His breath catches at that, surprised both to hear him actually admit that and the twin flames that flicker to life between them that makes him jolt for a moment. Worried, honestly, that for a moment he made him lose control of them again— but is surprised to feel no heat for a second time now. Just flickering lights like fairie fire that light up his own surprised and lightly awe-touched face, and the glimmer of tears there.
One heartbeat. Two.
He breathes out, feeling Shouto's hands run through his hair, and just closes his eyes at the sensation for a moment. At the bittersweet sort of happiness, feeling him do that, and lets the final tears fall before he pushes himself up slightly on his elbows. Still lets most of his weight rest against Shouto, stomach to stomach, but rises up enough so he can look at him.
I know. [ It's vesper-soft as he reaches out towards him with his right hand, brushing some of the hair from the left side of his face before letting his palm contour softly there. Thumb running along the lower edge of his scar so gently, like he's tracing something very precious. ]
It just pains me when you hurt someone I care about like that.
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His breath catches at that, surprised both to hear him actually admit that and the twin flames that flicker to life between them that makes him jolt for a moment. Worried, honestly, that for a moment he made him lose control of them again— but is surprised to feel no heat for a second time now. Just flickering lights like fairie fire that light up his own surprised and lightly awe-touched face, and the glimmer of tears there.
One heartbeat. Two.
He breathes out, feeling Shouto's hands run through his hair, and just closes his eyes at the sensation for a moment. At the bittersweet sort of happiness, feeling him do that, and lets the final tears fall before he pushes himself up slightly on his elbows. Still lets most of his weight rest against Shouto, stomach to stomach, but rises up enough so he can look at him.
Tear tracks in the flickering firelight, and seeming so delicately composed like that. ]
I know. [ It's vesper-soft as he reaches out towards him with his right hand, brushing some of the hair from the left side of his face before letting his palm contour softly there. Thumb running along the lower edge of his scar so gently, like he's tracing something very precious. ]
It just pains me when you hurt someone I care about like that.