Of course! I'm good at all kinds of stuff like that.
[Which is a meandering, vague thing to say, but Kashuu's affected by Souji's drowsiness and it's starting to get too hard to string words together in an even remotely intelligent way. He shifts away a little as Souji rearranges their blanket nest to give him room - he never really means to end up sprawled partially over him, okay - and makes a small noise of contentment. He also knows that things won't magically be fixed, just like they weren't magically fixed when he first showed up in Cerealia or how they were still a little stilted and strange after that promise they made, but this is still fine. One step at a time, right? One step at a time. If they meet any more hurdles in the future, they can deal with it as it comes, as they've done every time before.
Kashuu isn't entirely asleep by the time Souji says that, but he's drifting in that pleasant state of semi-consciousness that makes it hard to focus, hard to parse what's being said. But he understands the warmth of those words, and even though he'd just heard them, it still fills him with a sense of purpose and belonging. I love you is such a simple thing, but it's all he ever really wants in the end. When he heard it from Haru for the first time, he was almost afraid that he might cry. Hearing it from Souji is different, more complex for many reasons, but there's no denying that it makes him just as happy.
He doesn't return them just yet; not verbally, anyway. He only curls closer still, fingers tangled up in fabric and Souji's hair, listening to the steady rhythm of his heart as it beats away inside of his chest. It may not be as strong as it could be, and it certainly won't last forever, but he'll treasure it even more now, while he has the chance.]
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[Which is a meandering, vague thing to say, but Kashuu's affected by Souji's drowsiness and it's starting to get too hard to string words together in an even remotely intelligent way. He shifts away a little as Souji rearranges their blanket nest to give him room - he never really means to end up sprawled partially over him, okay - and makes a small noise of contentment. He also knows that things won't magically be fixed, just like they weren't magically fixed when he first showed up in Cerealia or how they were still a little stilted and strange after that promise they made, but this is still fine. One step at a time, right? One step at a time. If they meet any more hurdles in the future, they can deal with it as it comes, as they've done every time before.
Kashuu isn't entirely asleep by the time Souji says that, but he's drifting in that pleasant state of semi-consciousness that makes it hard to focus, hard to parse what's being said. But he understands the warmth of those words, and even though he'd just heard them, it still fills him with a sense of purpose and belonging. I love you is such a simple thing, but it's all he ever really wants in the end. When he heard it from Haru for the first time, he was almost afraid that he might cry. Hearing it from Souji is different, more complex for many reasons, but there's no denying that it makes him just as happy.
He doesn't return them just yet; not verbally, anyway. He only curls closer still, fingers tangled up in fabric and Souji's hair, listening to the steady rhythm of his heart as it beats away inside of his chest. It may not be as strong as it could be, and it certainly won't last forever, but he'll treasure it even more now, while he has the chance.]