He really doesn't want to wake Hikaru, but he also kind of needs to know. ]
Shit, shit, shit-- [ moving his shoulder as gently as he can manage now, free hand scooping up Mitsuru ( thank God, still sleeping ) from where the kitten is burrowing into his and the Blade King's shared warmth.
To Makoto, he murmurs, because there is no way he can get his arm out from under Hikaru's head without moving enough to wake him. ] Who are outside?
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Oh fuck.
He really doesn't want to wake Hikaru, but he also kind of needs to know. ]
Shit, shit, shit-- [ moving his shoulder as gently as he can manage now, free hand scooping up Mitsuru ( thank God, still sleeping ) from where the kitten is burrowing into his and the Blade King's shared warmth.
To Makoto, he murmurs, because there is no way he can get his arm out from under Hikaru's head without moving enough to wake him. ] Who are outside?