[ His eyes go to Alois when the boy falters and turns away, confusion creeping up. The reaction was seemingly from his touch, but he didn't think it would earn much. He had his hand around there before and the other boy was fine. Miyuki has to wonder now if it's not anymore, though he's unable to discern the reason for it. If that's the case, Alois not shying from it but upset enough to stop, as it looks like... his hand starts to fall away.
However, his concern stays focused on Alois and how unsteady he seems. The other boy sudden pushing the girl aside to talk to him and that telltale tension almost make his hand jump back again. But it's over and the words are sinking in, that unnatural smile likely meant to reassure him and not doing well at it.
His hands stay down now upon the mattress and Miyuki stares with a slight narrowing of his eyes, an absence of even the little usual upward curve to his mouth. He's annoyed and doesn't care to hide it, even though he can't actually lecture the other boy. Alois did that on purpose, a completely unnecessary flirt with their captor's wrath, in Miyuki's eyes. And all to tell him that, as though he'd had to make himself touch him?
There wasn't any deliberation behind it, really. Just a natural reaction to the other boy coming in close and touching him, and to it being Alois doing so. Now, Miyuki is at first detached as those hands feel over his abdomen, still with a stern look and not as responsive to the touch as before. Though the coldness does begin to melt under the kneading descent of the other boy's hands, ]
I'd be flattered~. Spending that much time on me... ?
[ The gangster replies with a playful nip in return, but Miyuki makes it more — a bite with the force of his silent scolding before he draws back, smile drawn across his lips again as he rolls his shoulders. ]
Careful now, or I'll start thinking you actually like me.
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However, his concern stays focused on Alois and how unsteady he seems. The other boy sudden pushing the girl aside to talk to him and that telltale tension almost make his hand jump back again. But it's over and the words are sinking in, that unnatural smile likely meant to reassure him and not doing well at it.
His hands stay down now upon the mattress and Miyuki stares with a slight narrowing of his eyes, an absence of even the little usual upward curve to his mouth. He's annoyed and doesn't care to hide it, even though he can't actually lecture the other boy. Alois did that on purpose, a completely unnecessary flirt with their captor's wrath, in Miyuki's eyes. And all to tell him that, as though he'd had to make himself touch him?
There wasn't any deliberation behind it, really. Just a natural reaction to the other boy coming in close and touching him, and to it being Alois doing so. Now, Miyuki is at first detached as those hands feel over his abdomen, still with a stern look and not as responsive to the touch as before. Though the coldness does begin to melt under the kneading descent of the other boy's hands, ]
I'd be flattered~. Spending that much time on me... ?
[ The gangster replies with a playful nip in return, but Miyuki makes it more — a bite with the force of his silent scolding before he draws back, smile drawn across his lips again as he rolls his shoulders. ]
Careful now, or I'll start thinking you actually like me.