[ Katsura has a hard time looking into Sakamoto's eyes, so he keeps them downcast, but his smile only increases the more that Sakamoto talks. Again, maybe Sakamoto is what he needs right now.. maybe more of Sakamoto is something he needs right now. If this feels good, what about— something else? Ah, should he really be thinking that way too? What about his years of keeping reserved and to himself? He was so stubborn about change— he saw Takasugi change; he made Gintoki promise him to never change... but maybe change couldn't always be helped.
Katsura isn't one to be too handsy with people— there are select people he would just throw his arms around, and Sakamoto is definitely one of them. Though, their touching this evening seems more gentle— fragile.
Is that so bad?
His hand lifts, tracing along Sakamoto's jawline until he goes ahead and— lifts his head higher to plant a warm, lingering kiss on top of Sakamoto's forehead. It doesn't stop there, because his head slowly moves, planting another tender kiss on the arch of his cheek before muttering: ]
Thank you for always being so kind. [ to him. ]
Knowing you also relate to what we have lost; knowing you feel the same pain I feel.. it makes me feel less alone.
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Katsura isn't one to be too handsy with people— there are select people he would just throw his arms around, and Sakamoto is definitely one of them. Though, their touching this evening seems more gentle— fragile.
Is that so bad?
His hand lifts, tracing along Sakamoto's jawline until he goes ahead and—
lifts his head higher to plant a warm, lingering kiss on top of Sakamoto's forehead. It doesn't stop there, because his head slowly moves, planting another tender kiss on the arch of his cheek before muttering: ]
Thank you for always being so kind.
[ to him. ]
Knowing you also relate to what we have lost; knowing you feel the same pain I feel.. it makes me feel less alone.