[Raw edges. He can still feel them. Even more so because someone actually saw the breakdown he was trying to hard to keep away. If it had been anyone else, he doesn't know what he would have done. As it is, he already ran away for days, not wanting to face Shigaraki with it- wondering if the other man thought less of him now.]
Do you think I'm weak?
[He's been trying not to ask, but it's inevitable, he supposes.
He's definitely kissing that pout, nipping and tugging at it a little in the process.]
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[Raw edges. He can still feel them. Even more so because someone actually saw the breakdown he was trying to hard to keep away. If it had been anyone else, he doesn't know what he would have done. As it is, he already ran away for days, not wanting to face Shigaraki with it- wondering if the other man thought less of him now.]
Do you think I'm weak?
[He's been trying not to ask, but it's inevitable, he supposes.
He's definitely kissing that pout, nipping and tugging at it a little in the process.]
I like your pout.