[ Shouto appears from one of the open corridors catching sight of Allen's reflection on the glass paneling. Eyes bright and calling out to him, bare feet step onto the wood with casual grace. 'What is it?' He asks, walking up behind him, setting an arm over one of the handles of his wheelchair, and looking down when he presents him with the cracked glow stick. Allen sets it down on the ground piquing his curiosity. It takes him a few moments to notice the fireflies drifting closer to the light source as if called by some ancient spell that thrums through their bloodline. He glows with excitement and he reminds himself to ask Waver for more glowsticks, a boxful or two. In two days, he'll leave them in the living room for Allen to rummage through, but for now, he simply watches him shine brighter than the artificial light.
Shouto cracks his glowstick at his urging, finding more joy from watching his excitement than from the act itself. He sets it next to the first stick, catching sight of a splash of red and orange in the water. The fish drift closer, mesmerized by the light, hoping for food. He smiles faintly when Allen starts waving the glowstick around to track the fish, and the corner of his mouth curves up, the bare minimum, and it transforms his entire expression. He picks up the other stick, the one he set down, and hands it over to him with a turn of his wrist. It's yours. He settles on the ground, seated cross-legged next to him, watching him through the reflection, and eventually drifts into a light doze, head pressed against his leg.
He wakes sometime later, head lifting, eyes immediately tracking the movement that woke him up - the fish splashing in the water, attempting to eat some of the fireflies that drifted too close. He looks up at Allen, sleep still in his eyes, and finds him safe. He stands, offers dinner and picks up something from town. He'll always ask Allen what he'd like, and those times he gives no answer, he returns with cold soba, which he neatly plates for both of them.
When they go to bed, Shouto sets up the futon every night. When he gets up for patrol in the early hours of the morning, he tries not to wake his companion and changes into his uniform. Blue pants and vest, collar clipped closed, his utility belt and snow boots strapped on and secured. He says goodbye to Allen with a promise to meet him in town for lunch sometimes and makes sure to check the pantry for food and water within easy access before heading out on patrol with a warm feeling in his chest. ]
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Shouto cracks his glowstick at his urging, finding more joy from watching his excitement than from the act itself. He sets it next to the first stick, catching sight of a splash of red and orange in the water. The fish drift closer, mesmerized by the light, hoping for food. He smiles faintly when Allen starts waving the glowstick around to track the fish, and the corner of his mouth curves up, the bare minimum, and it transforms his entire expression. He picks up the other stick, the one he set down, and hands it over to him with a turn of his wrist. It's yours. He settles on the ground, seated cross-legged next to him, watching him through the reflection, and eventually drifts into a light doze, head pressed against his leg.
He wakes sometime later, head lifting, eyes immediately tracking the movement that woke him up - the fish splashing in the water, attempting to eat some of the fireflies that drifted too close. He looks up at Allen, sleep still in his eyes, and finds him safe. He stands, offers dinner and picks up something from town. He'll always ask Allen what he'd like, and those times he gives no answer, he returns with cold soba, which he neatly plates for both of them.
When they go to bed, Shouto sets up the futon every night. When he gets up for patrol in the early hours of the morning, he tries not to wake his companion and changes into his uniform. Blue pants and vest, collar clipped closed, his utility belt and snow boots strapped on and secured. He says goodbye to Allen with a promise to meet him in town for lunch sometimes and makes sure to check the pantry for food and water within easy access before heading out on patrol with a warm feeling in his chest. ]