[the movement is so sudden that Edamura has no choice but to go with it. to be propped up as arms glide around his shoulders, squeezing him impossibly close, face suddenly tucked to chest. from this proximity, he can hear the gentle thrum of Rom's heart beating against his cheek, and any surprised noise that may have threatened to spring to life immediately dies in the back of his throat. whatever he had expected from that simple, easy, completely nonchalant tidbit of honesty. . . it wasn't this]
[. . .]
[. . . though he doesn't mind this. likes it, even. it's a marvel, how impactful such a simple gesture can be. not dissimilar to the effect that gentle thumb roaming across his knuckles had been. is he truly this starved for affection? or is it just--]
[-- no. it's not that he's desperate. it's just the person he's here with]
[another small huff, but Edamura snakes his own arms around Rom's back, linking fingers together at the bottom. his hold is much looser, but no less affectionate as a tiny, breathless laugh tumbles from his lips]
no subject
[the movement is so sudden that Edamura has no choice but to go with it. to be propped up as arms glide around his shoulders, squeezing him impossibly close, face suddenly tucked to chest. from this proximity, he can hear the gentle thrum of Rom's heart beating against his cheek, and any surprised noise that may have threatened to spring to life immediately dies in the back of his throat. whatever he had expected from that simple, easy, completely nonchalant tidbit of honesty. . . it wasn't this]
[. . .]
[. . . though he doesn't mind this. likes it, even. it's a marvel, how impactful such a simple gesture can be. not dissimilar to the effect that gentle thumb roaming across his knuckles had been. is he truly this starved for affection? or is it just--]
[-- no. it's not that he's desperate. it's just the person he's here with]
[another small huff, but Edamura snakes his own arms around Rom's back, linking fingers together at the bottom. his hold is much looser, but no less affectionate as a tiny, breathless laugh tumbles from his lips]
Sure. . . take as many as you want.
. . . sap.
[SAYS THIS GUY!!!]