[There's so much to lose. So much for both of them, but it's too late to turn back now. He doesn't think either of them could turn back, not without destroying whatever this nameless thing is. And that's the last thing he wants.
Still, he can't help the rush of nerves as he says those words out loud. He can feel Katsuki's eyes on him, can feel that exhalation against his face, and as Katsuki lets go of his hands, Shouto opens his eyes to see Katsuki staring right back at him, an unfamiliar look on his face.
There are those hands on his face, and Shouto lifts his own to rest lightly on Katsuki's forearms, muscular and strong and warm and weirdly familiar. Something grounding in the midst of all this new.
....Weird.
Katsuki's laugh is short, but not cruel, and Shouto just...offers him the smallest ghost of a smile.]
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Still, he can't help the rush of nerves as he says those words out loud. He can feel Katsuki's eyes on him, can feel that exhalation against his face, and as Katsuki lets go of his hands, Shouto opens his eyes to see Katsuki staring right back at him, an unfamiliar look on his face.
There are those hands on his face, and Shouto lifts his own to rest lightly on Katsuki's forearms, muscular and strong and warm and weirdly familiar. Something grounding in the midst of all this new.
....Weird.
Katsuki's laugh is short, but not cruel, and Shouto just...offers him the smallest ghost of a smile.]
...Is that such a bad thing?