[ The fingers running through his hair reminds him of how loosed and mussed it's gotten from its ponytail, so Allen reaches back to pull the ribbon holding it back loose entirely. He blinks at the question though and is about to clarify -- part? -- before Shouto seems to sober and continues on.
Oh. Right. ... He did that say, didn't he. There's a small flush, and he fidgets a little as he drops his gaze before answering. Finding something about the clasp on Shouto's collar fascinating as he idly plays with it a little. ]
It's just that... it's embarrassing. [ There's another small huff, but he's soothed by the hands on his neck and hair and relaxes further against Shouto, head pillowed against his collar. He winds one arm lightly around his waist in a loose embrace. ]
It isn't like it's something I've ever talked about before, you know.
[ except when passing judgment on others......... ]
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Oh. Right. ... He did that say, didn't he. There's a small flush, and he fidgets a little as he drops his gaze before answering. Finding something about the clasp on Shouto's collar fascinating as he idly plays with it a little. ]
It's just that... it's embarrassing. [ There's another small huff, but he's soothed by the hands on his neck and hair and relaxes further against Shouto, head pillowed against his collar. He winds one arm lightly around his waist in a loose embrace. ]
It isn't like it's something I've ever talked about before, you know.
[ except when passing judgment on others......... ]