（ he presses his palms to sasuke's cheeks, thumbing at the strong lines of elegant curving bone there. ）
You're not the one making it about you.
（ sasuke's eternal desire not to take up time, or space, or affection. because he thinks those things haven't been earned, aren't deserved. it isn't like cy's ignorant to the fact that he's left sins in his wake — the space between what sasuke's said and what he's held back is subsumed by death, and loss, and blood — and there's enough of it on his hands alone that it stirs kulo vayn to wakefulness in his mind. ）
I know it's not a good story. But there's nothing you can put on me that I can't handle, for no reason beyond the fact it's been the thing to put you here in front of me.
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You're not the one making it about you.
（ sasuke's eternal desire not to take up time, or space, or affection. because he thinks those things haven't been earned, aren't deserved. it isn't like cy's ignorant to the fact that he's left sins in his wake — the space between what sasuke's said and what he's held back is subsumed by death, and loss, and blood — and there's enough of it on his hands alone that it stirs kulo vayn to wakefulness in his mind. ）
I know it's not a good story. But there's nothing you can put on me that I can't handle, for no reason beyond the fact it's been the thing to put you here in front of me.