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Reimi Sugimoto ⬤ JJBA: Diamond Is Unbreakable
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[doreimi]

I have an idea. Let's make two things — your tiramisu and my...something. Maybe melonpan, have you ever had that? Or lemon squares, I like those, too.

[She finishes off his braid, tying it neatly at the bottom to secure it, and then steps back around the couch to settle in next to him, crouched on the floor near the cushion where he's sitting.]

We'll both learn something. How about that?

[teaserving]

I have no idea what the hell melonpan is. But yeah, I know lemon squares. Kinda like 'em.

[It was nice, letting her play with his hair, braiding it. He thinks he'd let her do it again.]

...Yeah. It's probably better if I stay occupied, huh?

I... thank you, Reimi. You know-- I'd come for you too. Right?

[doreimi]

...It is, yeah. 'Cause it's going to hurt for a while. Maybe a long while.

[She reaches for his hand, but just rests hers over his instead of trying to hold it — steadying, comforting, but without trapping him or imposing that implicit obligation to thread his fingers through hers.]

But I promise I'm not going to leave you alone. So...it's okay to be sad, okay? You can let yourself be sad. I won't let it weigh you down so much that you get stuck. I'll pull you back out again. Okay?

[But she ducks her head at that last bit, hiding an almost bashful smile.]

'Course I do. I know I can always count on you.

[teaserving]

[When her hand touches his, Abbacchio is turning his own around to hold on. Not too tight, but just feeling her near does help.]

...I don't want to fuck it up again. Letting myself go down that hole, you know. I mean, I probably still will, but I want... to do better.

[He looks at her, and despite how shitty he's feeling he offers a little smile.]

Good.

[It's times like these he wishes he could emphasize better just how much she means to him. How much he considers her such an important friend. But maybe the actions will be enough to communicate that.]

Just because I feel like shit doesn't mean I wanna stop being whatever you need, too.

[doreimi]

I think wanting it is the first step toward making sure it doesn't happen again. And you already did so much tonight, you know? You called. You could've let yourself fall down the hole and you didn't. You held on just enough.

[She sneaks up, darting up just long enough to press a kiss to his cheek.]

I'll try to stay out of trouble until you're feeling a little better. But then I'll go right back to getting into all sorts of trouble, and expecting you to come be my knight in shining armor. Okay?

[teaserving]

[The affectionate peck is nice, and he smiles a bit down at her. Honestly, he doesn't feel like he did much, but then it helped knowing that she was coming. That he wouldn't be alone in this.]

Knight in rusty armor, maybe. But yeah, if you need me to.

And I guess-- I'm not sure how the others are gonna handle it.

[Giorno always acts like he knows what he's doing but he's still just a fucking kid and he probably blames himself for Bruno and everyone else who died. Narancia looks at Bruno like a goddamn saint, and Mista--

Ah, shit, is Mista going to lose his mind because it's literally four of them now? Cripes.]

Ugh, I'm gonna have to be the adult.

[doreimi]

Mmm, probably. But you don't have to take care of them at your own expense. They're tough guys! I guess just...don't worry about it too much, until it happens. Because you never know what might happen. Maybe it'll be better than you think.

[It probably won't, but it's not her job to be a Debbie Downer right now. Just the opposite, actually.]

Do any of them know, besides you?

[teaserving]

Sure, but they're also a bunch of idiots.

[his bunch of idiots!]

Yeah. Narancia's the one that was messaging everyone. ...Shit. And I'm pretty sure Narancia was living with Bucciarati.

[He'll have to tackle that problem somehow. Narancia shouldn't be living alone. Hell, Giorno and Mista live with each other. Abbacchio was the only one who chose to be alone.]

[doreimi]

Then that's where you should start. Just a little bit of being the adult.

[Baby steps into being an adult is probably an oxymoron somehow.]

Do you want to try to find him right now, or in the morning?

[teaserving]

Nah. The morning. I think we all need time to process, and the others can relate to him better.

Besides, I don't want him to feel like he can't rely on me right now. And I'm kind of a fucking mess.