[Nagito did have a point - Kel’s shirt was pretty much in tatters already. Sunny would feel awful if Kel had nothing to wear, even if they were in a sweltering Desert for now and Kel would probably proclaim that he was entering his ‘Tarzan era’ if a shirt wasn’t needed…]
Eyepatch… [The whisper left him as his throat opened up, the bed already working its magic to relax his tense posture. An eyepatch might be cool… then he would look kind of like a space pirate… but wait, Sunny wasn’t cool enough for that! The idea was tempting though. He wouldn’t say no if someone ordered strongly suggested that it was a good idea.
The teen nodded in consent for Nagito to continue his work, even if that thought alone had his heartbeat speed up again. Breathe. In and out. One, two, three, four. And repeat.
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for nowand Kel would probably proclaim that he was entering his ‘Tarzan era’ if a shirt wasn’t needed…]Eyepatch… [The whisper left him as his throat opened up, the bed already working its magic to relax his tense posture. An eyepatch might be cool… then he would look kind of like a space pirate… but wait, Sunny wasn’t cool enough for that! The idea was tempting though. He wouldn’t say no if someone
orderedstrongly suggested that it was a good idea.The teen nodded in consent for Nagito to continue his work, even if that thought alone had his heartbeat speed up again. Breathe. In and out. One, two, three, four. And repeat.
He still hadn’t opened his eye again.]