[ For a while Allen would always have a momentary spike of nerves from uncertainty when the fire and ice would thread through his hair, breathtaking that it was, because it might mean he was becoming overwhelmed and it was about to spill over and what if they did burn down the house. But he's started to get a better feel for when it's just a beautiful indicator of the sentiment in his heart, and it seems like Shouto has too, and it's part of why he's always so happy to wait for him.
Properly? He flushes lightly at that, shivery, and can only stare with a soft and appreciative look when he takes his left hand to kiss it so sincerely. It makes his heart swell, more than he could ever properly put into words or explain. When did his life become so good?
No, really. When did it?
So he smiles, a little shy and secretive, as he gives a nod and draws close, letting his arms wind behind Shouto's neck. Something playful and loving a glimmer in his pale eyes, Allen bumps their noses gently in a fond kind of nuzzle as he's spurred on by a sense of sentimentality. Of everything coming around full circle, and lost in Shouto's he smiles knowingly because of it at asking something he never does. ]
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Properly? He flushes lightly at that, shivery, and can only stare with a soft and appreciative look when he takes his left hand to kiss it so sincerely. It makes his heart swell, more than he could ever properly put into words or explain. When did his life become so good?
No, really. When did it?
So he smiles, a little shy and secretive, as he gives a nod and draws close, letting his arms wind behind Shouto's neck. Something playful and loving a glimmer in his pale eyes, Allen bumps their noses gently in a fond kind of nuzzle as he's spurred on by a sense of sentimentality. Of everything coming around full circle, and lost in Shouto's he smiles knowingly because of it at asking something he never does. ]
Carry me?