[ A simple declaration with none of the customary bells and whistles that usually accompanied such things. He means it too. Every word. Keeps track of his movements when he takes the bowl from his hands and sets it down. There's a questioning look in his eyes, subtle in a way that is infinitely intertwined with him. A look that's reflected in his omen's mismatched eyes that settle on him even as she goes translucent in shimmering gold that drips upwards. She's gone by the time their lips meet.
No rush. No need to hurry. Quietly, like a cat settling into a welcomed touch, Shouto relaxes into the kiss, shifting slightly to direct Allen to a better angle. ]
I like being with you too.
[ He says, closing his eyes to better listen to the bright and happy sound that would always catch his attention. ]
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No rush. No need to hurry. Quietly, like a cat settling into a welcomed touch, Shouto relaxes into the kiss, shifting slightly to direct Allen to a better angle. ]
I like being with you too.
[ He says, closing his eyes to better listen to the bright and happy sound that would always catch his attention. ]
I like it when you laugh.