[ Oh. He blinks, caught up in the intensity of his mismatched eyes up this close. It's because you don't want to hurt him too, isn't that. Losing control like that, if it's tied to your emotions...
He blinks, forgetting to breathe for a moment and coloring lightly at the realization. But he presses his lips together, eyes becoming clear and bright with certainty and unshed tears both before he leans up, pressing his forehead in return to Shouto's as he brings a hand up to rest over one of his. Letting his eyes close as the tears fall finally, with something akin to such an overwhelmed relief.
It's because you feel that strongly, isn't it. What you feel for him... ]
I still trust you anyway. [ He breathes it out very gently, and shifts then. Rising up slightly to wind his arms around Shouto's shoulders while keeping their foreheads pressed lightly together. ]
How could I not when you feel like "home" too?
[ He nuzzles his nose very gently, very slowly and purposefully but with conscious restraint. So close their lips almost brush, and his eyes hood lightly. He's quiet for a long moment, arms around his neck tightening lightly, and draws in his lower lip as his expression softens. ]
When you channel it to use it, or... if you're trying to listen to it... [ He hesitates lightly, trying to understand it within the scope of how he understands his own Innocence. ] ...how do you do that?
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He blinks, forgetting to breathe for a moment and coloring lightly at the realization. But he presses his lips together, eyes becoming clear and bright with certainty and unshed tears both before he leans up, pressing his forehead in return to Shouto's as he brings a hand up to rest over one of his. Letting his eyes close as the tears fall finally, with something akin to such an overwhelmed relief.
It's because you feel that strongly, isn't it. What you feel for him... ]
I still trust you anyway. [ He breathes it out very gently, and shifts then. Rising up slightly to wind his arms around Shouto's shoulders while keeping their foreheads pressed lightly together. ]
How could I not when you feel like "home" too?
[ He nuzzles his nose very gently, very slowly and purposefully but with conscious restraint. So close their lips almost brush, and his eyes hood lightly. He's quiet for a long moment, arms around his neck tightening lightly, and draws in his lower lip as his expression softens. ]
When you channel it to use it, or... if you're trying to listen to it... [ He hesitates lightly, trying to understand it within the scope of how he understands his own Innocence. ] ...how do you do that?