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thinking about kusuke in london makes me sad... that flight must've been hard. like..WAAHHHHh

kusuke isn't scared of planes, he understands that the pilots and all other staff members are skilled at their respective field. though there was a sinking feeling in his stomach he couldn't get rid of– nausea? not quite. only certain foods made him feel nauseated, he's had a strict diet for years now; it couldn't've been that.

the plane finally lands. that was it. finally in london. then kusuke would navigate the place alone, not that he needed much help. oddly, at every turn, he can hear his parents. rather, he was imagining things they'd say if they were in london with him.

there are a lot of people in the airport. kusuke thinks of kusuo. he'll be fine. kusuke tries to imagine all the thoughts that would make itself heard in kusuo's head. it rather annoys him, wasting his thoughts on locals and foreigners alike. what does he gain from thinking of what other people are thinking–? when there was someone kilometers away that could effortlessly know it without even wanting to do so?

kusuke shrugs his shoulders, fixing his jacket. while he's adjusting to cambridge, he'll have to try not to dwell too much on why he moved there in the first place.

i just hope dad doesn't rely on him too much while i'm gone. he'll be fine. i'll be fine.