[ He makes a note to wear it more often, especially if it can inspire that same look in those stunning green eyes. He can feel that gaze, sure and wanting, embers of desire stirring at the way his finger strokes down the lapel of his jacket.
New hand, he reminds himself, and he catches his wrist gently, lifting the inside of his wrist to his lips, pressing a soft kiss to it, then his palm, meeting his gaze under dark lashes. Kogami is amused, drawn, as always, to his proximity. He blithely doesn't answer the question (the less he knows, the better), and instead elects to murmur: ]
no subject
[ He makes a note to wear it more often, especially if it can inspire that same look in those stunning green eyes. He can feel that gaze, sure and wanting, embers of desire stirring at the way his finger strokes down the lapel of his jacket.
New hand, he reminds himself, and he catches his wrist gently, lifting the inside of his wrist to his lips, pressing a soft kiss to it, then his palm, meeting his gaze under dark lashes. Kogami is amused, drawn, as always, to his proximity. He blithely doesn't answer the question (the less he knows, the better), and instead elects to murmur: ]
I can help with the overthinking.