[ Does she really understand what he's thinking? He doesn't even get it himself, so for her to get it without him wasting a single word on it.. Itsuki's not too sure if that's possible. But on the other hand, she's seen through him when it came to just about anything else - maybe she really is psychic.
Not that he has too much time to wonder about it. Almost as if on cue, like following an order from her, his brain starts to turn itself off. It's alright. He doesn't have to think too much about these things. He's right here, nice and warm and comfortable with her, and she's saying she doesn't want him to leave. She wants him to stay.
It only takes a few more moments for sleep to completely claim Itsuki, cuddled up as close to her as possible and still clinging onto Kiyomi. As long as he doesn't open his mouth, there's something oddly adorable about him, really. ]
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Not that he has too much time to wonder about it. Almost as if on cue, like following an order from her, his brain starts to turn itself off. It's alright. He doesn't have to think too much about these things. He's right here, nice and warm and comfortable with her, and she's saying she doesn't want him to leave. She wants him to stay.
It only takes a few more moments for sleep to completely claim Itsuki, cuddled up as close to her as possible and still clinging onto Kiyomi. As long as he doesn't open his mouth, there's something oddly adorable about him, really. ]