That touch... that light, gentle touch on his cheek... has his own expression softening as well in wonder, has his heart skipping a few beats.
... surely, all just effects of the drink... akira's touches and his reactions to them— all of it was... induced, not real...
With that thought, he slides under the covers as well, hesitating a moment before moving forward to wrap his arms around Kurusu. His breath catches a little at how intimate it feels, skin against skin, and he practically melts into it, snuggling right up to the other man.
Tomorrow, this would be no more than a dream, so for this moment, he was going to soak it up like every second was his last.]
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That touch... that light, gentle touch on his cheek... has his own expression softening as well in wonder, has his heart skipping a few beats.
... surely, all just effects of the drink... akira's touches and his reactions to them— all of it was... induced, not real...
With that thought, he slides under the covers as well, hesitating a moment before moving forward to wrap his arms around Kurusu. His breath catches a little at how intimate it feels, skin against skin, and he practically melts into it, snuggling right up to the other man.
Tomorrow, this would be no more than a dream, so for this moment, he was going to soak it up like every second was his last.]