[So, he could notice everything, he noticed all that, but didn't notice Shouta was in love with him, hm? What a selective superpower. He could slowly work on forgiving him for being such an idiot, at least.]
[Or, well, should they do anything slowly? On one hand, there's the fact it's Toshinori's first relationship (and there's a really selfish sense of satisfaction in that), but on the other if they were limited in time why bother waiting? Maybe he'd just see there the boundaries were and push them when he felt like it. That was enough of a plan for now.]
[He's not ashamed of anything Toshinori lists off, he's not embarrassed to exchange "I love you"s, but...]
[Logically, it shouldn't be a problem, and if Toshinori hadn't he would have started insisting he be called by first name. It's not even a case of underexposure, since Hizashi's always been yelling "Shouta, Shouta" at him for years. So, why the hell are his cheeks getting so warm at hearing it? He dips his chin down, sinking into his capture cloth, which actually does very little to hide how red he's getting.]
Ah, well. [It was love, of course.] You remembered right, Toshinori. [He at least had the edge of trying it out once before, so it didn't feel as awkward on his lips.]
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[Or, well, should they do anything slowly? On one hand, there's the fact it's Toshinori's first relationship (and there's a really selfish sense of satisfaction in that), but on the other if they were limited in time why bother waiting? Maybe he'd just see there the boundaries were and push them when he felt like it. That was enough of a plan for now.]
[He's not ashamed of anything Toshinori lists off, he's not embarrassed to exchange "I love you"s, but...]
[Logically, it shouldn't be a problem, and if Toshinori hadn't he would have started insisting he be called by first name. It's not even a case of underexposure, since Hizashi's always been yelling "Shouta, Shouta" at him for years. So, why the hell are his cheeks getting so warm at hearing it? He dips his chin down, sinking into his capture cloth, which actually does very little to hide how red he's getting.]
Ah, well. [It was love, of course.] You remembered right, Toshinori. [He at least had the edge of trying it out once before, so it didn't feel as awkward on his lips.]