[ he lets Shigaraki moves his arms any way he wants, weighing how it all feels in his head. It's fine like this, he's not pushing himself. Shigaraki's touch is less intrusive now than it's ever been and not just because he wishes it wasn't.
He lets out a soft sigh when Shigaraki brings his hand to his face, closing his eyes when he starts kissing his finger. Dabi can feel his lips moving in silent words and he knows what Shigaraki is saying. God, he fucking knows without even having to think too hard about it.
Dabi noses at the back of Shigaraki's neck, then kisses at the bone protruding there before mouthing back against his skin. I love you too. ]
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He lets out a soft sigh when Shigaraki brings his hand to his face, closing his eyes when he starts kissing his finger. Dabi can feel his lips moving in silent words and he knows what Shigaraki is saying. God, he fucking knows without even having to think too hard about it.
Dabi noses at the back of Shigaraki's neck, then kisses at the bone protruding there before mouthing back against his skin. I love you too. ]