[That little tilt of her head is all he needs to lean over, against her, their shoulders touching before he slumps a little further and rests his head against her shoulder. He can feel a little of her hair brushing against him, ticklish but comfortable.
His eyes close. He's relieved. It finally feels like something's unwound. And despite what he's told her, Yang still wants to be friends with him. He exhales a soft laugh.]
I'm okay with being stuck with you. [He's decided.] But, at this rate, you're really gonna wind up stuck with me.
action;
His eyes close. He's relieved. It finally feels like something's unwound. And despite what he's told her, Yang still wants to be friends with him. He exhales a soft laugh.]
I'm okay with being stuck with you. [He's decided.] But, at this rate, you're really gonna wind up stuck with me.
[reciprocal being stuck with each other...]