[His heart leaps weirdly in his chest when Ren kisses his gloved hand, and without really thinking about it, he spreads his fingers to gently brush them against the other boy's lips. It's slow and hesitant, like he isn't certain if he's allowed to do something like this. Acting in the heat of the moment is easy, but something so quiet and casual like this is somehow frightening.
His fingers still and draw back as Ren speaks up; he needs that hand to push himself up higher on the bed, concern leaking into the set of his eyes.]
What are you talking about?
[He certainly hasn't noticed a change in the way people treat them.]
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His fingers still and draw back as Ren speaks up; he needs that hand to push himself up higher on the bed, concern leaking into the set of his eyes.]
What are you talking about?
[He certainly hasn't noticed a change in the way people treat them.]