[He's worried for a moment when Katsuki shifts to sit up, but it's only a moment, there and gone as the other boy presses his lips to Shouto's in an achingly light touch. It's a gentle thing, not quite a kiss, but it's enough that he can feel the curve of that smile against his own lips, and he thinks his heart might shatter at any moment from the sheer sweetness of it. Sweetness and Katsuki are not two words that go hand in hand, and he's fine with that, but if he can have just a few moments like this, it'll be worth it.
When Katsuki pulls away, Shouto's eyes open slowly, filled with something he's not even sure he could name. He doesn't know what this feeling is, but he wants to keep it.]
...Yeah. Better.
[It's okay if he steals another kiss, right? Just one.]
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When Katsuki pulls away, Shouto's eyes open slowly, filled with something he's not even sure he could name. He doesn't know what this feeling is, but he wants to keep it.]
...Yeah. Better.
[It's okay if he steals another kiss, right? Just one.]