[Shuichi pulls his head back entirely so that he can lay it down on his pillow and gaze into Kokichi's eyes. A small smile plays around the corners of his lips and his gaze is so full of love it's almost palpable.]
[Hell, thanks to their synchrony, it actually kind of is. It's not tangible, but Kokichi should be able to feel it nevertheless.]
To me, you'll always be a summer breeze...the playful ones that blow through pinwheels and windchimes and utterly fail to make the heat more bearable without the help of a fan.
[He loves you, Kokichi, but you're a little shit.]
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[Shuichi pulls his head back entirely so that he can lay it down on his pillow and gaze into Kokichi's eyes. A small smile plays around the corners of his lips and his gaze is so full of love it's almost palpable.]
[Hell, thanks to their synchrony, it actually kind of is. It's not tangible, but Kokichi should be able to feel it nevertheless.]
To me, you'll always be a summer breeze...the playful ones that blow through pinwheels and windchimes and utterly fail to make the heat more bearable without the help of a fan.
[He loves you, Kokichi, but you're a little shit.]