[He blinks blearily. It is warmer in Shouto's kitchen, which is helpful, even if it takes time for his body to adjust. Come to think of it, Shouto's pretty war--
What the fuck is wrong with him, and why is he hovering behind Shouto, his wings raining their annoying shitty fairyfucking dust??? Katsuki jumps back, snarling. It takes him a moment to realize what he said. That's not what he meant at all, but he'll take it.]
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[He blinks blearily. It is warmer in Shouto's kitchen, which is helpful, even if it takes time for his body to adjust. Come to think of it, Shouto's pretty war--
What the fuck is wrong with him, and why is he hovering behind Shouto, his wings raining their annoying shitty fairyfucking dust??? Katsuki jumps back, snarling. It takes him a moment to realize what he said. That's not what he meant at all, but he'll take it.]
I'm surprised you're prepared.