[whining doesn't solve anything, but it does make people feel better when they can vent, rather than stuffing it all inside and pretending everything's fine. katsuki has no doubt shoto's plan to ice over the room will work out fine. it'll keep the room cool enough denji will probably be bundled up in a fucking blanket. when it melts, however, then the problems will arise. soaking the floors, the desk, the bed, whatever else denji has on the ground... there are other options, including a massive ice sculpture inside a pan or something to catch the water while it cools down the room.]
YOU'RE NOT GONNA FUCKING SPOON AGAINST A SCULPTURE OF ME!!
[what if someone gives denji a 3D figure of him or some damn dakimakura?! is he gonna cuddle that instead? ugh, no one ever said katsuki was immune to petty jealousy. and now that they've upgraded to boyfriends, apparently that jade slice is a lot more prevalent in flaring up at issues like these. maybe it is messing around, but there's an undercurrent of seriousness present that ends with an obvious-yet-important question katsuki wants answered straight to his face.
proverbial face.]
i didn't ask.
[you're my safe space. that says a lot more than denji could've said otherwise. no essay or lengthy explanation. only a quiet truth revealing the kind of importance that lies on their time together. it's not lewd or pride, but rather the same kind of want katsuki remembers denji feels when he fell asleep with pochita in his arms. a comfortable presence that assures him everything will be all right. that he's going to be all right.
and while katsuki knows he won't be able to spend each night with denji, the nights he's here and able to. he has his own comfort to be conscious of, and yet...]
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YOU'RE NOT GONNA FUCKING SPOON AGAINST A SCULPTURE OF ME!!
[what if someone gives denji a 3D figure of him or some damn dakimakura?! is he gonna cuddle that instead? ugh, no one ever said katsuki was immune to petty jealousy. and now that they've upgraded to boyfriends, apparently that jade slice is a lot more prevalent in flaring up at issues like these. maybe it is messing around, but there's an undercurrent of seriousness present that ends with an obvious-yet-important question katsuki wants answered straight to his face.
proverbial face.]
i didn't ask.
[you're my safe space. that says a lot more than denji could've said otherwise. no essay or lengthy explanation. only a quiet truth revealing the kind of importance that lies on their time together. it's not lewd or pride, but rather the same kind of want katsuki remembers denji feels when he fell asleep with pochita in his arms. a comfortable presence that assures him everything will be all right. that he's going to be all right.
and while katsuki knows he won't be able to spend each night with denji, the nights he's here and able to. he has his own comfort to be conscious of, and yet...]
get used to cleaning your bed every night, denji.
[you asked for this.]