[Thoughts? Dreams?? He has stuff??? Maybe he'd managed to fall asleep, after all. Maybe he's dreaming right now. That honestly seems like the likelier prospect right now. Because this conversation can't really be happening, can it? Especially when Izuku starts doing that thing he does, and Shouto blinks himself back into the conversation in time to hear the other boy mumbling to himself about experimenting with fingers and thinking about Shouto while--
Yeah. Yeah, it's gotta be a dream.
Except that kiss feels so very real, and Izuku's muscular arms around his waist are just as real, and his skin is warm underneath Shouto's palm and that noise he makes is definitely doing things to Shouto that don't really happen in dreams. Or, well--they do, but it generally doesn't pinch, in a dream, and he shifts a little, trying to adjust things without drawing attention to them.
Of course, what Izuku says next is enough to make all thought of that drop from his mind, too.]
You...?
[Love. He loves. He...]
...Am I dreaming?
[It sounds a little silly, maybe, but honestly, he's not sure even now.]
[Izuku blinks at him a couple times, taking those words in, before his mouth curls up into a half shy, but half amused smile. He might be dense in some matters, but he's a pretty quick thinker most of the time, so he puts something together.] That... sounds like it implies you dream about me... you know... saying that to you... Is that true, Shouto...? Do you really dream about me? [His cheeks might still be blushing something hard, but that grin of amusement doesn't drop, and he can feel the stretch in his cheeks from how wide it is.]
To answer your question... No. No, you're not dreaming. I really... [He lifts a hand up to press it gently against Shouto's face, right on his right along his scar and running his thumb gently along it.] really do.
[And then he pauses, and because he's Izuku, does go off a bit into nerd land.] I mean, if you are dreaming, then I'd have to be dreaming too, because we're interacting, but I've dreamed about something like this happening before, so I could be the one dreaming, but if it is, then it's a really really good one... or it could be a shared dream, but that would be really weird because there's nobody nearby us with that kind of power, at least not that I'm aware of, so... no, I'm pretty sure we're both awake. [And then he smiles warmly at Shouto again.] In any case, I can definitely understand that feeling...
[Okay, so it's Shouto's turn to fluster, cheeks bright pink. Has he dreamed about Izuku? Yes, way more than once, and while some of those dreams have been soft and romantic, more than a few have definitely been much, much more graphic. Even with Izuku having said everything he's said so far, Shouto's not sure he's ready to start divulging that, though. Maybe eventually--maybe later tonight, even, if he finds the courage--but not right now. (that teasing tone in Izuku's voice is probably going to be making an appearance in the next set, though. He's pretty much doomed.)
Fortunately, Izuku doesn't make him answer. He just presses his palm to Shouto's cheek, and Shouto rests his own hand on the back of it, laughing softly as Izuku starts to do that thing he does, some knot of tension in his chest loosening as something warm curls through his body.]
Okay. Okay, so it's not a dream. But...the answer's yes. Yeah. I have dreamed about you. More than a few times. About us, like this. Not stuck in a cabin, exactly, but...together. Just us. Me telling you how I feel, and you telling me you feel the same way.
[Is this his way of saying 'I love you, too'? Kind of, yeah.]
[Izuku tilts his face to the side slightly while closing his eyes, smiling, and making a little hee sound.] I understand. [Shouto doesn't need to tell him for him to get it.
Opening his eyes so he can look at him properly, Izuku asks:] So... what do you want to do now...? I can... go get the... the thing... [He's really going to have to work on not being embarrassed to use the actual words for things like 'lube'.] Or we can just stay here and keep on what we were doing! I'm really good with that too. [Because he absolutely needs more kisses with Shouto. He feels like he hasn't had even close to enough to be content and satisfied, and there's something about making out in front of a warm fireplace that has a little thrill shooting through him.] I'm comfortable with whatever you're comfortable with.
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Yeah. Yeah, it's gotta be a dream.
Except that kiss feels so very real, and Izuku's muscular arms around his waist are just as real, and his skin is warm underneath Shouto's palm and that noise he makes is definitely doing things to Shouto that don't really happen in dreams. Or, well--they do, but it generally doesn't pinch, in a dream, and he shifts a little, trying to adjust things without drawing attention to them.
Of course, what Izuku says next is enough to make all thought of that drop from his mind, too.]
You...?
[Love. He loves. He...]
...Am I dreaming?
[It sounds a little silly, maybe, but honestly, he's not sure even now.]
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To answer your question... No. No, you're not dreaming. I really... [He lifts a hand up to press it gently against Shouto's face, right on his right along his scar and running his thumb gently along it.] really do.
[And then he pauses, and because he's Izuku, does go off a bit into nerd land.] I mean, if you are dreaming, then I'd have to be dreaming too, because we're interacting, but I've dreamed about something like this happening before, so I could be the one dreaming, but if it is, then it's a really really good one... or it could be a shared dream, but that would be really weird because there's nobody nearby us with that kind of power, at least not that I'm aware of, so... no, I'm pretty sure we're both awake. [And then he smiles warmly at Shouto again.] In any case, I can definitely understand that feeling...
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[Okay, so it's Shouto's turn to fluster, cheeks bright pink. Has he dreamed about Izuku? Yes, way more than once, and while some of those dreams have been soft and romantic, more than a few have definitely been much, much more graphic. Even with Izuku having said everything he's said so far, Shouto's not sure he's ready to start divulging that, though. Maybe eventually--maybe later tonight, even, if he finds the courage--but not right now. (that teasing tone in Izuku's voice is probably going to be making an appearance in the next set, though. He's pretty much doomed.)
Fortunately, Izuku doesn't make him answer. He just presses his palm to Shouto's cheek, and Shouto rests his own hand on the back of it, laughing softly as Izuku starts to do that thing he does, some knot of tension in his chest loosening as something warm curls through his body.]
Okay. Okay, so it's not a dream. But...the answer's yes. Yeah. I have dreamed about you. More than a few times. About us, like this. Not stuck in a cabin, exactly, but...together. Just us. Me telling you how I feel, and you telling me you feel the same way.
[Is this his way of saying 'I love you, too'? Kind of, yeah.]
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Opening his eyes so he can look at him properly, Izuku asks:] So... what do you want to do now...? I can... go get the... the thing... [He's really going to have to work on not being embarrassed to use the actual words for things like 'lube'.] Or we can just stay here and keep on what we were doing! I'm really good with that too. [Because he absolutely needs more kisses with Shouto. He feels like he hasn't had even close to enough to be content and satisfied, and there's something about making out in front of a warm fireplace that has a little thrill shooting through him.] I'm comfortable with whatever you're comfortable with.