[ But... something inside of him freezes up at the idea before he can. Going outside, having eyes on him-- the scared rabbit that's been inside him and overriding his instincts since the month began grabs control again and he becomes quiet. Seemingly thoughtful, and he is as he reigns in that brief sense of panic because it's ridiculous that he has it, but also tensing a little.
The tension passes as pushes the irrational fear back down, and he breathes out softly. He can't offer it, not because he didn't successfully smother his anxiousness—but because if he did he knows it would seize him at some point out there and cause Shouto stress. ]
Whatever is easy. [ It's a gentler murmur, reaching for Shouto's hand and threading their fingers together before letting his eyes close peaceably. Staying pressed warmly side to side. ]
What I like best is just being able to spend time with you.
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The tension passes as pushes the irrational fear back down, and he breathes out softly. He can't offer it, not because he didn't successfully smother his anxiousness—but because if he did he knows it would seize him at some point out there and cause Shouto stress. ]
Whatever is easy. [ It's a gentler murmur, reaching for Shouto's hand and threading their fingers together before letting his eyes close peaceably. Staying pressed warmly side to side. ]
What I like best is just being able to spend time with you.
[ Even over food. ]