[ His eyes warm and soften immediately at that. That -- that is what finally makes him feel knit back together. Like the puzzle pieces fit back together. And Allen leans in then, to press his forehead to Shouto's and let their hair mesh in red and white. Letting his eyes close and leaning into the contact like it's a balm on his soul, sweet and poignant, with a serene smile on his face. ]
[ A gentle heat chases off the cold, pressing against Allen like a soft embrace. He breaks the contact to wrap his arms around him, pressing his lips to his ear. ]
Welcome back.
[ He dips down to kiss his jaw, caressing his cheek with his. ]
[ He exhales softly at that, a little shakily at how his lips touch to his ear, then trail down along his jaw. Allen winds his arms around Shouto's neck in response, fingers threading into red and white hair both and holding him there encouragingly, relaxing into both embraces as the bulk of his long coat is almost enough to hang around the both of them. That...
That feels like home too. ]
Mn. [ He rubs his cheek contently against Shouto's, softly and with a slow appreciation for even something that simple. ]
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I'm back.
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Welcome back.
[ He dips down to kiss his jaw, caressing his cheek with his. ]
Let's go to bed.
[ Tomorrow, they'd talk more. ]
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That feels like home too. ]
Mn. [ He rubs his cheek contently against Shouto's, softly and with a slow appreciation for even something that simple. ]
Let's.