[ Readjusting his gaze as Minho touches him, his eyes fall to their hold, just shy as an effect from not being physical with anyone as far as he can remember ( except Teresa, and maybe Brenda, funnily enough ). Touching is new but it certainly isn't bad -- especially not when it's Minho -- but Minho takes his hand away and Thomas leans into it for as long as he can, almost desperate. ]
Okay. [ Thomas relents, taking a step back and picking up his pack. Minho is many things but a liar isn't one of them, and if he says something, Thomas will always believe him. He smiles a bit, though he feels like doing anything but, settling his pack on his shoulders and looking back at Minho. ]
"Remember that I love you", ay?
[ Attempting jokes when the atmosphere is tense, Thomas' main prerogative. ]
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Okay. [ Thomas relents, taking a step back and picking up his pack. Minho is many things but a liar isn't one of them, and if he says something, Thomas will always believe him. He smiles a bit, though he feels like doing anything but, settling his pack on his shoulders and looking back at Minho. ]
"Remember that I love you", ay?
[ Attempting jokes when the atmosphere is tense, Thomas' main prerogative. ]