[ he's gotten a little used to being held by now, but he won't get used to it entirely — which is why he tries to pull away at first, surprised more by the suddenness of the gesture than the situation itself; it's hijikata, after all, and he's prone to doing things like... this.
that still doesn't change how much he freezes up, his breath nervously catching in his throat. and no matter how much he tries to focus on his words, he ends up fumbling for them anyway, composure rapidly slipping away by the second. one day, it's not going to scare him to death!! one day!!!
but to hijikata, that just probably looks like he's really embarrassed... and he is, to an extent, especially when he speaks like that... ]
no????? all mine... you make her lift leg
that still doesn't change how much he freezes up, his breath nervously catching in his throat. and no matter how much he tries to focus on his words, he ends up fumbling for them anyway, composure rapidly slipping away by the second. one day, it's not going to scare him to death!! one day!!!
but to hijikata, that just probably looks like he's really embarrassed... and he is, to an extent, especially when he speaks like that... ]
Then, what do you want? A kiss?
[ that's what he usually asks for, right? ]