[He will do it again. As many times as he needs to. But lets Esikko have his escape for now. He holds himself to extremely exacting standards, and whether fair or not, thrusts them on people who want to stand beside him. Esikko's had so many people crush him down in his life. About fucking time he has someone yank him up. Even if his legs are smushy accordions in the process.
He chuffs an approving noise from his throat. Esikko's learning. Could've wussed out and asked to cross the bridge. Safer, nice, boring. But he chose to trust his own strength and the hero's. Better choice.]
The hell are you "right?" at me for! I don't drop shit!
[So proud, so mean! But that resolve keeps his hand tight around Esikko's, a grip which refuses to waver or loosen no matter what challenge rises. After personally training the prince for over a year now, Bakugo would be furious and mortified if Esikko couldn't handle this kind of hike.]
( More laughter sounds out from Esikko. Is it his grandma still, or just that he's having a good time? He can hear the sound of water as they approach, and so he peers ahead to look for it, curious. )
Maybe that's why I want to hold your hand.
( ?
But he doesn't elaborate on that comment, just keeps on walking, humming as if in thought. )
You know, I actually really enjoyed that "beach," when it appeared. From the shore, at least, it was nice... The water would roll up, but it rolled away again so easily, without sweeping me away. Do you like beaches?
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Date: 1/2/26 19:11 (UTC)[He will do it again. As many times as he needs to. But lets Esikko have his escape for now. He holds himself to extremely exacting standards, and whether fair or not, thrusts them on people who want to stand beside him. Esikko's had so many people crush him down in his life. About fucking time he has someone yank him up. Even if his legs are smushy accordions in the process.
He chuffs an approving noise from his throat. Esikko's learning. Could've wussed out and asked to cross the bridge. Safer, nice, boring. But he chose to trust his own strength and the hero's. Better choice.]
The hell are you "right?" at me for! I don't drop shit!
[So proud, so mean! But that resolve keeps his hand tight around Esikko's, a grip which refuses to waver or loosen no matter what challenge rises. After personally training the prince for over a year now, Bakugo would be furious and mortified if Esikko couldn't handle this kind of hike.]
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Date: 1/2/26 23:37 (UTC)Maybe that's why I want to hold your hand.
( ?
But he doesn't elaborate on that comment, just keeps on walking, humming as if in thought. )
You know, I actually really enjoyed that "beach," when it appeared. From the shore, at least, it was nice... The water would roll up, but it rolled away again so easily, without sweeping me away. Do you like beaches?