[ he, on the other hand, is taking it slow and feeling -- happy. his chest is tight, and his eyes have gotten wet more than once. he rubs at them, surreptitiously, and smiles at Lelouch's back until they're in the house. he was thinking of maybe making himself a cup of tea, but he feels a little bit tingly with anticipation.
it is kind of hard not to think of that wild moment, even though on some level it feels like it happened months ago--
but he's jerked out of it by Lelouch's voice, sharp. impatient? does he want to-- no. upset. ...worried. ]
Lelouch?
[ he takes the stairs two at a time to come to the other boy's side and his expression is concerned now ]