Work Text:
1, 2, 3 taps mean I love you
It’s stupid, Gojou said, but physical affection never came easy,
How would it, when he was shielded from it from the ripe age of 2?
But Getou was patient, far more patient than Gojou could have been
They were two lost souls, dancing in that foreign wind
That comes with that stupid warm feeling in his chest
And that feeling of belonging radiating like a bright diamond around his neck
We are the strongest,
We are the strongest,
I trust you,
I love you,
I love you
Now Gojou sits in a gallery of his fucked up mistakes
Every frame contains his face
He doesn’t hum, he doesn’t whistle,
He can do nothing but
Tap, tap, tap
On his knee
I am the strongest.
I am the strongest.
