No...? [ He sounds a little distracted, eyes flickering for a moment across Shouto's face before focusing finally. He hesitates then, pressing his lips together and flushing lightly in trying to figure out how to actually respond. Or how he even wants to. Oh. ]
No, it's nothing like that. [ He reaffirms with more certainty, hands loosening to not be gripping at his pajamas quite so tightly. Hesitates again, eyes flickering to Shouto's shoulder like he's too shy to look at him directly and becoming a bit fidgety. How does he explain when his own brain wants to skitter away from it but he doesn't want to make him feel discouraged--
He plays with the collar of his shirt, stalling in trying to wrestle with his own feelings on the matter more than even explaining them. ]
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No...? [ He sounds a little distracted, eyes flickering for a moment across Shouto's face before focusing finally. He hesitates then, pressing his lips together and flushing lightly in trying to figure out how to actually respond. Or how he even wants to. Oh. ]
No, it's nothing like that. [ He reaffirms with more certainty, hands loosening to not be gripping at his pajamas quite so tightly. Hesitates again, eyes flickering to Shouto's shoulder like he's too shy to look at him directly and becoming a bit fidgety. How does he explain when his own brain wants to skitter away from it but he doesn't want to make him feel discouraged--
He plays with the collar of his shirt, stalling in trying to wrestle with his own feelings on the matter more than even explaining them. ]
Could you... keep doing that?