Date: 2016-02-01 05:39 am (UTC)From: [personal profile] twelfth_labour
twelfth_labour: (; we are standing on the edge)
[Ulterior motives are picked up on when her hands stick around for longer than it ought to take to fix his hair. He doesn't mind, he makes no gesture or noise to say he does either leaving her to do as pleased. She can, her touches welcome unlike any other's. Nill while precious to him doesn't have the same touch when holding his face in listening, she's of her own specialness as Naoto is to her own.]

That's not a bad thing. I like different.

[He likes her, no shortage of cheesy line he misses in saying what crops up on mind. It's never on purpose, he speaks easier around her no longer having to choose his words wisely. There are times and places it doesn't apply, but alone and basking in normality is a point he doesn't think hard on what to say to her.

A soft hum comes at the gentle pass at his cheek. His hand rest about her hip with bottle, the other rising to take hers in pressing to his cheek. He's happy here, like this, his eyes closing and breathing slowing.
]

Only because you made me feel so first.
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