Ichigo kept himself pressed, full-length, against Shiro's back. But he nodded just a little, just enough for Shiro to feel...and pressed a warm kiss behind the hollow's ear in silent contrition. He really did get why they were so mad.
"...Worried."
He'd heard it often enough, and at loud volume to understand the anger came from worry for him. But he did know what he was doing, and he'd been hurt way worse, way more often than a couple of fractured ribs, and ( while ugly, still not severely ) broken nose should warrant.
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Date: 2012-03-05 02:39 am (UTC)"...Worried."
He'd heard it often enough, and at loud volume to understand the anger came from worry for him. But he did know what he was doing, and he'd been hurt way worse, way more often than a couple of fractured ribs, and ( while ugly, still not severely ) broken nose should warrant.