Deki's hands come to frame Tengai's face where he sits in front of him on the floor. The living room of Kuramu and Rikyo's apartment is an utter mess in the wake of Tengai's fit. Having had to find his thumb under the mess had taken a little longer than usual, given that he flung it on accident when Deki was in the other room.
But its safe now. Re-attached.
"It's okay, Tenchan. Remember I said I'd bring it back as many times as you need? No matter what."
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Date: 2024-12-04 03:52 am (UTC)Deki's hands come to frame Tengai's face where he sits in front of him on the floor. The living room of Kuramu and Rikyo's apartment is an utter mess in the wake of Tengai's fit. Having had to find his thumb under the mess had taken a little longer than usual, given that he flung it on accident when Deki was in the other room.
But its safe now. Re-attached.
"It's okay, Tenchan. Remember I said I'd bring it back as many times as you need? No matter what."