Sol's heart skipped a beat, his eyes turning wide.
This was the first time Gin called his name as if he was... someone close. His tone wasn't hurried nor mad, unlike how he always used toward Sol.
The way he spoke to Sol at this moment was completely different and strange. And it made Sol dizzy, his head turning to mush.
"Sol..." Gin uttered once more, his voice akin to a cool breeze hitting the skin that had been burned by raging flames. It made Sol weak, too much that he thought his body would melt from just listening to Gin's voice alone. He shivered as he suddenly felt Gin's hands on the sheets beside him. Then in an instant, Gin was looming over him, his entire shadow covering Sol's being as Gin tightened his grip on the sheets.
"Can I..." Gin's voice was laced with something Sol didn't expect, yet, there was also an abundant amount of patience and self-control as he lowered his head and asked, "...touch you?"
Thump. Thump.
