Re: In-person: Misha & Damian
[He chuckles, and the sound is more internal than external, more in Damian's head than on the night air. He hugs the other boy back. Wings rustling, and they can be felt closing around shoulders, even if they cannot be seen. He kisses Damian's temple, and his lips press warmth there, not just against the skin, but in a soothing spill. He steps back after a moment, and he slides up on the warm hood of the car and pats the space at his hip.]