[The touch. The words. Much of what happened he could dismiss as the effects of the dust. Not this. For a brief moment, he's caught staring in open surprise and wonder...
But his incredulity is quickly overriden by empathy, and his gaze softens at the redhead. He.. knows exactly how he feels, and it prompts him to move forward, giving the other teen a gentle headbutt. His lips move soundlessly.
I'm sorry.
But his eyes widen when the touch comes to his cheek, and his gaze immediately flicks over to the other boy. He's caught for a moment, breath wavering, slightly unsteady at that thumb so gently carressing his skin, and when he feels it start to move away, there's a moment of— panic?
His hand flies up in a quick hurry to arrest Akira's and press it to his cheek again. He blushes... rather darkly at the realization of what he did, and closes his eyes to hide the conflict. These fleeting moments of affection are too cruel. At least now, while they're like this, let it happen. Let them be warm and affectionate without worry for the consequences.
Please...
Even the hand on Kurama's arm is pressing just a bit, asking him to be as close as possible. At least for a few moments, they can lie here and pretend that everything's not as fucked up as it really is. That all of them aren't miles away from the people they love, whether literally or figuratively.]
HELLA
But his incredulity is quickly overriden by empathy, and his gaze softens at the redhead. He.. knows exactly how he feels, and it prompts him to move forward, giving the other teen a gentle headbutt. His lips move soundlessly.
I'm sorry.
But his eyes widen when the touch comes to his cheek, and his gaze immediately flicks over to the other boy. He's caught for a moment, breath wavering, slightly unsteady at that thumb so gently carressing his skin, and when he feels it start to move away, there's a moment of— panic?
His hand flies up in a quick hurry to arrest Akira's and press it to his cheek again. He blushes... rather darkly at the realization of what he did, and closes his eyes to hide the conflict. These fleeting moments of affection are too cruel. At least now, while they're like this, let it happen. Let them be warm and affectionate without worry for the consequences.
Please...
Even the hand on Kurama's arm is pressing just a bit, asking him to be as close as possible. At least for a few moments, they can lie here and pretend that everything's not as fucked up as it really is. That all of them aren't miles away from the people they love, whether literally or figuratively.]