Though, haaa. [ His eyes focus on the duvet they're sitting on. ]
Sometimes I surprise even myself of the outcome.
[ Katsura leans in again, pressing his weight against Sakamoto, hands meeting his friends' wrists and fingers curling around them. His feet touch the ground under them, pushing slightly, enough to— hopefully— get Sakamoto to fall backwards on his back. Zura will fall with him and climb more comfortably on the bed. He'll just position himself on top of him and hover, the edges of his hair brushing down on their bodies. ]
No matter the circumstance. [ His hands have found a better place to hold; and this time they're holding Sakamoto's hands instead of his wrists. ]
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Sometimes I surprise even myself of the outcome.
[ Katsura leans in again, pressing his weight against Sakamoto, hands meeting his friends' wrists and fingers curling around them. His feet touch the ground under them, pushing slightly, enough to— hopefully— get Sakamoto to fall backwards on his back. Zura will fall with him and climb more comfortably on the bed. He'll just position himself on top of him and hover, the edges of his hair brushing down on their bodies. ]
No matter the circumstance.
[ His hands have found a better place to hold; and this time they're holding Sakamoto's hands instead of his wrists. ]