pull me in, hold me close by swimtime
(T, 2.8K, 1/1)
He’s not sure when this shift happened. It feels tangible, the tug. The need to return home as soon as possible. Because on the other side of this tether is Katsuki. When Shouto finally rolls his bag over toward the exit, he pauses for a split second just to appreciate the sight he’s greeted with. Katsuki—with his baseball cap and soft clothes, only his sleepy half-lidded eyes visible above the face mask that Shouto knows is hiding a small grin. Shouto starts walking a little faster.
After a mission abroad, Shouto gets a warm welcome back home.




















