[He curls up on his side almost immediately to being set on the couch, facing the back of it to avoid looking out into the bedroom. He's content to just curl there on his own, and jolts when Karamatsu lays his own hoodie over him, and is startled by the warmth and comfort it provides. Ah, he'd been wearing that...]
[He waits until Karamatsu has left the room again before he shifts around under the hoodie, pulling one of the sleeves down to clutch between his fingers, burying his face in it and dropping off quickly into a nap more restful than probably most of the sleep he's gotten in the last six months.]
[He's still tangled in the sleeve when Karamatsu shakes his shoulder gently, and he startles awake in alarm, immediately rolling onto his back and sitting up. He drags the hoodie close like a lifeline for the scant few seconds it takes him to recognize where he is and who's talking to him, but the tension in his shoulders never quite leaves.]
[We need to leave. There was a sense of urgency to his tone that made Ichimatsu's stomach twist, and he nodded, sliding his legs off the couch to let his feet touch the floor.]
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[He waits until Karamatsu has left the room again before he shifts around under the hoodie, pulling one of the sleeves down to clutch between his fingers, burying his face in it and dropping off quickly into a nap more restful than probably most of the sleep he's gotten in the last six months.]
[He's still tangled in the sleeve when Karamatsu shakes his shoulder gently, and he startles awake in alarm, immediately rolling onto his back and sitting up. He drags the hoodie close like a lifeline for the scant few seconds it takes him to recognize where he is and who's talking to him, but the tension in his shoulders never quite leaves.]
[We need to leave. There was a sense of urgency to his tone that made Ichimatsu's stomach twist, and he nodded, sliding his legs off the couch to let his feet touch the floor.]