[Well, it's not chatting. D blinks, somehow still surprised like all of this affection is novel. Which it kind of is, in his defense, but still - embarrassing. It only takes him a moment to settle in against Leon, content with this. Cuddling, but like, not humiliating the way he is genuinely humiliated by the word cuddling.
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Work in progress.]
Hmm. Good night, then?