I don’t care. Not me on the bottom, though. [They just want to be held and to feel like maybe they’re okay for a minute. Even if they’re decidedly not okay.]

I’m not strong. I’m gross.

[He frowns slightly, looking at Nobunaga for a moment. This is a cute moment and he’s thankful for the support. Thankful for the allowance to just exist without expectations. But they didn’t really ever view themselves as a person that didn’t let others handle things for them.] I don’t? I kind of thought I always sort of just let things happen. Like however.