[Of every possible reaction, Sougo somehow didn't expect that Tamaki would resort to completely flopping down on him, pressing him further into the couch and making him elicit only a soft noise in response. Sure, they may still be learning exactly how the other works, but Sougo was nearly positive that Tamaki would startle and scramble off to his room in response to this, desperately denying that it ever happened.]

...You're heavy.

[Or so he says, but even as his eyes narrow, Sougo makes no move to change their position or push Tamaki off of him. Instead, he only sighs and allows his free arm to circle around Tamaki's back, the familiar warmth of chroma beginning to make itself known.]

What are you doing out here?

[Go figure... If it wasn't obvious before, Tamaki's clearly grasping for straws here. How does being light change anything when he's the one being pressed into the couch? Honestly, it's a little frustrating that Tamaki isn't being honest, but Sougo wouldn't dare resist leaning further into this warm embrace.]

...Is that all?

[The moment the words leave his mouth, Sougo swallows thickly, fingers curling into Tamaki's shirt. It's not like he's never kissed anyone before - far from it, but the problem here is wholly Tamaki, innocently encroaching on that last boundary keeping them from completely falling into each other.]

Tamaki-kun.

[Even shifting to bring Tamaki's face out of his shoulder as he speaks takes too long, and while he's positive that his cheeks have begun to flush faintly with colour, it's all Sougo can do to desperately hope that he's able to maintain some semblance of a composed expression. Now that they're face to face, there's no turning back.]

Your eyes may have been closed, but mine were open.

["Wasn't trying to do anything" to him? Does Tamaki really expect him to believe that? Sougo's brows furrow reflexively, and he swiftly brings his hand down from Tamaki's hair to curl thin fingers into the collar of his shirt.]

Tamaki-kun!

[This sort of reaction wasn't difficult to see coming, and without thinking twice, Sougo shifts both of his arms to hold Tamaki more firmly. The way he's wriggling makes it evident that he isn't actually making much of an effort to escape, but it's just as clear that Sougo isn't buying his flimsy excuse to get up.]

Calm down! I'm not upset with you.

[If anything good has come from their history of countless disagreements and stupid misunderstandings, it's that Sougo has a decent idea of what Tamaki needs to hear in order to stop flailing - a direct, concise confirmation that he isn't going to be scolded. But seriously, does he really think trying to deny it now is going to get him anywhere? The triple moon cycle spells danger for both of them, and Sougo's positive that they can both feel the imminent threat looming over their heads.]

...Tamaki-kun. Look at me. [He breaks their silence almost hesitantly, struggling to maintain what's left of his composure in spite of the faint redness on his cheeks.] Can you look me in the eye and say you're being honest?