Week 6 Catchall with Sanji

[fragileprophet]

[Hi Ion's going to be roughly attached to Sanji at the hip whenever he gets the chance to be.]

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THURSDAY, EVENING

[fragileprophet]

[They only just saw each other earlier today, but...as curfew creeps dangerously close, he feels that there was too much left still unsaid. So where ever Sanji is, he'll find Ion approaching him again.

He smiles at him.

And then without a word, without invitation, he puts down his staff so he can pull Sanji into a hug.]

[concasse]

-- Ion?

[To say Sanji's stunned is an understatement. No one comforts him. No one should comfort him, and he knows it better than anyone. There are some sins that hang heavy and can't be forgiven.

But he can't say, especially not to a child, even if this child once stood at the top of his world. He bites his lip until he bleeds and squeezes his eyes shut.

... He hates himself, that he's tired and heavy enough to hug back, like this is the only chance he has left.]

[fragileprophet]

[Ion squeezes him as tightly as his small body allows, holding tight to Sanji's waist.]

You don't have to say anything.

[He doesn't. In part because Sanji's body language and demeanor has been betraying much more than anything he could say ever could. Ion doesn't have all the clues or the context, but he doesn't need those things. He just knows that Sanji is suffering--and Ion, who hasn't hurt anyone, who has also been suffering quietly--well, how can he turn a blind eye to someone who looks so much worse off? Whatever Sanji's had to do, has to do...

It must be terrible.]