[The words are a low murmur, barely a mumble. And yet they're almost weirdly affectionate. Katsuki's loud. It's just who he is, and how he deals with a lot of things, including discomfort or awkwardness. He's been learning that, these last six months and more. He's been learning a lot about the other boy. The feeling of their legs tangled together. The strength in that muscled arm pulling him closer, a comforting weight around his shoulders. The smell of him all around.
Shouto's fingers slip a little lower, then slide underneath Katsuki's shirt, brushing bare skin. He just wants more contact. He always does, during Cordis.]
I asked if you wanted to.
[Maybe he should clarify. If he's half dozing, maybe Katsuki is, too?]
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[The words are a low murmur, barely a mumble. And yet they're almost weirdly affectionate. Katsuki's loud. It's just who he is, and how he deals with a lot of things, including discomfort or awkwardness. He's been learning that, these last six months and more. He's been learning a lot about the other boy. The feeling of their legs tangled together. The strength in that muscled arm pulling him closer, a comforting weight around his shoulders. The smell of him all around.
Shouto's fingers slip a little lower, then slide underneath Katsuki's shirt, brushing bare skin. He just wants more contact. He always does, during Cordis.]
I asked if you wanted to.
[Maybe he should clarify. If he's half dozing, maybe Katsuki is, too?]
Go camping?