*Kalluto's head vibrates against Killua's shoulder as he murmurs. Wet lips unconsciously brush against denim as he turns his head to find purchase.*
I feel... fine? Head's maybe a little clearer...
*His eyes blink in surprise, and he lifts his head to make eye contact with his brother, leans his chest back a little while drawing Killua's hands together.*
Why can I hold you close like this without feeling that strange... pressure... against my body on all sides?
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*Kalluto's head vibrates against Killua's shoulder as he murmurs. Wet lips unconsciously brush against denim as he turns his head to find purchase.*
I feel... fine? Head's maybe a little clearer...
*His eyes blink in surprise, and he lifts his head to make eye contact with his brother, leans his chest back a little while drawing Killua's hands together.*
Why can I hold you close like this without feeling that strange... pressure... against my body on all sides?