#also sorry nagasone you walked in on a disaster lol ;;;

[kowaindar0u]

❛  what do you need me to do to make you feel better?  ❜ (yusone pls i cant stop thinking of these softies 😭) (@zantedeschia-praesul)

[ 𝑪𝑨𝑹𝑰𝑵𝑮 𝑷𝑹𝑶𝑴𝑷𝑻𝑺. ]

The last week or so has been, without exaggeration, extremely exhausting and immensely taxing.

After summoning two swords (Koryuu Kagemitsu and Akashi Kuniyuki) within the span of three days, Yuichi was already feeling so spent-- which only served to make the next several days feel like the weight of the world was hitting him in whirlwind form.

His first unit was preparing to thwart HRA from turning the tides of the Battle of Sekigahara, where their plans included supplying large numbers of their own soldiers to the Toyotomi under Ishida Mitsunari's lead. Ookurikara, the captain, had sent word of the plans, but insisted the team present could handle it.

But Yuichi, envisioning the worst, sent a few more toudans as support-- Taikogane Sadamune, Tomoegata Naginata, and Tsurumaru Kuninaga. He'd gone with them, more out of impulse and concern than anything, and was met with what felt like a smidge of resentment. Ookurikara, he realized, was a bit insulted in his saniwa's apparent lack of faith of him and his team. Yuichi reacted poorly, though-- fortunately he didn't say anything to the captain, instead offering an awkward, curt goodbye before departing back to the honmaru.

Then, anomalies were detected surrounding the Honnouji incident, and so it was finally time to send in a second unit comprised of those who would know those events best-- Souza as captain, Yagen, Hasebe, and Fudou, with Kashuu and Ishikirimaru as well. Already, even before leaving, Yuichi could sense the tension between them, especially Hasebe and Fudou, and so as they ported off, he could only hope they could at least hold together as a team.

Since then, Yuichi had been inundated with paperwork, writing reports, tracking disturbances, and doing his best to be aware of his touken danshi here at the honmaru... And soon, it seems, once more information is obtained, he will be sending off his first-ever full third unit to investigate something in the late Heian period.

(Clearly, the day that he'd planned to set everything aside to spend with Nagasone is going to be pushed back, too.)

He is a mess.

He hasn't even had the chance to properly welcome Koryuu and Akashi as he tries to do, considering he has yet to really fully recover from...well, anything.

Yesterday, he snapped at Houchou, who had entered his office innocently, but loudly and unnanounced, startling him.

Today, the second unit returned, and while they had succeeded in their mission, they returned in grim shape-- things had been complicated by Fudou's latching on to Ranmaru, and even more so by Ishikirimaru's unsuitability, as an oodachi, to fight in such enclosed spaces as Honnouji temple.

He's just come back from visiting the repair room, and Nagasone has walked in on him pacing fretfully back and forth, face already wet with tears. A panic attack is well underway.

At Nagasone's question, he doesn't say anything for a few moments, instead, pacing a few more times while he tries to resist the overwhelming urge to just run to him. He knows Nagasone is there for him, willing to do anything for him, and he appreciates that to the ends of the earth and beyond-- but still, part of him doesn't want to lay this all on him...

It doesn't matter, though, because soon his hands are reaching out for him, before he finally lets himself go to him. He hangs his head, resting it against Nagasone's chest as his hands ball into fists, gripping at his jacket.

"Just--" Yuichi's voice is surprisingly loud, as he's finding it hard to not just wail at him. "I-I don't know, just... hold me."