The teen jumped a little at the harsh tone, but then nodded at the scolding, his cheeks momentarily heating up from the shame and embarrassment. He recovered quickly however, ready to answer Nobuhiro's questions.
"I... I tried that too. I wanted to hide him away and make sure nothing bad ever happened to him, and I wanted to make sure he never had to see the things I have. There were a lot of times I tried to pull away, because I know I'm not good. But... he got mad at me. So... I let him decide... because he's strong enough to make his own decision, and he still wanted me. It was hard at first. There were times I thought he hated me... but he was strong, just like always. And I did my best too. I've given him my everything."
Gokudera smiled the more he spoke, just lighting up as he talked about his feeling for the boy he loved. It always made him happy. And why wouldn't it? He was loved by such a special boy, who wanted him. Him of all people.
"And he's not a child anymore, neither of us are. We're men and we can make our own choices now."
The teen wouldn't step down from that point of view. After the night before last, they were both men now, not boys. They may be young, but they were men.
"What I can do... is be by his side. Make sure no one ever lays a hand on him. I'll be strong for him the best way I can and I'll do whatever it takes to make sure he's as happy. And, I'll never hold him back... even if it means he wants me to go away. I love him that much." Again, Hayato's eyes started to water but this time for a very, very different reason from earlier, "He's... the first person to tell me that he loved me."
And for that, Hayato felt he owed Ryuutaro his very existence. The only thing he had to share it with was the Vongola, which he knew Ryuutaro didn't like, but at this point Gokudera knew he could not survive without one or the other. He trusted that Ryuutaro wouldn't make him choose between his home and his love.
The teen presses his palm to his eyes to rub away the tears before they fell, which just spread the moisture around his eyes, but it kept his cheeks dry at least.
"A-and... someday... if it's possible... I want to ask him if he'll let me spend the rest of my life with him. I know... that I won't be able to fall in love with anyone else."
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"I... I tried that too. I wanted to hide him away and make sure nothing bad ever happened to him, and I wanted to make sure he never had to see the things I have. There were a lot of times I tried to pull away, because I know I'm not good. But... he got mad at me. So... I let him decide... because he's strong enough to make his own decision, and he still wanted me. It was hard at first. There were times I thought he hated me... but he was strong, just like always. And I did my best too. I've given him my everything."
Gokudera smiled the more he spoke, just lighting up as he talked about his feeling for the boy he loved. It always made him happy. And why wouldn't it? He was loved by such a special boy, who wanted him. Him of all people.
"And he's not a child anymore, neither of us are. We're men and we can make our own choices now."
The teen wouldn't step down from that point of view. After the night before last, they were both men now, not boys. They may be young, but they were men.
"What I can do... is be by his side. Make sure no one ever lays a hand on him. I'll be strong for him the best way I can and I'll do whatever it takes to make sure he's as happy. And, I'll never hold him back... even if it means he wants me to go away. I love him that much." Again, Hayato's eyes started to water but this time for a very, very different reason from earlier, "He's... the first person to tell me that he loved me."
And for that, Hayato felt he owed Ryuutaro his very existence. The only thing he had to share it with was the Vongola, which he knew Ryuutaro didn't like, but at this point Gokudera knew he could not survive without one or the other. He trusted that Ryuutaro wouldn't make him choose between his home and his love.
The teen presses his palm to his eyes to rub away the tears before they fell, which just spread the moisture around his eyes, but it kept his cheeks dry at least.
"A-and... someday... if it's possible... I want to ask him if he'll let me spend the rest of my life with him. I know... that I won't be able to fall in love with anyone else."