[ closes my eyes at child support... it really be like that
npc-kun doesn't move at the touch on their head nor fingers through their hair, and instead they lift their face up from Komaeda's lap. ...then sort of runs their hand over Komaeda's stomach like they're trying to rub the snot and tears into the fabric so it'll disappear and nobody can prove they cried. ]
I had a brother just like that. He died when I was three.
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npc-kun doesn't move at the touch on their head nor fingers through their hair, and instead they lift their face up from Komaeda's lap. ...then sort of runs their hand over Komaeda's stomach like they're trying to rub the snot and tears into the fabric so it'll disappear and nobody can prove they cried. ]
I had a brother just like that. He died when I was three.