[ He can guess what that silent look is about, and just smiles softly if a little apologetically in response. He didn't mean it to brush aside his feelings, but... he doesn't know what to say in response to that, either. Other than I don't want you to feel like it's a race or about the destination... and sometimes I feel like I'm the one who needs to catch up with you on some things. But--
If you feel like it is, I'll wait.
He bites the inside of his lip lightly at the admittance though, thoughtfully, as there's a pleasant flutter in his chest. Being wanted, after all, being wanted for yourself and invited a place...
...being wanted and knowing your existence can bring another joy...
Allen sits back up, hips shifting as he straightens and brings his hands up to cup Shouto's face gently. Tipping his chin up ever so slightly as he leans down to kiss him, soft and unhurried. ]
I'm here. [ It's a promise gently whispered into the kiss. His eyes hooded by lashes heavy and white as drifts of snow, and Allen presses another tender kiss to the corner of his mouth. ]
Because what I want... [ Another kiss, sweet and warm, just under his eye as fingers along his jaw lightly encourage Shouto to turn his head just so. The air around them feeling fragile and gentle as his own heart flutters with the butterfly exhilaration. ]
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If you feel like it is, I'll wait.
He bites the inside of his lip lightly at the admittance though, thoughtfully, as there's a pleasant flutter in his chest. Being wanted, after all, being wanted for yourself and invited a place...
...being wanted and knowing your existence can bring another joy...
Allen sits back up, hips shifting as he straightens and brings his hands up to cup Shouto's face gently. Tipping his chin up ever so slightly as he leans down to kiss him, soft and unhurried. ]
I'm here. [ It's a promise gently whispered into the kiss. His eyes hooded by lashes heavy and white as drifts of snow, and Allen presses another tender kiss to the corner of his mouth. ]
Because what I want... [ Another kiss, sweet and warm, just under his eye as fingers along his jaw lightly encourage Shouto to turn his head just so. The air around them feeling fragile and gentle as his own heart flutters with the butterfly exhilaration. ]
It's you, too.