[Unfortunately, it's baby koala. While he may be asleep, his hands stay curled tight in Shuichi's shirt, arms locked around him and refusing to let go. The detective would probably have to wake him up to pull away at this point. His face scrunches up just a little as he feels Shuichi try and move, and he buries it more against his chest in response, cheek nuzzling against him almost contently, or pleadingly. It's both, really.
Don't go?? He's happy like this. It's warm and safe and comforting...]
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Don't go?? He's happy like this. It's warm and safe and comforting...]