[ Katsura feels himself practically suffocating in the pillow at this point, fingers clenching into them— he almost forgets that he isn't even really breathing at this point as Sakamoto runs the sink and talks.
Sakamoto's weight on the bed makes him shift, but what actually makes him look up at Sakamoto is the compliment that he gives him. He's extraordinary? On any day, Katsura would look at himself and feel prideful and confident of who he is, but without validation, there was doubt in his heart maybe he wasn't that great of a person.
But here, Tatsuma is making it very clear of what he thinks.
His expression softens as he complies, turning over and lifting his hands to cover up part of his face— possibly to hide a smile that is trying to tug on his usually tight lips. He doesn't give Tatsuma his catch phrase, though he thinks about it for a moment before deciding to not. His voice is very soft, almost a whisper. ]
...—Thank you. [ A pause. ] So are you.. I feel .. [ relaxed, warm, happy ] wonderful.
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Sakamoto's weight on the bed makes him shift, but what actually makes him look up at Sakamoto is the compliment that he gives him. He's extraordinary?
On any day, Katsura would look at himself and feel prideful and confident of who he is, but without validation, there was doubt in his heart maybe he wasn't that great of a person.
But here, Tatsuma is making it very clear of what he thinks.
His expression softens as he complies, turning over and lifting his hands to cover up part of his face— possibly to hide a smile that is trying to tug on his usually tight lips. He doesn't give Tatsuma his catch phrase, though he thinks about it for a moment before deciding to not.
His voice is very soft, almost a whisper. ]
...—Thank you.
[ A pause. ]
So are you..
I feel .. [ relaxed, warm, happy ] wonderful.