Well, you kind of are. [ He mutters softly, cheek on the mattress, eyes averted. Because he can't resist, he smoothes a palm over your stomach, stopping just at the edge of the higanbana surrounding the golden fox.
It's been a while in Setsuna Shinta crossed his mind. Nearly two months, in fact. He can feel the way Mitsuru is moving around above his head, and for a moment, he shifts to catch sight of the kitten.
And then he promptly sits up, drawing away from you. ]
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It's been a while in Setsuna Shinta crossed his mind. Nearly two months, in fact. He can feel the way Mitsuru is moving around above his head, and for a moment, he shifts to catch sight of the kitten.
And then he promptly sits up, drawing away from you. ]