( One day Emil will ask him wtf was up, don't worry. The annoyed noise is par for the course, and he just closes his eyes in response. He's suddenly not opposed to a nap, but tiredness isn't coming to him.
He opens his eyes at the soft touch, feeling both the slight movement of the fingers and the hairs grazing his forehead. Lalli is there, offering some kind of apology. It's accepted, of course. Hair is one of his soft spots of course.
The next action is a true surprise, though. Lalli may have just been leaning in to give him a patented stare, but he goes further to press his lips right there, where he can't look up to see. Yeah, he can feel the slight presence of the hardened skin, but everything else is so, so soft. The expression he's making, fond but shocked. It's one of those things that comes with the territory, bit the actual action has stupified him. )
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He opens his eyes at the soft touch, feeling both the slight movement of the fingers and the hairs grazing his forehead. Lalli is there, offering some kind of apology. It's accepted, of course. Hair is one of his soft spots of course.
The next action is a true surprise, though. Lalli may have just been leaning in to give him a patented stare, but he goes further to press his lips right there, where he can't look up to see. Yeah, he can feel the slight presence of the hardened skin, but everything else is so, so soft. The expression he's making, fond but shocked. It's one of those things that comes with the territory, bit the actual action has stupified him. )