[Again there's no resistance, a hand even reaching up as if to grip the fabric of a shirt, but...ultimately he just ends up curling his fist a little against Shuichi's chest. No shirt means nothing to grasp on to, but boy he tried. He leans his head against the demon's shoulder as asked, and when Shuichi asks if he really thinks these things...there's a heavy pause before he turns his face a little to hide it in his neck.
A classic "yes but I don't want to admit it" response from him. Yes...yes he does. Those and more, which you'll figure out soon enough.]
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A classic "yes but I don't want to admit it" response from him. Yes...yes he does. Those and more, which you'll figure out soon enough.]