[The warmth is so close. It makes Izuku slip into a hazy little dream of warmth and contentment. Some far-off fantasy where Katsuki is ...
... Wait. Is he...
Izuku seems to stir just lightly. Body shifting against Katsuki's weight and hand drifting just so over Katsuki's hip where he was resting it. He inhales softly, enjoying this distant and familiar smell of a boy. But then his eyes flicker open slowly and he blinks at Katsuki, half asleep.
Instead of panic or freaking out, Izuku seems to just lay there, motionless. Blinking slowly at Katsuki and glancing over his features.
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... Wait. Is he...
Izuku seems to stir just lightly. Body shifting against Katsuki's weight and hand drifting just so over Katsuki's hip where he was resting it. He inhales softly, enjoying this distant and familiar smell of a boy. But then his eyes flicker open slowly and he blinks at Katsuki, half asleep.
Instead of panic or freaking out, Izuku seems to just lay there, motionless. Blinking slowly at Katsuki and glancing over his features.
This is still a dream. Right? Has to be. Yep.]