Nonsense. If it bothered me too much, I would have moved.
[he slips from the window seat, draping the blanket over his arm. He regards the other man as he thinks, and when he finally speaks, Kristoph takes in a breath he didn't realize he was holding.
He smiles a bit sideways, relieved, and blinking a few times. In a few steps, he was right behind Miles, and he rested his right hand on his shoulder, grabbing him softly to turn him a bit. He drops the blanket, content to leave it forgotten on the floor for a moment.
His left hand finds Miles' jaw just moments before his lips find the other man's]
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[he slips from the window seat, draping the blanket over his arm. He regards the other man as he thinks, and when he finally speaks, Kristoph takes in a breath he didn't realize he was holding.
He smiles a bit sideways, relieved, and blinking a few times. In a few steps, he was right behind Miles, and he rested his right hand on his shoulder, grabbing him softly to turn him a bit. He drops the blanket, content to leave it forgotten on the floor for a moment.
His left hand finds Miles' jaw just moments before his lips find the other man's]