[He can see that confusion in the way his eyes widen, that brief glance before Dirk's eyes return to the floor. And it hurts to look at, in a way that Hajime can't exactly explain to himself or put into concrete terms, an empathetic ache in his chest. So he doesn't hesitate when he answers,]
Yeah, I do. [Maybe if he says it, it'll help Dirk understand how sincere he's being. He wouldn't have offered if it weren't something he wanted to do, after all.] I don't think you will.
[Dirk's his own person, he could do something to make Hajime uncomfortable if he really wanted to? But unintentionally? He doubts it. So he steps in to close the distance, wrapping his arms around the other boy in a loose, easily-escapable hug.]
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Yeah, I do. [Maybe if he says it, it'll help Dirk understand how sincere he's being. He wouldn't have offered if it weren't something he wanted to do, after all.] I don't think you will.
[Dirk's his own person, he could do something to make Hajime uncomfortable if he really wanted to? But unintentionally? He doubts it. So he steps in to close the distance, wrapping his arms around the other boy in a loose, easily-escapable hug.]