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>Kanji let out a small smile at Kou’s flustered answer. Though he could tell he was obviously conflicted, Kanji liked how he relaxed into the hug, taking that moment to forget his worries. Since his mind was focused on this, Kanji hadn’t noticed as Kou followed him up the stairs. He jumped lightly at the soft knock, turning halfway around to blush at Kou.

Uh… S-Sure… Come on in…

>Turning quickly around to hide his face, Kanji walked over to his closet and pulled it open. He gazed at the shirts, but was too embarrassed to make a move to grab one. Kanji felt Kou’s eyes on him, gulping and willing himself to actually move.

>Kou didn’t pick up on Kanji’s discomfort since he couldn’t read it on his face because he was turned away. He nodded more to himself and entered Kanji’s bedroom. 

Thanks.

>Kou slowly made his way to Kanji’s bed and sit on the edge of it, holding his hands together in his lap. This was a gesture that he would sometimes do if something was bothering him and he didn’t think that words would help. He blinked a few times and was relatively more calm than he was a few minutes ago. Now that he had collected himself, Kou noticed that Kanji’s frame was tense. He slowly stood up and got off the bed. Kou cautiously approached Kanji and rested his head on his back.

Relax… There’s no reason to be so tense, Kanji.

>Tensing his body, Kou’s cold skin suddenly made contact on his back. His mouth forming into a straight line as a blush decorated his face, Kanji stood still for a few moments. However, he repeated Kou’s words in his head and felt his body relaxing. He brought his hand up and placed it on the frame of his closet, letting out a shaky sigh.

Sorry… I don’t know what the hells wrong with me… Maybe it’s ‘cause ya’ keep preventin’ me from puttin’ clothes on?

>He turned his head slightly to show the sheepish smirk twitching on his lips, letting Kou know that he wasn’t that bothered by it.

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