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{ there's a long moment where all he can do is let his eyes flutter and breathe again. it's like all the air has been forced from his lungs, body feeling like jelly as tiredness seems to creep up on him. but, he doesn't want to miss this either, he wants to bask in it, much like he would have done with the sun. to soak up those soft kisses, those gentle words.

so he just sighs, content as he shifts himself to try and get more comfortable. it's a little difficult to do though when most of his weight is on thoma and--

really thoma??????? }

I could have said the same about you.

{ it's a soft murmur though, as his eyes stay lidded when he glances back up at him again now. when he moves again it's slower, just enough so he can rest his weight more on thoma and stretch his legs out, moving so he's high enough to bury his face properly in thoma's neck. }