[That smile is a surprise enough to jolt his smile to a genuine one. He's stupid for trying to wait her out, because the longer he stays up the longer she will too--neither of them can relax like this. But he can't let his eyes leave her for too long, otherwise the fear snakes around his heart again.
There's the rustle of sheets and a sudden increase in heat. She's so close that he's having trouble breathing. She smells like Kido, the thick heat of the sick, and he feels like his lungs have begun to dry. He's sweating. She's too close, her breath is too hot against his already burning skin. But he doesn't push her away. He doesn't move. Even if being this close to her burns, it reassures him of her presence.
His hand on hers tightens. Don't let go. As long as they could touch each other, the other won't disappear. That's how it always worked...
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There's the rustle of sheets and a sudden increase in heat. She's so close that he's having trouble breathing. She smells like Kido, the thick heat of the sick, and he feels like his lungs have begun to dry. He's sweating. She's too close, her breath is too hot against his already burning skin. But he doesn't push her away. He doesn't move. Even if being this close to her burns, it reassures him of her presence.
His hand on hers tightens. Don't let go. As long as they could touch each other, the other won't disappear. That's how it always worked...
(He won't think about the exception.)]