Tomorrow... [Izuku murmurs, relaxing under the kiss to his throat. He runs a hand through Shouto's hair, unable to resist touching now that they're so close.]
Spend some more time with me?
[A date, or something, he's thinking. Somewhere outside of their rooms, when they're both clear-headed. Though he liked the sex, as much as it makes his cheeks heat up to think about, they've been going about this backwards. It's where all the misunderstandings came from.]
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Spend some more time with me?
[A date, or something, he's thinking. Somewhere outside of their rooms, when they're both clear-headed. Though he liked the sex, as much as it makes his cheeks heat up to think about, they've been going about this backwards. It's where all the misunderstandings came from.]