[Is it strange to ask someone you're only just getting to know to sleep next to you? Kazuha considers this drowsily as Diluc readies himself to lie down, watching the wild mane of hair shake out from the band. He loves red... In his sleepy thoughts, the samurai wonders how it'd feel to run his hands through it.
His scent is definitely stronger with it down, of fruit and fire. Kazuha keeps his eyes closed, breathing slow as he enjoys it, only opening his eyes again when Diluc's hand brushes against his own.
The blush returns to his cheeks, but he can't resist the invite, shifting closer to Diluc until he's propped leaning slightly over him. In the dark, he can barely see his face aside from cast shadows that shift as the wind shakes tree limbs.]
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His scent is definitely stronger with it down, of fruit and fire. Kazuha keeps his eyes closed, breathing slow as he enjoys it, only opening his eyes again when Diluc's hand brushes against his own.
The blush returns to his cheeks, but he can't resist the invite, shifting closer to Diluc until he's propped leaning slightly over him. In the dark, he can barely see his face aside from cast shadows that shift as the wind shakes tree limbs.]
Are you comfortable?
[You didn't even change at all, Diluc.]