[Paul suppresses a twitch under Kaworu's passing thumb; he pushes down the urge to grip tighter, startled and pleased. It's not the first time Kaworu has mirrored back that particular quirk of affection, but -
He didn't know how much he liked being echoed. He didn't know he liked this. There's a trace of that surprise in his glance at Kaworu, a surprise radiating inward and outward.]
Of course I'll keep it. After all this?
[Impulsively, he reaches out to set two fingers under Kaworu's jaw, tilting it up and towards him gently. The gesture feels familiar, even though he's never done it before. (Silhouettes in a doorway, talking quietly, thinking him asleep.)]
Take your time. I'm not in a rush.
[He draws his fingers back and finds his face a little further flushed, which must mean he's processing the alcohol, which must mean -]
We should get some more drinks. What are you having?
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He didn't know how much he liked being echoed. He didn't know he liked this. There's a trace of that surprise in his glance at Kaworu, a surprise radiating inward and outward.]
Of course I'll keep it. After all this?
[Impulsively, he reaches out to set two fingers under Kaworu's jaw, tilting it up and towards him gently. The gesture feels familiar, even though he's never done it before. (Silhouettes in a doorway, talking quietly, thinking him asleep.)]
Take your time. I'm not in a rush.
[He draws his fingers back and finds his face a little further flushed, which must mean he's processing the alcohol, which must mean -]
We should get some more drinks. What are you having?