Sometimes helping just means cheerleading, and we know I can do that too, hehe.
[Katsuki can probably feel Yoosung's head move against his as he nods, waiting another moment before reluctantly pulling his head away. He gives Katsuki's hand one more squeeze though, even going so far as to rub the side of his hand with his thumb affectionately before he removes his hand altogether.]
Um. I'll try not to intrude on your dreams, but... I don't really know how to control it, so...
[He's relieved he hasn't asked him about the pet name he called him in the dream.]
[He does look the term up on his phone. Laying on the couch in the dark. And that just kind of sits on his mind for a while. Leaving him laying there staring at the ceiling for a while.
He does eventually fall asleep. And it's an uneventful night after that. But the morning greets him harshly as he rolls over and smacks his face into something hard. Waking up he finds the culprit to be a boot. Shoved into his pillow case is an outfit he finds familiar from his memories. Everything except the gauntlets that are currently sitting in his dorm room. He found those last month.
He can't help but be curious and he gathers everything up, stepping into Yoosung's bathroom to try it on. He steps out in the full costume just as Yoosung is exiting his bedroom.
[Being told "Sweet dreams, Bright Eyes" by Katsuki is a 100% guarantee to, in fact, give Yoosung sweet dreams.
If Katsuki looks the term up, he's likely to mostly get search results saying it's mainly used nowadays in things like period K-dramas, but at least he'll know now that it means "Prince."
When Katsuki wakes up, he may actually have to wrestle a shiny part of his costume away from Rika, but she gives it up fairly easily and afterward pretends as if she never wanted it in the first place, thank you very much, with a very huffy attitude.
When Yoosung wakes up... He's greeted outside his bedroom door with a vision before him that makes his face flare red. Mainly... How strong Katsuki's arms look in that costume. He's so hot, how is this fair? And he's just standing in front of him? And Yoosung's in a silly T-shirt and jeans?]
Ah... Um... G... Good morning? What... What are you... What's...? Gah...
[He's gonna swallow his fucking tongue, omg.
He flails his hands at Katsuki to indicate what he's wearing before he covers his red cheeks with those same hands. Staring. Looking. Checking him out. Respectfully!!]
[Yoosung calling him 'Prince' and now checking him out... Katsuki is definitely starting to suspect Yoosung might be attracted to him. Which at least is encouraging?
Unfortunately for Yoosung, that reaction gets him moving closer and he raises his arms to the doorframe, leaning forward to grin at Yoosung. The boots give him an extra inch. But god do they make him feel so much taller? The costume in general makes him feel confident. Like he can do anything.]
Like it? Found it in my pillow case this morning. Rika wanted this shoulder thing. It's a little ridiculous just seeing the pieces. But I think it suits me.
[Maybe they've only got a handful of inches of height difference between them, but Yoosung definitely feels smaller and more vulnerable with Katsuki in that outfit and blocking him in by leaning on the doorframe the way he is. And that's.... a surprisingly very nice feeling. Like it wouldn't be, all the time, around just anyone, but safe at home and around Katsuki? Yeah, absolutely.
...is this another part of that whole masochistic thing again? Yoosung is starting to suspect so.
He looks into Katsuki's face, breath caught, then drops his gaze as he carefully, curiously places a hand on his chest.]
Yeah, it... It suits you... Um...
[He clears his throat, offers a smile.]
S-so it really just showed up, huh? Amazing how... Things do that...
[Unlike the first time Yoosung touched his chest, Katsuki isn't confused. He doesn't even glance at it. Just revels in the point of contact.]
As far as I can figure out, the other me comes from a world of people with super powers. Everyone is always wearing shit like this too. So maybe super heroes and villains?
[He has... the wrong idea of where he fell on that. But...]
Just watch me, Bright Eyes. I'm gonna use this strength of mine the right way from here on out.
[Hearing this, Yoosung's eyes widen, and they're sparkly with awe and admiration. Unlike Katsuki, Yoosung has exactly the right idea of where Katsuki fell on that, and he doesn't doubt it for a second.]
Ah... It's your superhero costume!! God, Katsuki, that's... So cool. Can't believe I'm friends with a real superhero, ehehe...
[He bites his lip, biting back the urge to say "I'll watch you whenever you want," and trails his fingers up Katsuki's chest to touch the shiny neck/shoulder piece curiously.]
Wonder what this bit was for...?
[He's getting light-headed being in close proximity with Katsuki like this, but he really doesn't mind. It's a nice feeling. Especially when he has an excuse to touch him like this on account of examining the costume, trailing his fingers over different parts of it.]
[Katsuki doesn't voice what he thinks about the hero or villain thing. Why does it matter? He knows where he wants to fall on that scale here and now. And he likes the way Yoosung is looking at him. Likes having him check out the costume. Fingers trailing up his chest.]
Could just be a decorative thing. Like these?
[He reaches up to touch one of the explosion shaped pieces on the back of his head.]
Although I guess they could also be weapons? They're sharp for some reason.
[Oh. Okay. This is flirting, right? This is definitely flirting. Katsuki is still leaning in the doorway. They're close again. Yoosung keeps touching him. Talking like that.
Katsuki is winging it. He lowers one hand from the doorframe, hooks a finger into the collar of Yoosung's shirt, giving a light tug. Calling attention to the words on it.]
[Oh... Oh no. He may have messed this up. He has no real idea what he's doing here. Had Katsuki been flirting with him? The look on his face just now seemed to suggest he had been and Yoosung put an end to it by stupidly shouting in his face about breakfast.
He takes a hesitant step forward as Katsuki takes a step back, but ultimately nods his head dumbly and watches him return to the bathroom to change.
Biting his nail, Yoosung takes his ARCUS and heads to the living room.
He wants to call Rhel or Nanny and ask what to do, for advice, but they acted more like they could only listen, so... Maybe... Maybe posting to the Libra app? Is it too close to that horrible Zodiac post? Would it seem insensitive? But it had been a week and they all have to go on living their lives...
Okay. Okay he'll do it. This is an emergency anyway! He might really screw this up and Katsuki is his closest friend! He doesn't want to wreck this!
He sits on the couch to begin typing an anonymous message onto the network, pulling the blanket Katsuki had slept under onto his lap.]
[Katsuki takes his time changing out of the costume. Giving himself a little bit of time to run what just happened through his head.
Did he read too much into the way Yoosung acts? He's so bad at this...
Once he's changed he sits on the edge of the tub, fiddling with his phone as he thinks on if there's anyone he could talk to about this. Instead he goes to google and types in 'how to tell if someone likes you as more than a friend?'
He sits and scrolls for a bit through lists that don't help at all. Touching? Smiling? Laughing Seriously? Yeah, Yoosung's done all of that, but so had his first crush and that... had not been what he thought at all.
He's about to put his phone away when he sees a new notification on Libra. A new post. Maybe someone new has joined and he can distract himself for a minute? He opens it up, eyes widening a bit. A how do you know if someone is flirting post!
He hesitates a moment before opening it to give it a look. He scans a few answers but most seem to be advice on how to flirt back. Then he reaches one by user "Beekeeper".
Praise. Compliments. Gentle touches to the face and hands. He thinks of that moment in his dream. Yoosung wiping his tears. And calling him prince. Of Yoosung always taking his hand. Of all the praise and compliments Yoosung heaps on him.
Maybe... he just came on too strong and made Yoosung nervous? Or maybe Yoosung hadn't expected him to flirt back?? Whatever the case... Katsuki really likes him. So...
Mind made up, he pockets his phone, gathers the pieces to his costume and steps out of the bathroom. He moves to sit it on the coffee table, placing the boots on the floor beside it.]
Ever had omurice?
[He doesn't know how to do this. But he's nothing if not determined? If he's gonna do something, he's gonna give it one-hundred percent. If Yoosung doesn't like him back, then Katsuki just... needs to give his all to try to change that.]
cw self-harm thoughts???? Yoosung's a dumbass I'm sorry
[When Katsuki walks into the room, Yoosung straightens quickly and nearly drops his ARCUS onto the floor trying to put it away as fast as possible. Trying not to look like he just made an anonymous post on the Libra app.
He stands up and starts folding the blanket up he'd had in his lap as Katsuki mentions omurice, and Yoosung's eyes brighten.]
Ah! I love omurice... I'm always so bad at flipping it onto the plate though I usually make a mess, ehehe...
[A nervous little laugh at the end there.
He's thinking about the comment that said to give Katsuki what he wants or needs. He's not supposed to ask what he wants or needs though, so he has to start really keeping an eye and ear out for whatever Katsuki most wants. Hmmm...
He does know Katsuki wants to be a hero. Maybe Yoosung should give him chances to come to his rescue? Of course, that's fine when there's danger but when they're safe at home...
Maybe he could burn himself again? It wouldn't have to be intense, just enough to make Katsuki feel like he was helping him, right? Can he pull that off without making it obvious it's intentional though? ...probably not. He's aware of his own limitations here and an actor he is not.]
[He wouldn't try it anyway, even if he did consider it. It's too dishonest for him. Maybe he'll have to find something else Katsuki needs?]
Yeah! I've made it a few times for myself. Ummm, I should have all the ingredients for it, I think.
[He finishes folding the blanket and sets it on the couch, stacking the pillow on top of it.
Noticing Hana coming up to him from the direction of her cat tree, he smiles and picks her up to take her to the kitchen with them. Time for her breakfast, too.]
[Ah, he likes how Katsuki has taken to his cats and his cats have taken to Katsuki. As he walks past Katsuki on the way to the kitchen, he hands Hana off to him, and places a kiss on her forehead once she's in his arms.]
Okay~ I bet Rika is already waiting in the kitchen.
[He heads in there and sure enough she's sitting at the table in the dark with her arms folded, looking impatient when he turns the light on.
Yoosung snickers a little as he walks past her and begins gathering stuff for the omurice. He'll work around Katsuki while he's feeding the cats, and he hums as he cooks, concentrating on the task because he knows if he spaces too much he's likely to hurt himself on accident. Occasionally while he's working, he slips into actual song, a few of the English lines from Don't Know What To Do.]
I don't know what to do, I don't know what to do without... You~uu~
[Katsuki has become rather fond of them. He's probably got a bit of a soft spot for Rika especially.
He sits on the floor with them once they're fed, listening to Yoosung hum. But once Yoosung starts singing, his attention is pulled away from the two cats. Watching Yoosung cook and listening to that happy singing. He really is almost ridiculously bubbly. When he isn't crying his eyes out.
It's only when the omurice is done that Katsuki gets up to move closer.]
Okay. Ready to see how it's done?
[Once he has a yes, instead of taking the pan from Yoosung, Katsuki steps up behind him, arms coming around him on either side. Hands circling Yoosung's wrists. He's aware a lot of stuff in romcoms aren't really accurate. But something like this seems reasonable.
Once he's sure Yoosung will allow him to do this, he guides him on how to hold and tilt the pan to get it on the plate with no mess.]
[This is, literally, something he's only seen in stuff like romcoms. He may have had daydreams about things like this, but he hadn't actually expected it to ever happen. And with Katsuki? With Katsuki now? Maybe he hadn't ruined things earlier?
He's definitely not doing this because it's easier to show him this way. There's no way that's true!
God, and the way he's so close, he has to hear the way Yoosung's breathing picks up, maybe even how fast his heart is beating.
Honestly this was probably the worst way to show him this in that he's never going to be able to remember the way their hands just moved to make that happen, he's too distracted by their closeness, by Katsuki's hands holding his wrists, the way he's almost pinned in against the counter and he has the strength of Katsuki behind him.]
K... Katsuki...? What...?
[He turns his head a little, sort of wanting to be able to see Katsuki but also not wanting him to move away. He probably will. They already did the thing he moved into this position to do, right? But, really, he can't think there's not another motive behind this, a romantic one.
[Katsuki doesn't move. Yoosung hasn't asked him to. He hasn't tried to pull away. The only move Katsuki makes is to coax him to sit the now empty pan down.
The initial verbal reaction makes him wonder if he's completely missed the mark. If he's done something weird. Potentially creepy? I mean it's creepy if someone can't take a hint right? And maybe Yoosung was politely trying to express that he was uncomfortable earlier...
But those thoughts halt the moment Yoosung asks if this is his treat.
Okay.
Okay.
Let's try this again.]
If you like it, yeah. It's a treat. Think you deserve some motivation. You're always hyping me up.
[Yoosung does carefully set down the pan when prompted to do so.
He leans back then, very slightly, against Katsuki behind him.]
...I like it.
[What else can he say? What else is he supposed to say to that? He's not sure. There had almost been too much advice on that post in the end and he still feels like he could make the wrong move and ruin this.
Just... Just go with the truth, is what his heart is saying.]
[Yoosung leaning into him like that is a relief. Katsuki lets go of his wrists and instead settles his arms around Yoosung's waist. Hugging him loosely. It would be easy to escape if Yoosung wants to.]
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[Katsuki can probably feel Yoosung's head move against his as he nods, waiting another moment before reluctantly pulling his head away. He gives Katsuki's hand one more squeeze though, even going so far as to rub the side of his hand with his thumb affectionately before he removes his hand altogether.]
Um. I'll try not to intrude on your dreams, but... I don't really know how to control it, so...
[He's relieved he hasn't asked him about the pet name he called him in the dream.]
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[Also don't get relieved Yoosung. He didn't forget. He'll be looking it up.
For now he reluctantly gets up.]
Sweet dreams, Bright Eyes.
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He does eventually fall asleep. And it's an uneventful night after that. But the morning greets him harshly as he rolls over and smacks his face into something hard. Waking up he finds the culprit to be a boot. Shoved into his pillow case is an outfit he finds familiar from his memories. Everything except the gauntlets that are currently sitting in his dorm room. He found those last month.
He can't help but be curious and he gathers everything up, stepping into Yoosung's bathroom to try it on. He steps out in the full costume just as Yoosung is exiting his bedroom.
Good morning?]
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If Katsuki looks the term up, he's likely to mostly get search results saying it's mainly used nowadays in things like period K-dramas, but at least he'll know now that it means "Prince."
When Katsuki wakes up, he may actually have to wrestle a shiny part of his costume away from Rika, but she gives it up fairly easily and afterward pretends as if she never wanted it in the first place, thank you very much, with a very huffy attitude.
When Yoosung wakes up... He's greeted outside his bedroom door with a vision before him that makes his face flare red. Mainly... How strong Katsuki's arms look in that costume. He's so hot, how is this fair? And he's just standing in front of him? And Yoosung's in a silly T-shirt and jeans?]
Ah... Um... G... Good morning? What... What are you... What's...? Gah...
[He's gonna swallow his fucking tongue, omg.
He flails his hands at Katsuki to indicate what he's wearing before he covers his red cheeks with those same hands. Staring. Looking. Checking him out. Respectfully!!]
Wow.
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Unfortunately for Yoosung, that reaction gets him moving closer and he raises his arms to the doorframe, leaning forward to grin at Yoosung. The boots give him an extra inch. But god do they make him feel so much taller? The costume in general makes him feel confident. Like he can do anything.]
Like it? Found it in my pillow case this morning. Rika wanted this shoulder thing. It's a little ridiculous just seeing the pieces. But I think it suits me.
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...is this another part of that whole masochistic thing again? Yoosung is starting to suspect so.
He looks into Katsuki's face, breath caught, then drops his gaze as he carefully, curiously places a hand on his chest.]
Yeah, it... It suits you... Um...
[He clears his throat, offers a smile.]
S-so it really just showed up, huh? Amazing how... Things do that...
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As far as I can figure out, the other me comes from a world of people with super powers. Everyone is always wearing shit like this too. So maybe super heroes and villains?
[He has... the wrong idea of where he fell on that. But...]
Just watch me, Bright Eyes. I'm gonna use this strength of mine the right way from here on out.
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Ah... It's your superhero costume!! God, Katsuki, that's... So cool. Can't believe I'm friends with a real superhero, ehehe...
[He bites his lip, biting back the urge to say "I'll watch you whenever you want," and trails his fingers up Katsuki's chest to touch the shiny neck/shoulder piece curiously.]
Wonder what this bit was for...?
[He's getting light-headed being in close proximity with Katsuki like this, but he really doesn't mind. It's a nice feeling. Especially when he has an excuse to touch him like this on account of examining the costume, trailing his fingers over different parts of it.]
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Could just be a decorative thing. Like these?
[He reaches up to touch one of the explosion shaped pieces on the back of his head.]
Although I guess they could also be weapons? They're sharp for some reason.
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Ah, maybe... Gosh, you're like a walking weapon in this, huh?
[There's still awe in his voice when he says it, like it's just the coolest thing.]
Even the boots, the... The knee... Things?
[He doesn't know what to call them. They're certainly not pads. Armor? Plates? Guards?]
Feel like I should put the cheerleader outfit back on and be your encouraging sidekick, or your biggest fan~
[Is this flirting? It's funny how he's just saying these things he's feeling in a cute voice and only realizing after he does it that it's flirting.]
Would you sign an autograph if I asked nicely~?
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Katsuki is winging it. He lowers one hand from the doorframe, hooks a finger into the collar of Yoosung's shirt, giving a light tug. Calling attention to the words on it.]
Would an autograph motivate you?
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Is he... Flirting back with him? Or just teasing him for fun? How is he supposed to be able to tell the difference?]
Unless... Unless you have any other treats you wanna give me?
[Ah... That sounds so forward!! What is he doing! Go back, go back!!
Yoosung's eyes widen immediately after he asks it, looking very embarrassed and uncertain.]
L-like breakfast!! We could eat breakfast!!
[Yoosung stop shouting.]
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Did... did he come on too strong? Say something weird? Yoosung seemed into it but he sure backtracked fast.
Katsuki steps back.]
Yeah. Sure. Let me go change.
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He takes a hesitant step forward as Katsuki takes a step back, but ultimately nods his head dumbly and watches him return to the bathroom to change.
Biting his nail, Yoosung takes his ARCUS and heads to the living room.
He wants to call Rhel or Nanny and ask what to do, for advice, but they acted more like they could only listen, so... Maybe... Maybe posting to the Libra app? Is it too close to that horrible Zodiac post? Would it seem insensitive? But it had been a week and they all have to go on living their lives...
Okay. Okay he'll do it. This is an emergency anyway! He might really screw this up and Katsuki is his closest friend! He doesn't want to wreck this!
He sits on the couch to begin typing an anonymous message onto the network, pulling the blanket Katsuki had slept under onto his lap.]
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Did he read too much into the way Yoosung acts? He's so bad at this...
Once he's changed he sits on the edge of the tub, fiddling with his phone as he thinks on if there's anyone he could talk to about this. Instead he goes to google and types in 'how to tell if someone likes you as more than a friend?'
He sits and scrolls for a bit through lists that don't help at all. Touching? Smiling? Laughing Seriously? Yeah, Yoosung's done all of that, but so had his first crush and that... had not been what he thought at all.
He's about to put his phone away when he sees a new notification on Libra. A new post. Maybe someone new has joined and he can distract himself for a minute? He opens it up, eyes widening a bit. A how do you know if someone is flirting post!
He hesitates a moment before opening it to give it a look. He scans a few answers but most seem to be advice on how to flirt back. Then he reaches one by user "Beekeeper".
Praise. Compliments. Gentle touches to the face and hands. He thinks of that moment in his dream. Yoosung wiping his tears. And calling him prince. Of Yoosung always taking his hand. Of all the praise and compliments Yoosung heaps on him.
Maybe... he just came on too strong and made Yoosung nervous? Or maybe Yoosung hadn't expected him to flirt back?? Whatever the case... Katsuki really likes him. So...
Mind made up, he pockets his phone, gathers the pieces to his costume and steps out of the bathroom. He moves to sit it on the coffee table, placing the boots on the floor beside it.]
Ever had omurice?
[He doesn't know how to do this. But he's nothing if not determined? If he's gonna do something, he's gonna give it one-hundred percent. If Yoosung doesn't like him back, then Katsuki just... needs to give his all to try to change that.]
cw self-harm thoughts???? Yoosung's a dumbass I'm sorry
He stands up and starts folding the blanket up he'd had in his lap as Katsuki mentions omurice, and Yoosung's eyes brighten.]
Ah! I love omurice... I'm always so bad at flipping it onto the plate though I usually make a mess, ehehe...
[A nervous little laugh at the end there.
He's thinking about the comment that said to give Katsuki what he wants or needs. He's not supposed to ask what he wants or needs though, so he has to start really keeping an eye and ear out for whatever Katsuki most wants. Hmmm...
He does know Katsuki wants to be a hero. Maybe Yoosung should give him chances to come to his rescue? Of course, that's fine when there's danger but when they're safe at home...
Maybe he could burn himself again? It wouldn't have to be intense, just enough to make Katsuki feel like he was helping him, right? Can he pull that off without making it obvious it's intentional though? ...probably not. He's aware of his own limitations here and an actor he is not.]
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I can show you. You know how to do the rest? It's just the plating you need help with?
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Yeah! I've made it a few times for myself. Ummm, I should have all the ingredients for it, I think.
[He finishes folding the blanket and sets it on the couch, stacking the pillow on top of it.
Noticing Hana coming up to him from the direction of her cat tree, he smiles and picks her up to take her to the kitchen with them. Time for her breakfast, too.]
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[Let Yoosung do the actual cooking this morning. He'll just step in to show him how to get it on the plate without messing it up.]
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Okay~ I bet Rika is already waiting in the kitchen.
[He heads in there and sure enough she's sitting at the table in the dark with her arms folded, looking impatient when he turns the light on.
Yoosung snickers a little as he walks past her and begins gathering stuff for the omurice. He'll work around Katsuki while he's feeding the cats, and he hums as he cooks, concentrating on the task because he knows if he spaces too much he's likely to hurt himself on accident. Occasionally while he's working, he slips into actual song, a few of the English lines from Don't Know What To Do.]
I don't know what to do, I don't know what to do without... You~uu~
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He sits on the floor with them once they're fed, listening to Yoosung hum. But once Yoosung starts singing, his attention is pulled away from the two cats. Watching Yoosung cook and listening to that happy singing. He really is almost ridiculously bubbly. When he isn't crying his eyes out.
It's only when the omurice is done that Katsuki gets up to move closer.]
Okay. Ready to see how it's done?
[Once he has a yes, instead of taking the pan from Yoosung, Katsuki steps up behind him, arms coming around him on either side. Hands circling Yoosung's wrists. He's aware a lot of stuff in romcoms aren't really accurate. But something like this seems reasonable.
Once he's sure Yoosung will allow him to do this, he guides him on how to hold and tilt the pan to get it on the plate with no mess.]
There you go. See? No sweat.
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He's definitely not doing this because it's easier to show him this way. There's no way that's true!
God, and the way he's so close, he has to hear the way Yoosung's breathing picks up, maybe even how fast his heart is beating.
Honestly this was probably the worst way to show him this in that he's never going to be able to remember the way their hands just moved to make that happen, he's too distracted by their closeness, by Katsuki's hands holding his wrists, the way he's almost pinned in against the counter and he has the strength of Katsuki behind him.]
K... Katsuki...? What...?
[He turns his head a little, sort of wanting to be able to see Katsuki but also not wanting him to move away. He probably will. They already did the thing he moved into this position to do, right? But, really, he can't think there's not another motive behind this, a romantic one.
He asks very softly, cheeks flushed pink:]
...is this my treat?
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The initial verbal reaction makes him wonder if he's completely missed the mark. If he's done something weird. Potentially creepy? I mean it's creepy if someone can't take a hint right? And maybe Yoosung was politely trying to express that he was uncomfortable earlier...
But those thoughts halt the moment Yoosung asks if this is his treat.
Okay.
Okay.
Let's try this again.]
If you like it, yeah. It's a treat. Think you deserve some motivation. You're always hyping me up.
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He leans back then, very slightly, against Katsuki behind him.]
...I like it.
[What else can he say? What else is he supposed to say to that? He's not sure. There had almost been too much advice on that post in the end and he still feels like he could make the wrong move and ruin this.
Just... Just go with the truth, is what his heart is saying.]
I always like being close to you.
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It's weird.
[Unfamiliar.]
But nice. I like it.
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