He's weak. He's so weak and he's never been able to get stronger, and he selfishly puts the burden of himself on others like he's doing right now. Yukio's breath rasps in his lungs, scratches through his throat and he should drink water but Ginko is... Yukio's taking up so much space, so much time and effort, and... He needs to leave. He needs to get out of here so he doesn't make things even worse than they already are, but he can't move, he can barely even breathe.
He just...
It hurts. It hurts and he's so tired and he can't stop making everything worse for everyone around him and he...
Ginko is so kind, and Yukio just keeps selfishly taking advantage of that kindness again and again and he can't apologize enough...
"Sorry." He says again, because apparently that's the only thing he can say right now, and it's useless. And then, pathetically, he nods, because he is thirsty, he does want a drink of water, and he can't even raise the jug to his mouth right now without making someone else help him.
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He just...
It hurts. It hurts and he's so tired and he can't stop making everything worse for everyone around him and he...
Ginko is so kind, and Yukio just keeps selfishly taking advantage of that kindness again and again and he can't apologize enough...
"Sorry." He says again, because apparently that's the only thing he can say right now, and it's useless. And then, pathetically, he nods, because he is thirsty, he does want a drink of water, and he can't even raise the jug to his mouth right now without making someone else help him.