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“I just… I’ve never really felt wanted anywhere,” he confessed quietly. “Not at home, not in my relationships, not even in my job. I always felt like I was just—there. Tolerated at best. Like if I disappeared, it wouldn’t really matter.”
A beat of silence.
Then Osamu scoffed, shaking his head. “That’s bullshit.”
Motoya blinked, caught off guard by the bluntness of his response. “Excuse me?”
Osamu turned to face him fully, his expression almost incredulous. “You don’t see it, do ya?”
Motoya felt his breath hitch at the way Osamu was looking at him—steady, certain, like he was seeing right through him.
Osamu’s shoulder leaned just a little further into his, the warmth of his presence sending a shiver down Motoya’s spine. “You don’t realize just how wanted you actually are.”
after komori's life hits rock bottom, he seeks solice in the miya estate, catching the eye of none other than the kumicho himself.