(Kanda's left with his hand upturned and his eyes downcast to his palm. He felt it too. He felt it the chroma. It felt good, it felt warm, and he felt his body respond in an unfamiliar way that was more welcomed than he would have thought he'd ever feel after touching someone. What possessed him to touch Todoroki was likely the same thing that lingered beneath his flesh after having touched the other man. An urge to feel another one rather than avoid of one of their basic needs here. Like water, food, sleep, touch was another need they had.
Kanda was dumbfounded for a good moment before he lowered his hand and looked to the wine bottle with a heavy frown. Touching an object like this wasn't at all as appetizing as touching Todoroki's flesh.)
Wait..
(He turns his head toward the large man, then stalks forward to close the space between them. His hand reaches out again, but he doesn't touch Todoroki, instead he waits to see if the other will initiate the touch on his own.)
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Date: 2019-10-29 02:12 am (UTC)Kanda was dumbfounded for a good moment before he lowered his hand and looked to the wine bottle with a heavy frown. Touching an object like this wasn't at all as appetizing as touching Todoroki's flesh.)
Wait..
(He turns his head toward the large man, then stalks forward to close the space between them. His hand reaches out again, but he doesn't touch Todoroki, instead he waits to see if the other will initiate the touch on his own.)