[ He... also didn't really want to let go despite saying what he did okay. But Allen sucks in a quiet breath at the trail his hands make, eyes widened and fluttering in surprise as he does his level best not to squirm. His spine follows along with his hand though, curving instinctively as Allen just stares down in a sort of wonderment, wordless. Oh.
(He. Became very aware he's not wearing anything again. It's also why he says nothing and just stares instead for a moment, amazed.)
...He also entirely forgot his own request and would like to take it back when Shouto taps his thigh and he abruptly remembers, reluctantly obliging in a slight scramble.
He's trying to make sense of the twisted up covers (how did they??? even???) when he glances over and catches Shouto looking at him. Oh. ...hesitating for a moment, he quiets then and curls up on his side to face him, leaving the covers in whatever state they're just going to be in. The soft sort of wonderment is still there, watching his eyes stray and wondering what he's looking at--or thinking of. But... he bites the inside of his lip too. You're far away. Not really, but it feels like it. But... it also has to be incredibly late by now. He was exhausted hours ago; Shouto probably is as well. They should just say goodnight and sleep. ] ...
[ He scoots a little closer and reaches out to touch the side of his face. Very gently, expression soft. ]
you're fine! ♥
(He. Became very aware he's not wearing anything again. It's also why he says nothing and just stares instead for a moment, amazed.)
...He also entirely forgot his own request and would like to take it back when Shouto taps his thigh and he abruptly remembers, reluctantly obliging in a slight scramble.
He's trying to make sense of the twisted up covers (how did they??? even???) when he glances over and catches Shouto looking at him. Oh. ...hesitating for a moment, he quiets then and curls up on his side to face him, leaving the covers in whatever state they're just going to be in. The soft sort of wonderment is still there, watching his eyes stray and wondering what he's looking at--or thinking of. But... he bites the inside of his lip too. You're far away. Not really, but it feels like it. But... it also has to be incredibly late by now. He was exhausted hours ago; Shouto probably is as well. They should just say goodnight and sleep. ] ...
[ He scoots a little closer and reaches out to touch the side of his face. Very gently, expression soft. ]
Come here?