[ When Abe was going through the roughest patch of his life, playing with Haruna, there wasn't really anyone there for him. He didn't have a support system back then, and he'd only gotten one when he started playing for Nishinura. So the idea that Mihashi could be going through this alone, the same way he'd gone through things alone in middle school. And he hates the thought of that, of Mihashi facing anything alone.
When did he start caring so much? Maybe that first time, where they'd hunched together and held hands tightly, and they'd both broken down into tears.
Whenever it was, he's so far in deep that Abe isn't going anywhere. Even if he's out of his element, he's staying with Mihashi, and he's going to see it through to the end, regardless of what "it" is. So, yeah. He's kind of in love with Mihashi, and he'll figure out what that means later on when he doesn't have Mihashi's own panic to take care of and eliminate to the best of his ability. ]
C'mon - can you stand? [ He rubs his upper arm carefully, remembering contact, how much it's helped all of them since they started playing together. ] We need to clean up from practice, and - [ Pausing, frowning in consideration, he slides his hand down to take Mihashi's and squeeze. ] If you need to, you can borrow my civvies. Layers, right?
[ That would help give Mihashi a barrier from the outside world, wouldn't it? More layers? ]
[ if nothing else, mihashi can focus on abe's hand. his own is probably ice cold--he's stressed and terrified and still kind of freaked out--but this always helps. he's taught his body to relax with it, like shiga-sensei had told them to, and as abe's hand squeezes his, mihashi slowly returns it, a little shyer, a little more hesitant.
the last of the tears drip out of his eyes and he nods, wiping at his eyes with his other hand as he pushes himself back up to his feet. he feels raw, shaken, even more than usual, and mihashi keeps his guard up as much as he can, knees knocked together, hand still clutched tightly in abe's like the lifeline that it's become.
and then he offers to share his clothes with him. mihashi gives him that look again, his eyes wide, breath caught in his throat. abe is so nice, he thinks, even if he yells a lot, mihashi thinks--knows, maybe--that he really does care, that maybe... that maybe it's harder to mess this up than he originally thought. maybe abe won't hate him for things like this. abe isn't angry that he lied. he's not angry at all.
mihashi's eyes get watery again and he lifts his other hand to wave it around, head moving left and right and generally all over the place that isn't on abe's face, his cheeks taking on a stunning shade of red. ] Y-you don't ha--I couldn't--but you--
[ this is honestly going to continue you may want to stop him. ]
[ The impulse to rub Mihashi's hands between his, warm him up and calm him down until he's no longer frigid from stress and being upset, strikes Abe pretty much immediately. It's a common response to when he holds his hand like this, because it happens so frequently. Not as often as it once did, at least, but still often enough that it's a concern, for Abe, for the team, for everyone that knows Mihashi. At least he's relaxing.
For a moment, anyways.
Frowning and flustering at the look that he gets, again, he shakes his head and brings his free hand up to set it over Mihashi's mouth. It'll stop him for a moment, without Abe having to noogie him or give him a shake. Not exactly conducive to helping Ren calm down in the least bit, especially when he's been shaking like a leaf and straight out sobbing. Instead he just shakes his head, keeping his hand there until he's certain that Mihashi isn't going to keep protesting. ]
I don't have to, but I want to, if it'll help you. [ He just says it matter-of-fact, so that there's no room for protests right off or either of them being red-faced. ]
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When did he start caring so much? Maybe that first time, where they'd hunched together and held hands tightly, and they'd both broken down into tears.
Whenever it was, he's so far in deep that Abe isn't going anywhere. Even if he's out of his element, he's staying with Mihashi, and he's going to see it through to the end, regardless of what "it" is. So, yeah. He's kind of in love with Mihashi, and he'll figure out what that means later on when he doesn't have Mihashi's own panic to take care of and eliminate to the best of his ability. ]
C'mon - can you stand? [ He rubs his upper arm carefully, remembering contact, how much it's helped all of them since they started playing together. ] We need to clean up from practice, and - [ Pausing, frowning in consideration, he slides his hand down to take Mihashi's and squeeze. ] If you need to, you can borrow my civvies. Layers, right?
[ That would help give Mihashi a barrier from the outside world, wouldn't it? More layers? ]
why is abemiha so important
the last of the tears drip out of his eyes and he nods, wiping at his eyes with his other hand as he pushes himself back up to his feet. he feels raw, shaken, even more than usual, and mihashi keeps his guard up as much as he can, knees knocked together, hand still clutched tightly in abe's like the lifeline that it's become.
and then he offers to share his clothes with him. mihashi gives him that look again, his eyes wide, breath caught in his throat. abe is so nice, he thinks, even if he yells a lot, mihashi thinks--knows, maybe--that he really does care, that maybe... that maybe it's harder to mess this up than he originally thought. maybe abe won't hate him for things like this. abe isn't angry that he lied. he's not angry at all.
mihashi's eyes get watery again and he lifts his other hand to wave it around, head moving left and right and generally all over the place that isn't on abe's face, his cheeks taking on a stunning shade of red. ] Y-you don't ha--I couldn't--but you--
[ this is honestly going to continue you may want to stop him. ]
because abemiha
For a moment, anyways.
Frowning and flustering at the look that he gets, again, he shakes his head and brings his free hand up to set it over Mihashi's mouth. It'll stop him for a moment, without Abe having to noogie him or give him a shake. Not exactly conducive to helping Ren calm down in the least bit, especially when he's been shaking like a leaf and straight out sobbing. Instead he just shakes his head, keeping his hand there until he's certain that Mihashi isn't going to keep protesting. ]
I don't have to, but I want to, if it'll help you. [ He just says it matter-of-fact, so that there's no room for protests right off or either of them being red-faced. ]