[He needs the conversation as much as he grumbles about not wanting it. Yuji's voice means he's here. They're both here. Not a faded memory or a distant feeling. His warmth comes through those simple words and Katsuki hands the water and trailmix to his friend if he wants to take them. Something for refreshment and munches. He knew what he was getting into when he sought out the other boy after all. Sitting beside him in the aftermath is a little reassurance all its own.
A little thump lands on his shoulder and he tilts his head to drop it atop Yuji's own, ashen blonde spikes mingling with pink ones. Yeah, there are a few people who wish they could take away the broken and damaged parts he came back with, but there's little anyone can do to rush this along. Katsuki already rejected the quick solution.]
Ha ha ha. You're fucking hilarious. [Dork. He has yelled at it before...]
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A little thump lands on his shoulder and he tilts his head to drop it atop Yuji's own, ashen blonde spikes mingling with pink ones. Yeah, there are a few people who wish they could take away the broken and damaged parts he came back with, but there's little anyone can do to rush this along. Katsuki already rejected the quick solution.]
Ha ha ha. You're fucking hilarious. [Dork. He has yelled at it before...]