staring slack-jawed, though likely for an entirely different reason. His last memory of Yukio was not a pleasant one, full of heartache and painful uncertainty, and seeing him here after so many months...
Yet Yukio is staring at something else. Namely that tail that is thudding slightly on the wooden floor.
Something in his brother's voice actually caught his attention enough to drag him away from his thoughts and look down to where Yukio's gaze had landed.
Wait, how does he not know about that?]
... yeah?
[You'd better not be fucking with him after all that shit on the bridge, bro.]