[... Closes his eyes, leaning back as their foreheads press together, knowing Shiro can feel him nod like this. He can't ignore how it feels good as Shiro's hand moves over him, it relaxes him almost as makes his heart race despite everything, and he sighs out slowly to orient himself more to it, and to him.]
Yeah, I do. [Softly, he says it as an assurance, honest. Maybe before he might've struggled with the notion more, maybe been hurt or demanded but. As he speaks, his words are murmur, low but steady.]
Knowing what the rest of the team already had on their plate, and what we're fighting every day, and- how it feels to even talk about something like this? [He's the first person to understanding how that must be scary as shit, nvm the situation.] I don't think any of us can doubt that you trust us. I know I don't.
All I'm saying is... not everything has to be like that here.