[ It's the first time Allen's ever let himself feel like that, protected by someone without feeling guilty for it; like he should reject it on some level. Even when he was a small child. Why it rattles the whole of him in such a good way, fills his heart up with a hope that comes from joy and not necessity and sets it alight in color. Because being able to love while being loved... it's poetry.
And that just feels right.
They're breahtaking, Shouto's smiles. But something more than that now too, the warmth in his eyes, even when he's looked warmly at him before-- Allen laughs softly, happy disbelief and joyous little sound that gets lost in the kiss. Are you... that isn't teasing him, is it? Shouto who's always so serious, but whose eyes seem to suggest he's laughing. Heart soaring, one hand threads back into his hair again, holding him in place as they kiss again at their leisure in what feels like nurturing that joy together. Planting more seeds to bloom and flourish, and making something new and beautiful. ]
Only if you're offering. [ Said with a playful and lightly challenging sparkle in his eyes, a soft laugh still under his breath at the thought that maybe that was a tease, as he kisses the corner of his mouth with an easygoing kind of joy. His left hand settles along the lower part of his back, idly rubbing a pattern along the dip there with his thumb. ]
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And that just feels right.
They're breahtaking, Shouto's smiles. But something more than that now too, the warmth in his eyes, even when he's looked warmly at him before-- Allen laughs softly, happy disbelief and joyous little sound that gets lost in the kiss. Are you... that isn't teasing him, is it? Shouto who's always so serious, but whose eyes seem to suggest he's laughing. Heart soaring, one hand threads back into his hair again, holding him in place as they kiss again at their leisure in what feels like nurturing that joy together. Planting more seeds to bloom and flourish, and making something new and beautiful. ]
Only if you're offering. [ Said with a playful and lightly challenging sparkle in his eyes, a soft laugh still under his breath at the thought that maybe that was a tease, as he kisses the corner of his mouth with an easygoing kind of joy. His left hand settles along the lower part of his back, idly rubbing a pattern along the dip there with his thumb. ]
I think you already promised me some.