[Meanwhile dumbass 2 is just sitting here, still on Chuuya's lap, still holding his hand, wondering where he went wrong and why he is seemingly so incapable of fixing things once they start going sour.
His free hand moves to briefly touch Chuuya's cheek as he considers his next words. "You'll find someone who deserves that kind heart of yours" is on the tip of his tongue, but he swallows it back, moving his hand away again. Softly:]
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His free hand moves to briefly touch Chuuya's cheek as he considers his next words. "You'll find someone who deserves that kind heart of yours" is on the tip of his tongue, but he swallows it back, moving his hand away again. Softly:]
—Do you want me to go?