[ He leans forward to indulge them both, lifting Allen's chin with the pad of his thumb, meeting him halfway. As the seconds tick by, he grows warm, reflecting the burgeoning feelings with the power to leave him utterly devasted or completely euphoric, and to someone who's spent most of his life numb to the world, he'd choose this every time. It was better to feel something than nothing at all. That's where he and his brother agree.
It's worth it.
Hearing Tim's mechanical squeaking caught Kizu's attention as much as Allen's muffled laughter always catches his. He kisses his moon-kissed hair. His lids, one after the other. His nose. Mouth. Neck. Collar. Slow and indulgent. ]
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It's worth it.
Hearing Tim's mechanical squeaking caught Kizu's attention as much as Allen's muffled laughter always catches his. He kisses his moon-kissed hair. His lids, one after the other. His nose. Mouth. Neck. Collar. Slow and indulgent. ]
He eats more than you.