[ Does he cover his face? Does he pinch Sampo's face until he relents? For a while, it'll look like he settled into some kind of begrudged acceptance, arm closest to Sampo freeing itself wind around Sampo's. It's a little much to look at Sampo directly other than to steal the occasional glance, but he has a perfect view of the bandages that litter the other's body like this, and the sensation of muscles tensing at his back.
Normally, it should feel comforting, right? Secure? That the carry is stable despite everything? No, because he wouldn't have done half of what he's done if he were the type of sane person to accept help at anyone's expense in the first place. So— ]
… Not unless you're prepared for returning fire, yourself.
[ —with that, as "bros" are wont to do, his arms are looping around Sampo's neck, bringing their faces closer. Unlike Sampo, he's nicer ("nicer") to provide additonal warning, in
a kiss to his jaw, to his cheek, and finally, lastly, to his mouth, pressing incessantly, eyes narrowed in determination.
… this, too, is a kind of pvp……
please
he can walk!!!!!!!!!!! (real)!!!
or fail in this exercise of shamelessness because his lungs really do kind of suck rn. tragic. in which he just as lamely tucks his head into his shoulder, after. (the truth behind the other kiss…) ]
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[ Does he cover his face? Does he pinch Sampo's face until he relents? For a while, it'll look like he settled into some kind of begrudged acceptance, arm closest to Sampo freeing itself wind around Sampo's. It's a little much to look at Sampo directly other than to steal the occasional glance, but he has a perfect view of the bandages that litter the other's body like this, and the sensation of muscles tensing at his back.
Normally, it should feel comforting, right? Secure? That the carry is stable despite everything? No, because he wouldn't have done half of what he's done if he were the type of sane person to accept help at anyone's expense in the first place. So— ]
… Not unless you're prepared for returning fire, yourself.
[ —with that, as "bros" are wont to do, his arms are looping around Sampo's neck, bringing their faces closer. Unlike Sampo, he's nicer ("nicer") to provide additonal warning, in
a kiss to his jaw, to his cheek, and finally, lastly, to his mouth, pressing incessantly, eyes narrowed in determination.
… this, too, is a kind of pvp……
please
he can walk!!!!!!!!!!! (real)!!!
or fail in this exercise of shamelessness because his lungs really do kind of suck rn. tragic. in which he just as lamely tucks his head into his shoulder, after. (the truth behind the other kiss…) ]