[ Feeling him wrap an arm around him in return, Allen's eyes flutter open and hesitates, biting his lip as he's not sure whether to hope that means he got through to him or not. He's quiet until he speaks finally, and when he does he bows his head slightly. Doesn't trust himself to raise it yet.
Whether Shouto realizes his shoulder has become slightly damp or not will depend on how much he's paying attention to something like that.
Recognizing the strain he's inadvertently put on Shouto's arm, he brings his legs up and under himself. Half curled up, half pressed against him. Taking a slow breath as he does so, even if it hitches slightly in his throat, before letting it out shakily.
I know you don't mean to, but that's not what he latches onto in that answer. ]
And yourself? [ Spoken softly, just to the side of his collar. ]
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Whether Shouto realizes his shoulder has become slightly damp or not will depend on how much he's paying attention to something like that.
Recognizing the strain he's inadvertently put on Shouto's arm, he brings his legs up and under himself. Half curled up, half pressed against him. Taking a slow breath as he does so, even if it hitches slightly in his throat, before letting it out shakily.
I know you don't mean to, but that's not what he latches onto in that answer. ]
And yourself? [ Spoken softly, just to the side of his collar. ]