[Walls Kyouya knows well, walls he's seen in darker moments. It's hard, standing there and knowing he's to blame for this sorry state of things. To be so scared of being hurt... that he hurt others. All the better reason to have left him alone in the first place. When the only person he had the power to hurt was himself.
But Tamaki didn't. He barged in, invited or not, and now...
And now Kyouya has the power to hurt him.
Which is why he's very quiet as he approaches, sets the first cup of tea beside Tamaki without actually looking at him... then sits with his across the small room. Both of them in physically close space... but so isolated.]
I--
[They weren't words that came easily to Kyouya. Because he usually acted so carefully that there was no room for reproach. If he did it, he thought it was best, so there was no need ever to...]
I'm sorry.
[...To apologize.]
I conducted myself very poorly this evening. I won't try and excuse myself. I--
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But Tamaki didn't. He barged in, invited or not, and now...
And now Kyouya has the power to hurt him.
Which is why he's very quiet as he approaches, sets the first cup of tea beside Tamaki without actually looking at him... then sits with his across the small room. Both of them in physically close space... but so isolated.]
I--
[They weren't words that came easily to Kyouya. Because he usually acted so carefully that there was no room for reproach. If he did it, he thought it was best, so there was no need ever to...]
I'm sorry.
[...To apologize.]
I conducted myself very poorly this evening. I won't try and excuse myself. I--
I'm just sorry.