[He thinks he knows what Midorima wants, and it's what he's so close to— but it's scary. Eichi doesn't know what to do with it, how to react, how to stay composed. He moves his bound arms around Midorima's shoulders, fingers curling in where they can. He immediately ducks in to kiss at Midorima where he can reach, as well. His head, the side of his face, his ear, maybe even lower, if he's able.
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He doesn't have anymore words, for the moment.]