(Noct's heart hammers in his chest, a wind of familiarity brushes across his face and makes his flesh feel suddenly clammy and cold. It was the question, the permission he would give with a small nod of his head. Yes, touch me. He thought about that act and how much he craved it. How much he missed it. He was always in physical contact with the guys and being here without it something he'd been mourning. A nudge, a playful punch, a fist bump, wrestling, hugs, all of it seemed so distant, so far away.
He craved the intimacy of touch, he craved his friends, and San was willing - wanting to touch him.
Noct steps closer to San. His eyes focus on the red orbs that peer back at him and he feels himself drifting in the sight of them. The depth is cozy and he feels another brush of breath against his face; this time it's San's breath and Noct's lips part as he lifts his arm up between them and with a clenched fist he pushes his knuckles against San's arm. He initiated the touch first.
Both of them were real.)
We'll keep each other grounded, right?
(An insecure hope seething through an innocent question. Hold onto me. Noct's eyes move to his fist against San's arm. I'll hold onto you. As if this was some pact they were about to make, an unbreakable promise, no matter what happens they were going to endure this world together.)
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Date: 2019-09-13 02:53 am (UTC)He craved the intimacy of touch, he craved his friends, and San was willing - wanting to touch him.
Noct steps closer to San. His eyes focus on the red orbs that peer back at him and he feels himself drifting in the sight of them. The depth is cozy and he feels another brush of breath against his face; this time it's San's breath and Noct's lips part as he lifts his arm up between them and with a clenched fist he pushes his knuckles against San's arm. He initiated the touch first.
Both of them were real.)
We'll keep each other grounded, right?
(An insecure hope seething through an innocent question. Hold onto me. Noct's eyes move to his fist against San's arm. I'll hold onto you. As if this was some pact they were about to make, an unbreakable promise, no matter what happens they were going to endure this world together.)