[With all that's happened, Shinji is a balm. Kaworu had wanted so much to avoid him, to avoid failure, but he's given in, and look at him now... It feels good, better than he deserves. He huffs half a laugh and leans in, but it's to feather his lips against Shinji's forehead. This isn't even really a kiss; he's just resting. Mouth still a soft press, he murmurs,] Thank you for inviting me in.
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