[ there's something strangely sweet in the casual little touch, something that makes charles let out a little exhale, the corners of his mouth tilting up slightly.
a stray strand of hair keeps trying to fall over junpei's eyes, and almost on reflex, charles moves his hand from where it's still resting on the side of the pillow and tucks it behind his ear, absently carding his fingers through his hair. ]
Think it's time for the human to get some rest, yeah? It's pretty late.
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a stray strand of hair keeps trying to fall over junpei's eyes, and almost on reflex, charles moves his hand from where it's still resting on the side of the pillow and tucks it behind his ear, absently carding his fingers through his hair. ]
Think it's time for the human to get some rest, yeah? It's pretty late.