[ Ah... it makes something catch and clog in his throat when you look at him like that, you know? So many ways people have looked at him in his life, and the way Shouto does... It isn't like anyone else ever has. It touches something that makes his eyes mist every time, and it's hard for him to even pull apart way.
A little overcome, he clutches Shouto back in response and melts into that tight embrace. Cradling him to him with his fingers in his hair and legs fit around his hips, Allen's own loose hair a cascade around them both as all he can do for a moment is hold on while his heart hammers wildly through the thin material of his shirt. The papers from before now laying in a pile of slight disarray near the foot of the mattress. ]
I'm home.
[ He says it softly yet like someone would also swear a vow. Holding on so very tightly, and yet feeling so small in Shouto's embrace in that moment too.
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A little overcome, he clutches Shouto back in response and melts into that tight embrace. Cradling him to him with his fingers in his hair and legs fit around his hips, Allen's own loose hair a cascade around them both as all he can do for a moment is hold on while his heart hammers wildly through the thin material of his shirt. The papers from before now laying in a pile of slight disarray near the foot of the mattress. ]
I'm home.
[ He says it softly yet like someone would also swear a vow. Holding on so very tightly, and yet feeling so small in Shouto's embrace in that moment too.
Your home, like you're mine. ]