[There is a kind of comfort to this still happening, even though there's no moon influence. They might not know what they're doing, but they're doing it together, and it's mutual.
As his eyes half open, Shouto takes in that flush on Katsuki's cheeks, the way his hair is a bit of a mess and falling into his face, and without thinking he lifts that hand from Katsuki's leg to push his hair back, thumb brushing against the other boy's temple as the touch lingers against his jaw.]
...Yeah?
[Not that he couldn't tell, just that...it's still a little hard to believe. That this could happen. That Katsuki likes this as much as he does. And maybe--]
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As his eyes half open, Shouto takes in that flush on Katsuki's cheeks, the way his hair is a bit of a mess and falling into his face, and without thinking he lifts that hand from Katsuki's leg to push his hair back, thumb brushing against the other boy's temple as the touch lingers against his jaw.]
...Yeah?
[Not that he couldn't tell, just that...it's still a little hard to believe. That this could happen. That Katsuki likes this as much as he does. And maybe--]
--We could do more of it. If you want.