[ He keeps his hold on Blue tight even when he withdraws some, gazing right back into his eyes, parts of his subconscious already taking the slightest note of how the frame of his body feels here, the way he carries himself, the way he looks so much healthier. Not that those things matter to Yzak either way when awake (outside of the, concerning ways, you know).
At the question, the thumb of Yzak's hand lightly moves against the softness of his hair. ]
... Just this alone is doing that already.
[ At the end of the day, simple affection, the knowledge that he's wanted usually does the trick to make him happy. He's pretty easy like that. This being a dream doesn't exclude Blue from feeling those things, too, hearing his thoughts. But even though what he speaks outloud to Blue is true, he considers what else could, would also make him happy. With him.
There's emotional contentment there. Physical? Mostly. Blue's arm around him and the palm on his chest feel great, but his heart beats just the slightest bit faster the longer they're there, a want for more than just this bubbling up inside of him. The hand on his hip slides around to the small of his back, fingers splaying, pressing, bringing him closer still. ]
But asking that, you'd better show me the same...!
[ He tips his head in again to catch his lips in another brief kiss. ]
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At the question, the thumb of Yzak's hand lightly moves against the softness of his hair. ]
... Just this alone is doing that already.
[ At the end of the day, simple affection, the knowledge that he's wanted usually does the trick to make him happy. He's pretty easy like that. This being a dream doesn't exclude Blue from feeling those things, too, hearing his thoughts. But even though what he speaks outloud to Blue is true, he considers what else could, would also make him happy. With him.
There's emotional contentment there. Physical? Mostly. Blue's arm around him and the palm on his chest feel great, but his heart beats just the slightest bit faster the longer they're there, a want for more than just this bubbling up inside of him. The hand on his hip slides around to the small of his back, fingers splaying, pressing, bringing him closer still. ]
But asking that, you'd better show me the same...!
[ He tips his head in again to catch his lips in another brief kiss. ]