[ suga's eyes flutter open slowly as daichi pulls back a little, instinctively trying to focus on his captain's face. the close proximity makes the edges of the picture blurry; it's impossible to get a clear picture of daichi's expression like this, to read his mind the way that suga is used to being able to.
... and admittedly, that skill would be nice, when the way that daichi slides his knuckles over suga's cheek makes his heart flutter in his chest. he's used to shrugging off easy and platonic touches as nothing, used to refusing to let his mind wander down the pathway of wondering if it could mean something more, but... it's also hard to deny that this feels... different, somehow. more intimate than one friend taking care of another.
then again, he's practical enough to admit that all of this might just be the fever talking. ]
No use downplaying it, Dai~chi. [ and even though he sounds exhausted and hoarse, it's equally obvious that he's amused. ] I'm holding you personally responsible for saving my life.
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... and admittedly, that skill would be nice, when the way that daichi slides his knuckles over suga's cheek makes his heart flutter in his chest. he's used to shrugging off easy and platonic touches as nothing, used to refusing to let his mind wander down the pathway of wondering if it could mean something more, but... it's also hard to deny that this feels... different, somehow. more intimate than one friend taking care of another.
then again, he's practical enough to admit that all of this might just be the fever talking. ]
No use downplaying it, Dai~chi. [ and even though he sounds exhausted and hoarse, it's equally obvious that he's amused. ] I'm holding you personally responsible for saving my life.