"I'm fine..." The response had come before Kengo thought about it, but there really was nothing wrong. He'd only been caught off guard by the other's sudden fall and a bit concerned. Mostly, he was still thinking about how close their proximity had been. Just as every time they were close to each other, Kengo found it difficult to let the other go, despite how quickly he had stood back up.
With Kengo's back against the pillows and Ryusei at the edge of the bed, his hands slipped from the other boy's shoulders. Just before he'd lost contact completely, Kengo had given one light tug as if to pull Ryusei back down to him -- something barely noticeable -- before dropping his hands back to his lap. Even if it was something he instinctively wanted to do, what else could he do about it? Kengo knew that every time they ended up too close to each other, Ryusei would walk away from him. There really was no point in making him more uncomfortable.
Kengo took the bottle from Ryusei's hands, giving a slight bow of his head. When he looked away again, he kept the bottle in his lap, turning it over. There had to be something he could say...
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With Kengo's back against the pillows and Ryusei at the edge of the bed, his hands slipped from the other boy's shoulders. Just before he'd lost contact completely, Kengo had given one light tug as if to pull Ryusei back down to him -- something barely noticeable -- before dropping his hands back to his lap. Even if it was something he instinctively wanted to do, what else could he do about it? Kengo knew that every time they ended up too close to each other, Ryusei would walk away from him. There really was no point in making him more uncomfortable.
Kengo took the bottle from Ryusei's hands, giving a slight bow of his head. When he looked away again, he kept the bottle in his lap, turning it over. There had to be something he could say...