[ The kiss caught Makishima completely off guard. He paused in his quest for the first aid kit and stared quietly at Kinjou instead.
He knew it wasn't the same thing, but looking at Kinjou with the bruises on his neck and the small trickle of blood that had still oozed out reminded Makishima of another time when he'd seen Kinjou battered and bloody. He... ]
I don't want to see you like that again, sho.
[ Makisima spoke quietly and let his hands drop to his side where they curled into fists. ]
I don't want to see you hurt.
[ Not that he wouldn't come to Kinjou's aid when he needed it, but it honestly scared Makishima. Seeing Kinjou like that had rocked him to his bones, the idea that something far worse could have happened to him wasn't lost on Makishima and that thought was unacceptable. Sure this was just a few overzealous hickeys, but that didn't mean Makishima didn't worry and it didn't mean he wasn't reminded of that day. ]
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He knew it wasn't the same thing, but looking at Kinjou with the bruises on his neck and the small trickle of blood that had still oozed out reminded Makishima of another time when he'd seen Kinjou battered and bloody. He... ]
I don't want to see you like that again, sho.
[ Makisima spoke quietly and let his hands drop to his side where they curled into fists. ]
I don't want to see you hurt.
[ Not that he wouldn't come to Kinjou's aid when he needed it, but it honestly scared Makishima. Seeing Kinjou like that had rocked him to his bones, the idea that something far worse could have happened to him wasn't lost on Makishima and that thought was unacceptable. Sure this was just a few overzealous hickeys, but that didn't mean Makishima didn't worry and it didn't mean he wasn't reminded of that day. ]