[Out of all of the people to ever exist, Katsuki wouldn't have entertained the idea of spending time with Shouto outside of training or class. He certainly didn't expect he'd make a habit out of cuddling with him when Cordis, and on occasion the triple moons, hit. He didn't think he'd do that with anyone.
Yet here they are, the first morning of the triple moon, on Shouto's couch under a fortress of blankets and covers. Shouto probably did that because he knows Katsuki gets cold. Bastard. He's still not quite awake, content to stay asleep curled up next to Shouto for as long as possible, nuzzling his neck with his face, an oversized, floppy ear crooked and lodged between Shouto's shoulder and cheek.
His small, round nose lightly puffs air against Shouto's skin, and he presses a soft paw against his shoulder. Shouto smells good. He can practically feel his heartbeat. Let him sleep.]
March Triple Moon
Yet here they are, the first morning of the triple moon, on Shouto's couch under a fortress of blankets and covers. Shouto probably did that because he knows Katsuki gets cold. Bastard. He's still not quite awake, content to stay asleep curled up next to Shouto for as long as possible, nuzzling his neck with his face, an oversized, floppy ear crooked and lodged between Shouto's shoulder and cheek.
His small, round nose lightly puffs air against Shouto's skin, and he presses a soft paw against his shoulder. Shouto smells good. He can practically feel his heartbeat. Let him sleep.]