[That's true. It's hardly fair to try pulling that card when he himself bleeds just the same.
Perhaps it's far too soon to be sharing a bed, even innocently enough like they are. Maybe he should've asked first in order to make sure Hiyori was okay with this in the first place, but it's a little late for that now. His face is changing to the same color as her eyes almost, heat flooding him all over, especially once she's tugged flush against his own suit-covered body.
It's... a weird sensation, having their plugsuits sliding against one another. Not bad, but definitely strange. In fact it's almost as good as having her nightgown-covered self beside him, not that he's going to dare say that. He's made a vow to himself to do his best not to compare Hiyori to her younger self. She's still the same person, the girl he loves. That will never change, he's sure of.
Which is why he only has a bad case of the nerves about progressing things too quickly; he doesn't want to spoil what they have, force their relationship in a direction they're not ready for. But if it gets them both to sleep soundly... it'd be worth it, right...?
He just hope his body doesn't betray him. That would be mortifying. And may lead to pain.]
We both need to be rested for tomorrow. Not one or the other, but both. [For a while he stares up at the ceiling, pointedly avoiding putting his face too close to hers. Though that leaves the question of where to place his hands... Eventually he settles for tucking them both in by his hips, accidentally drawing them closer.] Make sure you eat first, okay? You know I don't need it myself.
[He does indeed like this personal attention, especially coming from Hiyori of all people. It's extra nice once she settles down against him, making his heart flutter in such a way that he can't help worrying she'll feel it.]
covers their ears......
Perhaps it's far too soon to be sharing a bed, even innocently enough like they are. Maybe he should've asked first in order to make sure Hiyori was okay with this in the first place, but it's a little late for that now. His face is changing to the same color as her eyes almost, heat flooding him all over, especially once she's tugged flush against his own suit-covered body.
It's... a weird sensation, having their plugsuits sliding against one another. Not bad, but definitely strange. In fact it's almost as good as having her nightgown-covered self beside him, not that he's going to dare say that. He's made a vow to himself to do his best not to compare Hiyori to her younger self. She's still the same person, the girl he loves. That will never change, he's sure of.
Which is why he only has a bad case of the nerves about progressing things too quickly; he doesn't want to spoil what they have, force their relationship in a direction they're not ready for. But if it gets them both to sleep soundly... it'd be worth it, right...?
He just hope his body doesn't betray him. That would be mortifying. And may lead to pain.]
We both need to be rested for tomorrow. Not one or the other, but both. [For a while he stares up at the ceiling, pointedly avoiding putting his face too close to hers. Though that leaves the question of where to place his hands... Eventually he settles for tucking them both in by his hips, accidentally drawing them closer.] Make sure you eat first, okay? You know I don't need it myself.
[He does indeed like this personal attention, especially coming from Hiyori of all people. It's extra nice once she settles down against him, making his heart flutter in such a way that he can't help worrying she'll feel it.]