[The process is a familiar one, but the physical act of undressing and putting his belongings away are methodical enough that they keep his attention on the present. His mind doesn't wander, instead staying on the task at hand until he runs out of things to do- until he and Sasuke are easing into the water and there isn't-
The breath locks up in his chest. For a moment he feels like he's been punched, because now that he's shoulder deep in the water there just isn't anything else to hold on to.
His bottom lip quivers and in the silence between them, something breaks.]
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The breath locks up in his chest. For a moment he feels like he's been punched, because now that he's shoulder deep in the water there just isn't anything else to hold on to.
His bottom lip quivers and in the silence between them, something breaks.]
What did we do?