quirktoldâ:
the  hand  previously  on shinsouâs chest  lowers  to  tangle  fingers  together  in  a  gentle  hold. golden hues flicked to their joined hands, silence falling over him for a short minute. he thought of how nice it felt to hold his hand in his own, how different it was from when he held kirishimaâs or minaâs. he liked it a lot more and he was positive his heart would agree with how it thumped a little quicker against ribs. he was in too deep, wasnât he ? too bad he wasnât too smart when it came to his own hidden feelings but he knew that he was happy at that moment.   â   gonna be honest with you, dude. iâm not too worried about eternal peace. when iâm hanging out with you, iâm as peaceful as can be.   â
did his heart skip a beat? perhaps. kaminari tended to make his heart do weird things anyways. hitoshi gave the blondeâs fingers a gentle squeeze and let himself relax. as talkative and hyper as kaminari could be, hitoshi treasured these quiet moments. â is that right? â he mumbled, his thumb moving back and forth on kaminariâs hand. â how funny. this is the most relaxed i think iâve ever been. wouldnât be surprised if i fall asleep. â he gave a chuckle, his other hand running through kaminariâs hair.Â













