Now, he's never been the type to be into touch so much, but maybe that's just because he'd never really given it the time of day at all.

Right now, Katsuki isn't melting. No. Right here, right now, comfortably resting his head on your lap, in your bed, in your room, he is not having the most pleasant moment of his life.

“Stop moving, dumbass...” He grumbles, eyes closed. He could almost fall asleep in this state. He had never realized just how... Lovely, being held would feel.