[He notices how careful Tenma is, how when they fall back, elbows and knees prevent him from pushing his full weight onto him. Tenma would be that careful, he muses, not matter how confident he felt that he could support the boy's weight. It was what made Tenma so endearing...the one he had always devoted himself to from the moment they met.
He'd been this way on the soccer field too, now that he thinks about it.
Look at him, always causing trouble for his boyfriend.
Fingers continue to thread through his hair, cradling Tenma's face in his arms as he smiles, eyes filled with nothing less than adoration.]
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He'd been this way on the soccer field too, now that he thinks about it.
Look at him, always causing trouble for his boyfriend.
Fingers continue to thread through his hair, cradling Tenma's face in his arms as he smiles, eyes filled with nothing less than adoration.]
Good, it wouldn't be any fun if I were alone...
You're what make pushing myself worth it.