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[Tadashi sighs quietly, giving Hiro a reassuring squeeze and patting at that fluffy hair in what he hopes is a reassuring way. Hiro's always been a tough kid. Not always as tough as he tries to seem, though. He's still only fourteen, still so small in so many ways, and yet so grown up in others, and though he doesn't want to, Tadashi can't help but think about what things must've been like for his little brother. He can't even imagine how he would've coped had he been the one in Hiro's place. The thought of a life without Hiro in it... it's a nightmare.]

I never meant to leave in the first place. I'm sorry.