[Rosekitten]

He just stayed there at first, the thoughts going through his mind told him he was a rather pathetic being. Even as Mizuki walked away he couldn't bring himself to move, he was trying to get his mind around what he had just done. The one person he cared about and he just hurt them probably beyond repair.

After a while he forced himself to move, sitting here wasn't going to fix any of this, hell he didn't know how he was going to fix any of this really. He stood there at first in the door way of the washroom as he watched Mizuki, though it was easy enough to tell the damage was done and there was no amount of words that could take it back.

Walking over to him and placing a hand on his shoulder he saw the flood of emotions from the other, most of them that he wished he never saw. He didn't move for a moment until he felt Mizuki flinch under his hand. Drawing it back he wasn't sure what to do, this wasn't what he wanted.

Without really thinking he moved into the tub and pulled Mizuki close to him, forgetting all any any clothing he had on as he let out a soft whine against Mizuki's shoulder as he buried his face against the other. For what he did he'd gladly accept if the other hated him for the rest of his pathetic years.

He hopped the fact that Mizuki was already wet that he wouldn't notice that he was crying against his shoulder, he never bothered to show emotions but the thought that he had messed up this badly was really dawning on him, that he was going to lose Mizuki and it was his own damned fault.