[The pressure is just edging on just enough, which is impressive because he's sure that it must be hard to remember one's own strength like that constantly. Daan sighs, rolling his hips against the sole, looking content for a moment.
Then he doesn't really expect the praise, softly spoken and sincere. That's what makes him blush, and he looks up at Cloud hesitantly.]
Am I?
[To him, it feels like it's just Cloud that's been swiftly coming to his side constantly. Trying to be strong, tender, and making sure Daan was safe. What the hell did he even offer, he wonders sometimes. When all he seems to do is just bring his misery into the picture.]
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Then he doesn't really expect the praise, softly spoken and sincere. That's what makes him blush, and he looks up at Cloud hesitantly.]
Am I?
[To him, it feels like it's just Cloud that's been swiftly coming to his side constantly. Trying to be strong, tender, and making sure Daan was safe. What the hell did he even offer, he wonders sometimes. When all he seems to do is just bring his misery into the picture.]