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7. eternity
"Will we always be together?"
She sounded so sincere. He wanted to smile. He wanted to lean over and press his lips to her forehead, ruffle up those burgundy locks with his fingers. He wanted to say yes. Yes, definitely.
And had this been five years ago, he might have.
Rin released a sigh, glancing away; Gou reached for his hand without a pause. She read him so well that he was afraid of saying anything. She probably knew.
"Sorry, Onii-chan."
Damn it.
"Sorry."
He was terrible.
"I don't need eternity."
She was worse.
"This now. This is fine, too."