[ There's a light smile at Kanda's attempt to find his hand - as he assumes that he is not in search of his knee. Lavi brushes his fingertips against the top of Kanda's hand, adjusting slightly until he can intertwine their fingers together. ]
You're always so sleepy. [ He says with a faint chuckle, his tone gentle with a touch of playfulness. ]
[He's more exhausted now that he's taken position of general, of an order he is increasingly disgusted with, but it's only natural he try and avoid people that piss him off or upset him.
Lavi happens to be different from them, and yet it doesn't make him feel any less conscious about his own barriers.]
So? What else is there?
[The tone is petulant even for Kanda. Has he reverted back to the child he was years back? A part of being close to Lavi makes him feel that way.
The hand clasped in the bookman's gives a warm squeeze, hold firm as he draws their joined palms beneath the blanket.
It's easier to be needy for attention if prying eyes can't see, just like now as he presses the back of Lavi's hand to his lips in a small kiss.]
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You're always so sleepy. [ He says with a faint chuckle, his tone gentle with a touch of playfulness. ]
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Lavi happens to be different from them, and yet it doesn't make him feel any less conscious about his own barriers.]
So? What else is there?
[The tone is petulant even for Kanda. Has he reverted back to the child he was years back? A part of being close to Lavi makes him feel that way.
The hand clasped in the bookman's gives a warm squeeze, hold firm as he draws their joined palms beneath the blanket.
It's easier to be needy for attention if prying eyes can't see, just like now as he presses the back of Lavi's hand to his lips in a small kiss.]