['Nothing a dia can't fix', except he shouldn't need to fix anything. Minato... He's too kind. Too forgiving. Kurama isn't sure how he keeps finding people like this, people that will forgive him transgressions he can't even forgive himself for.

He tries again to breathe. Fails. Damn it. He should be saying something, but he can't. And Minato is so close now...

Kurama's hand lifts again, but this time it doesn't retreat. His fingers brush Minato's cheek, so delicate, painfully careful not to hurt him any more. They slip back further, stroke through Minato's hair before Kurama pulls the smaller teen into his arms. He's shaking as he holds Minato, body trembling with silent sobs as his crying goes from slow to wracking.]