[ his voice cuts out at the warmth and the weight against his chest, heartbeat quickening and he has no doubt that Komaeda would be able to hear it and feel it.
He cracks open an eye to see what's going on— but just barely, in case Komaeda is looking somehow and he can pretend he didn't do that— but all he sees is the top of his head, closer than he's ever been, and he has to force his arms still before they're tempted to wrap around him and keep him there.
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[ his voice cuts out at the warmth and the weight against his chest, heartbeat quickening and he has no doubt that Komaeda would be able to hear it and feel it.
He cracks open an eye to see what's going on— but just barely, in case Komaeda is looking somehow and he can pretend he didn't do that— but all he sees is the top of his head, closer than he's ever been, and he has to force his arms still before they're tempted to wrap around him and keep him there.
Eyes closed again. ]
You know I would never.