[He's smiling. Of course he's smiling. He smiles as he swallows, mouth that had been parted closing for a second, opening again to let out yet another breath. He smiles as he turns into the touch on his neck, hunching his shoulder just lightly, as if to rub the underside of his jaw against the side of Chuck's thumb. ] Your hands are freezing.
[He doesn't mind it, though. It's the one thing about the whole situation. He doesn't mind it at all. He probably never would, had this type of thought crossed his mind. In fact, he has a reason to smile, and that's because he likes it: he likes that goosebumps are running down his spine and back up to the back of his head. He likes that Chuck's moving, moving into him, and at the mere lean of a centimeter, he moves back against him, letting half of his weight fall down, press his legs into the space between Chuck's, the hairs on their legs scratching lightly. This is a position they're familiar with, after and during playful wrestles or plain scuffles, but not with the pressure of the air surrounding them so heavy, almost damp enough that they're able to taste the remains of it resting on their parted lips with a quick swipe of their tongues.
He smiles, and nuzzles Chuck's nose again. Just once. Doing it twice would be to have to draw back from the first after all.]
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[He doesn't mind it, though. It's the one thing about the whole situation. He doesn't mind it at all. He probably never would, had this type of thought crossed his mind. In fact, he has a reason to smile, and that's because he likes it: he likes that goosebumps are running down his spine and back up to the back of his head. He likes that Chuck's moving, moving into him, and at the mere lean of a centimeter, he moves back against him, letting half of his weight fall down, press his legs into the space between Chuck's, the hairs on their legs scratching lightly. This is a position they're familiar with, after and during playful wrestles or plain scuffles, but not with the pressure of the air surrounding them so heavy, almost damp enough that they're able to taste the remains of it resting on their parted lips with a quick swipe of their tongues.
He smiles, and nuzzles Chuck's nose again. Just once. Doing it twice would be to have to draw back from the first after all.]