[ The gentle caress brings him into his orbit and stills some of the turmoil clamoring inside his chest. It's enough to let him focus on the Allen in front of him instead of the one he turned to ash. Or the boy who almost passed away before his eyes.
I don't want to watch you die again.
He stares up at him, the kiss drawing him deeper into his orbit, soothing the fear filling his heart. It's soft and sweet like him. Looking at him, he can almost believe his fears are unfounded. He catches his breath, his chest rising with the effort to find order from pandemonium.
I'm alive right now, aren't I?
He nods at the question, knowing he's right, and loosens his hold on Allen, only letting go when he mentions the cold. The change is immediate, his inner turmoil forgotten when he realizes he's lost control of his quirk and reigns it back in. He lets go of him, putting space between them as he starts to warm back up. ]
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I don't want to watch you die again.
He stares up at him, the kiss drawing him deeper into his orbit, soothing the fear filling his heart. It's soft and sweet like him. Looking at him, he can almost believe his fears are unfounded. He catches his breath, his chest rising with the effort to find order from pandemonium.
I'm alive right now, aren't I?
He nods at the question, knowing he's right, and loosens his hold on Allen, only letting go when he mentions the cold. The change is immediate, his inner turmoil forgotten when he realizes he's lost control of his quirk and reigns it back in. He lets go of him, putting space between them as he starts to warm back up. ]
-- Sorry.
[ He looks at the ground. ]
I lost control.