[This is selfish and the timing is terrible, and Tatsumi's well-hidden issues surface in his mind for a moment. But... what he's asking for, he assures himself, is something Mayoi actually likes. Or, well. He hopes they'll both enjoy it.]
Could you... That is, I'd like it if you get as close to me as you'd like. You could hold me in your arms, if you wanted to, or bury your face in my hair.
[He feels stupid as soon as he says it. Asking for anything when Mayoi is fragile is unimaginably horrible.]
Of course, only if it won't trouble you. It's simply been a while since we were this close. I'm feeling...
[Needy. Pathetic. Desperate.
Even asking him for closeness instead of simply gently initiating it is probably a dead giveaway to the problem, to what's troubling Tatsumi right now. His tail tucks between his legs in shame at being so obvious.]
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Could you... That is, I'd like it if you get as close to me as you'd like. You could hold me in your arms, if you wanted to, or bury your face in my hair.
[He feels stupid as soon as he says it. Asking for anything when Mayoi is fragile is unimaginably horrible.]
Of course, only if it won't trouble you. It's simply been a while since we were this close. I'm feeling...
[Needy. Pathetic. Desperate.
Even asking him for closeness instead of simply gently initiating it is probably a dead giveaway to the problem, to what's troubling Tatsumi right now. His tail tucks between his legs in shame at being so obvious.]