I'll get to that in a second but just let me get this out first.
I'm sorry Yosuke. I'm sorry that I was stupid enough not to listen to you about Adachi or that I saw you as someone you weren't.
[There's a pause in the message as Ichigo clenches his teeth, remembering that awful night. The night when he'd let his instincts take over and drained Yosuke of all his blood - and enjoyed it.]
I'm sorry I murdered you Yosuke. This probably sounds like bullshit but I regret it more than anything else I've ever regretted in my life.
in two seconds, Yosuke had gone from relatively relaxed to fighting the urge to throw his phone across the room. his hands strain to press out a response, each thumb pressing down way too hard.
somewhere deep down, he wants to know why the hell he's getting this kind of message from this specific person - something must have happened, something technically good. these are words he once wanted to hear more than anything else. but he's frayed and exhausted, too. he can't deal with any of this right now.]
[That's....not quite what he expected, but he's sure that Yosuke is probably taking it much, much worse in person right now. And he doesn't blame Yosuke for warning him away from his friend, even if Ichigo has already met the detective.
Heart sinking in his chest, he continues.]
I will. I'll stay away from you too even though I want to apologize in person. You don't ever have to see me again either or forgive me. I'm just sorry it even happened and that I was fucked up enough to be okay wtih it.
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I'm sorry Yosuke. I'm sorry that I was stupid enough not to listen to you about Adachi or that I saw you as someone you weren't.
[There's a pause in the message as Ichigo clenches his teeth, remembering that awful night. The night when he'd let his instincts take over and drained Yosuke of all his blood - and enjoyed it.]
I'm sorry I murdered you Yosuke. This probably sounds like bullshit but I regret it more than anything else I've ever regretted in my life.
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in two seconds, Yosuke had gone from relatively relaxed to fighting the urge to throw his phone across the room. his hands strain to press out a response, each thumb pressing down way too hard.
somewhere deep down, he wants to know why the hell he's getting this kind of message from this specific person - something must have happened, something technically good. these are words he once wanted to hear more than anything else. but he's frayed and exhausted, too. he can't deal with any of this right now.]
stay away from naoto
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Heart sinking in his chest, he continues.]
I will. I'll stay away from you too even though I want to apologize in person. You don't ever have to see me again either or forgive me. I'm just sorry it even happened and that I was fucked up enough to be okay wtih it.
You didnt deserve it Yosuke. I'm sorry.
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