[He protests tirely while Hizashi is catches him. Eventually he finds his balance again, though remains leaned back a little longer. When Hizashi speaks into his ear, his face flusters too.]
Your hair... it smells good. [Random! Too bad he won't remember this.]
Ah. Another block. I think. [His finger traces the air from one building, across the street, and to the next building. He holds his head forward, trying to find his footing again.]
Fuck. Just grab a hotel or something. We can find it later.
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[He protests tirely while Hizashi is catches him. Eventually he finds his balance again, though remains leaned back a little longer. When Hizashi speaks into his ear, his face flusters too.]
Your hair... it smells good. [Random! Too bad he won't remember this.]
Ah. Another block. I think. [His finger traces the air from one building, across the street, and to the next building. He holds his head forward, trying to find his footing again.]
Fuck. Just grab a hotel or something. We can find it later.
[Nope. Not like this.]