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located in Washington, D.C., a part of Don't Panic, one of the many universes on RPG.

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Kairo Choi
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Location ✧ Kairo's studio apartment
Outfit ✧ Here
Dialogue ✧ 400E15
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Kairo was so afraid of Ethan having another panic attack. Two attacks within such a short time wasn't good for either of them. He threw everything he had into calming the boy down, but the hug was unscripted. Out of all the techniques, therapists were taught to calm their patients down, this was certainly not an approved one. Physical connections with the patients should always be kept to a minimum, according to the instructors. Not to even mention emotional connections, which Kairo was certain he'd also unintentionally developed. But maybe they were wrong. Maybe physical and emotional connections worked better for people like Ethan. Or maybe Kairo simply needed to find whatever excuse he could to justify what he was feeling.

There was a moment of mild regret as his arms were wrapped around Ethan when he worried whether he’d gone too far, but Ethan’s response told him otherwise. He felt the younger boy’s arms wrap around him, and instantly a weight was lifted from his shoulders. He smiled softly as he listened to Ethan’s rhythmic chanting in tune with his heartbeat. There was a couple of silent beats during which Kairo focused solely on holding him tightly as well as making sure his breathing had evened out. Eventually, he received a soft thank you. Kai knew this was possibly his cue to let go, but he didn’t want to. He rested his cheek against Ethan’s head, his dark eyes almost closing. ”You’re welcome…” Kairo’s voice was softer than ever, like silk to the touch. There was no part of him that wanted to let go of Ethan, but common sense said there were only so many lines he could cross before it had become too many. Reluctantly, he released the hug, though he kept his hands gently placed on Ethan’s cheeks.

”I promise nothing bad can happen to you here.” he repeated. He could only imagine the whirlwind of thoughts and emotions that ran through the young boy’s head, but Kairo was determined to quiet them all. Slowly, he let Ethan’s face go before nodding over to the food. ”Whataya say we finish dinner, then I’ll find you some comfortable clothes to change into.” he suggested, not entirely realizing he’d all but asked Ethan to spend the night. Rational Kairo chalked it up to him needing to make sure Ethan was okay before sending him home, but the irrational side of him called his lie. Rather than making sure the boy was okay, he’d much rather spend the rest of the night and even the following morning with Ethan than to go back to Lucy.