Like Nekozawa would ever cry in front of anyone. No, he wasn't really burying his face into Howl's chest. He wasn't sobbing while his hands gripped onto the back of Howl's shirt. It was all just Umehito's imagination.
As much as he wished it wasn't true, he softly cried into Howl's chest, hugging him tightly while he pet his wig.
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Date: 2009-05-04 09:14 am (UTC)As much as he wished it wasn't true, he softly cried into Howl's chest, hugging him tightly while he pet his wig.