[Katsuki tries to do just that. Focusing first on how it feels to hold the gauze, the texture of it and the tension as Cole wraps his arm. And then when it's done, he lifts his hand to play with his fluffy hair. Focusing on the texture of that instead. Spiky hair that looks like it's full of gel and must be painful to touch, but is actually just naturally fluffy and styled like that. It's extremely soft, and grounding while he starts to slowly feel weirder and weirder.]
Everything's turning this bright... gross pink and green. I don't like it Cole.
[He closes his eyes, but he can still see the colours shifting even behind his eyelids...]
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[Katsuki tries to do just that. Focusing first on how it feels to hold the gauze, the texture of it and the tension as Cole wraps his arm. And then when it's done, he lifts his hand to play with his fluffy hair. Focusing on the texture of that instead. Spiky hair that looks like it's full of gel and must be painful to touch, but is actually just naturally fluffy and styled like that. It's extremely soft, and grounding while he starts to slowly feel weirder and weirder.]
Everything's turning this bright... gross pink and green. I don't like it Cole.
[He closes his eyes, but he can still see the colours shifting even behind his eyelids...]