[ ryuu's always been open with his affections, and for someone like tenn, who's used to isolation and not so much to overt physical displays of affection, it can get overwhelming at times.
not this time, though. where their hands meet, tenn's slender fingers twined with ryuu's larger ones, is a warm spark, a pleasant feeling that probably is from the chroma, the energy being shared, enough that tenn unconsciously seeks out more of it, his grip tightening just minutely, probably enough for ryuu to feel it, the position of their hands shifting slightly.
tenn blinks the sleep out of his eyes, once, twice, just enough to look up at ryuu and catch the guilt painted over his features.
(....... maybe it's the drowsiness, but tenn doesn't quite know how to feel at that look.) ]
...... Did I fall asleep?
[ another rhetorical question, not quite acknowledging ryuu's question or apology - because tenn has always been good at deflecting.
but the way tenn still clutches at ryuu, doesn't make a move to disentangle himself from ryuu's hold on the couch, is telling. it's fine. they can stay like this. ]
[ tenn's reactions to him are more than ryuu expects, even when he's still lulled to that twilight place between wakefulness and sleep. and that in and of itself almost makes him feel worse, to know that his guard is down so much. how long had it taken to fully deplete that much? did he just not notice? ryuu almost can't be happy for the return gesture, though he doesn't let go of his hand - not to save his life.
his fingers tighten instead, a little squeeze as if he's trying to punctuate something he hasn't actually said yet. it's not as though it's tenn being bright-eyed and sharp-tongued, telling him to practice restraint.
it's all different. ]
You did. Tenn... it's probably your chroma, isn't it?
[ silence, for a moment, and then grudgingly, tenn nods, a brief admission of defeat, with his shoulders slumped and curling halfheartedly into the warmth of ryuu's body because it's the only thing that's kind of keeping him more than conscious right now. ]
... Maybe. [ no use in going for an outright denial or trying to play it off like it's less serious than ryuu makes it out to be. ryuu has no restraint sometimes when he comes to his affection and his concern, but it's one of the things that makes him so ryuu that tenn can't find it in himself for deny or deflect.
........ oh well. ] I may have underestimated how much I needed.
[ somewhere, buried inside that statement, is some kind of an apology. some kind.
[ that answer gets ryuu to deflate some, worry abating in a steady trickle. leave it to tenn to make it sound so blase that he actually feels comforted by it, though it helps that he's not trying to push him away either. his heart feels lighter than it should, he knows, but he can't help the feelings that bubble up around it, gentle and buoyant.
tenn pressing in close, even as an afterthought to the weakness ryuu knows he doesn't want to show, makes ryuu finally smile again. the tilt of it is so obvious - an unspoken answer to his unspoken apology. ]
That's easy to lose track of, if you're not thinking about it!
[ it's so tempting to tip the balance just like that, to touch more and offer up everything he has, but ryuu stays as he is, chin lowering. ]
If you don't mind staying like this a while, you should start to feel better soon.
W-Well... ah, I'm actually not bad at managing my chroma!
[ though it's obvious it's just because he's naturally affectionate and would find it easy enough to give the shirt right off his back if need be, he only seems to realize how it sounds after the fact. quickly, his grip tightens in reassurance, as if that wit managed to shoot right through his poor heart.
so, business as usual. ]
Only because it's something your body needs here! Just like food, or water!
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not this time, though. where their hands meet, tenn's slender fingers twined with ryuu's larger ones, is a warm spark, a pleasant feeling that probably is from the chroma, the energy being shared, enough that tenn unconsciously seeks out more of it, his grip tightening just minutely, probably enough for ryuu to feel it, the position of their hands shifting slightly.
tenn blinks the sleep out of his eyes, once, twice, just enough to look up at ryuu and catch the guilt painted over his features.
(....... maybe it's the drowsiness, but tenn doesn't quite know how to feel at that look.) ]
...... Did I fall asleep?
[ another rhetorical question, not quite acknowledging ryuu's question or apology - because tenn has always been good at deflecting.
but the way tenn still clutches at ryuu, doesn't make a move to disentangle himself from ryuu's hold on the couch, is telling. it's fine. they can stay like this. ]
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his fingers tighten instead, a little squeeze as if he's trying to punctuate something he hasn't actually said yet. it's not as though it's tenn being bright-eyed and sharp-tongued, telling him to practice restraint.
it's all different. ]
You did. Tenn... it's probably your chroma, isn't it?
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[ silence, for a moment, and then grudgingly, tenn nods, a brief admission of defeat, with his shoulders slumped and curling halfheartedly into the warmth of ryuu's body because it's the only thing that's kind of keeping him more than conscious right now. ]
... Maybe. [ no use in going for an outright denial or trying to play it off like it's less serious than ryuu makes it out to be. ryuu has no restraint sometimes when he comes to his affection and his concern, but it's one of the things that makes him so ryuu that tenn can't find it in himself for deny or deflect.
........ oh well. ] I may have underestimated how much I needed.
[ somewhere, buried inside that statement, is some kind of an apology. some kind.
he still doesn't let go. ]
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tenn pressing in close, even as an afterthought to the weakness ryuu knows he doesn't want to show, makes ryuu finally smile again. the tilt of it is so obvious - an unspoken answer to his unspoken apology. ]
That's easy to lose track of, if you're not thinking about it!
[ it's so tempting to tip the balance just like that, to touch more and offer up everything he has, but ryuu stays as he is, chin lowering. ]
If you don't mind staying like this a while, you should start to feel better soon.
[ clearly, ryuu doesn't mind. ]
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[ and there it is, tenn's usual sparkling wit fired back almost seamlessly pretty much the main sign that he's feeling--
well, better, even if he's not at 100% just yet. these kind of things don't happen immediately, after all.
absently, like it's a kind of afterthought, tenn shifts his hand again - a light, barely there squeeze. ]
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[ though it's obvious it's just because he's naturally affectionate and would find it easy enough to give the shirt right off his back if need be, he only seems to realize how it sounds after the fact. quickly, his grip tightens in reassurance, as if that wit managed to shoot right through his poor heart.
so, business as usual. ]
Only because it's something your body needs here! Just like food, or water!
[ or tea and cake! ]
...speaking of! Were you still hungry?