[Kakyoin closed his eyes at the attention to his face, leaning his forehead against Jotaro's once the other was finished.]
I feel the same way. I can take getting a little scratched up, but if anything seriously hurt you I'm not sure how I would even begin to handle it. [What else was I supposed to do, he almost wanted to ask--but it was a pointless question. Even if there had been another way back in a desert winter night, Kakyoin had still chosen what he believed was right. What he was sure would end in the best result for the others' survival.]
[His friends would live--live with that same look of grief and anger Jotaro had given him when he was still new to this city. Holly would still cry the same way she did when she found out. His parents would still be just as devastated. With all they'd already lost, was throwing himself in danger really the only way to prevent anyone else from dying?]
[It wasn't a matter of 'what else was I supposed to do' but 'what am I supposed to do now', wan't it?]
[He really didn't know how long he was stuck on that train of thought before trying to focus again. You don't need me to do that, he said--that was right. Noriaki Kakyoin was not something so easily broken; he could flourish under unbearable pressure just like a forming emerald.]
[But then, didn't the reverse hold just as true?]
You don't need me to protect you either, do you? [The question was rhetorical, paired with a slow and hesitant smile.] None of you really need that, but I'm still going to want to. I love you, so I don't...want to lose you. [So yes--this must have been the same idea. Had their positions been reversed, Kakyoin honestly didn't know if he'd even be capable of keeping his composure when the risk of losing everything again was this present.]
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Date: 2016-07-06 02:57 am (UTC)I feel the same way. I can take getting a little scratched up, but if anything seriously hurt you I'm not sure how I would even begin to handle it. [What else was I supposed to do, he almost wanted to ask--but it was a pointless question. Even if there had been another way back in a desert winter night, Kakyoin had still chosen what he believed was right. What he was sure would end in the best result for the others' survival.]
[His friends would live--live with that same look of grief and anger Jotaro had given him when he was still new to this city. Holly would still cry the same way she did when she found out. His parents would still be just as devastated. With all they'd already lost, was throwing himself in danger really the only way to prevent anyone else from dying?]
[It wasn't a matter of 'what else was I supposed to do' but 'what am I supposed to do now', wan't it?]
[He really didn't know how long he was stuck on that train of thought before trying to focus again. You don't need me to do that, he said--that was right. Noriaki Kakyoin was not something so easily broken; he could flourish under unbearable pressure just like a forming emerald.]
[But then, didn't the reverse hold just as true?]
You don't need me to protect you either, do you? [The question was rhetorical, paired with a slow and hesitant smile.] None of you really need that, but I'm still going to want to. I love you, so I don't...want to lose you. [So yes--this must have been the same idea. Had their positions been reversed, Kakyoin honestly didn't know if he'd even be capable of keeping his composure when the risk of losing everything again was this present.]
...Yeah. I understand perfectly, Jojo.