[as soon as he peels himself off the bed, his wings somewhat tamed from their neediness, he looks over to the villain. it's almost unfair that dabi is getting dressed, but he didn't expect anything more. still, there's a fascination there about it, dabi looking striking as he dresses.
keigo is almost too far engrossed in the display that he almost misses the question.
naturally, it gets him flustered, keigo trying hard to keep his cheeks from warming while his wings spread out in indignation.]
I-I don't know. It's not like everyone is touching them.
[he tries to remain cool, despite the embarrassment running through his veins.]
no subject
keigo is almost too far engrossed in the display that he almost misses the question.
naturally, it gets him flustered, keigo trying hard to keep his cheeks from warming while his wings spread out in indignation.]
I-I don't know. It's not like everyone is touching them.
[he tries to remain cool, despite the embarrassment running through his veins.]