( Just like that, and the warmth that was shared between them is already fading. It feels especially noticeable in these lower levels— or maybe Esikko was just a little extra worked up from all the blood. That had to be it. Still laying down in the shadow of their created warmth, Esikko's now free hand runs fingers through his own hair, idly, as if to fix it a little, and his eyes slide to follow Dabi's reaching arm.
It's not as if he didn't expect him to leave right after. He did, it would be weird if he didn't— so why does he feel disappointed? )
Mm.
( Ridiculous, he's being ridiculous, even as he smiles with his own words. It's making him antsy, is all— like he wants to fidget, move, do something. But there's no space to do it in this hole of a room, anyway. He looks back to where Dabi had been laying just a moment earlier, allowing his hand to drop back there. )
Well, if you find yourself with the same issue again, you know where to find me.
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It's not as if he didn't expect him to leave right after. He did, it would be weird if he didn't— so why does he feel disappointed? )
Mm.
( Ridiculous, he's being ridiculous, even as he smiles with his own words. It's making him antsy, is all— like he wants to fidget, move, do something. But there's no space to do it in this hole of a room, anyway. He looks back to where Dabi had been laying just a moment earlier, allowing his hand to drop back there. )
Well, if you find yourself with the same issue again, you know where to find me.