[ Looking up from his keys, Miyuki blinks, the picture of drunken, wide-eyed innocence at the sight of him. And then he looks pleased, practically melting as he moves to drop his keys into one of his pockets. Whatever, he'll find them when he's sober.
There's such a pang of affection in his chest - and it's been there ever since Kuramochi first started gushing about Ryousuke - but it grows fiercer as he sways into Eijun's space, coming up short just in time for just their noses to boop. ]
I did. Hello. [ ... and that's when he puts his phone down, whoops. ]
[ even after all these years, it still gives eijun's heart an excited little flutter to open the door to see miyuki, the door to their apartment that they've shared together for a long time. it doesn't help that the expression on his face is downright sappy, which is something eijun doesn't think he's ever seen in his life. it's cute and overwhelming, a little, and he delights in it, mouth curling to a smile until he snorts at the boop of their noses. ]
Hi. [ he chirps back, and pulls miyuki in through the doorway. it's for safekeeping, as he shuts the door behind him, that he keeps a hold on his hand and starts to pad back towards the bedroom, unsuspecting of any possible kiss attacks from behind. ] C'mon, bed for you, Drunkyuki!
[ It's been... interesting, learning to cohabitate with another human being. Sure, he practically lived at the Kuramochi household, but he did still have the majority of his life in a lonely house where steel and machinery were a constant backdrop to his childhood. He and his father were passing ships, mostly. With Eijun, it's like a constant whirlwind on a sunny day, and it's... it's nice. It's nice to have someone to come home to, or someone to welcome home. So he's feeling a little generous with that, now, with his inhibitions loose. ]
Whoop. [ Letting himself be pulled in, he shuts and locks the door behind himself, and it's only due to habit that he does this, and that he gets his shoes off before they're trudging through the apartment. Of course, since Eijun is susceptible to attack in all his gracious guidance, Kazuya takes advantage of it, darting in to kiss the back of his head, his neck, breathing out a laugh. ] Bed sounds nice.
Hey! [ jeez, eijun's trying to be good and helpful and kind and miyuki is the literal opposite of all of those things as usual. still, eijun can pretend gripe all he wants, but the affection is unusual and really nice, and he doesn't really think miyuki is bad (okay maybe sometimes.) especially now, when this is probably the most affectionate he's ever been in their literal years of dating.
so he ends up laughing, because when he breathes on his neck-- ] That tickles!! Lemme get you in bed in peace, jeez!
[ but he's also totally not pushing him off either. ]
[ Being told something is ticklish tends to result in Miyuki exploiting it, which he promptly opts to do. He rubs his nose into the short hairs at the back of Eijun's neck, huffing out a laugh before he kisses it, instead. It's hard for him, oftentimes, to be openly affectionate. He likes holding Eijun's hand nowadays, and will reach out for it with more ease than he once did, but PDA in general is usually reserved to when he wants to fluster Eijun.
Except, right now, he wants to kiss him everywhere. There isn't even sex on his mind - he wants to hold his hand and pepper him in kisses, and press his face into his hair and just breathe him in, where he's warm and has been sleeping. ]
Kazuya--! [ eijun ends up gasping out between laughs of his own, because his nose is super ticklish right there and miyuki is being literally the opposite of helpful. he keeps his grip on his hand to try and keep him from straying too much, but eventually eijun realizes he's not going to be deterred, and does his best to squirm away.
once he tugs him through the bedroom door, he huffs, though it's really not grumpy at all. ] Liar... you're like the least sorry person ever. [ grumble grumble. eijun turns around anyway though, and puts his hands on his hips. ] O~okay, no pants for bed! Lose em!
[ Even drunk the way he is, Miyuki feels something like a thrill hearing Eijun call him Kazuya. It's stupid and silly, given how long they've been together, but he loves it. He usually winds up amused by the way Eijun says his name, but there's always, always something different when he just uses his first name. How sappy and gross.
But he winds up laughing more, and lets him tug him through the door. For a moment, he can only stare at him, eyebrows raising amusedly in response to his hands on his hips. ] I am... sort of sorry. [ Liar. He does move to start stripping, though, shrugging off his jacket and going to start undoing his pants. ] You just don't want to share the bed with jeans.
If you sleep in them you're gonna be all cranky in the morning. Maybe your legs'll turn blue cause they get squeezed too hard! Nobody wants that!! [ can't you see he's looking out for your best interests! gosh. okay, kazuya is absolutely right, eijun is pretty positive miyuki is going to latch onto him the second they get in bed and he doesn't need to get scratched by his jeans through his thin pj pants, thanks.
watching him fumble with the zipper, eijun huffs a sigh, though it's nothing if not fond, and sways easily into the space between them to get them undone himself. it's not like it's something he hasn't done before, and the proximity's kinda nice. miyuki smells a little like alcohol, but he's warm and happy, and it's hard not to be happy standing next to him because of it. ] Jeez, and you tell me I'm a mess. You're a mess!
I'm pretty sure only hipsters have had that happen to them before. [ Miyuki laughs, definitely nasally because of alcohol, but he doesn't stop Eijun from coming into his space to undo his jeans. Instead, he drops his head down into the crook of his neck, humming and nuzzling his nose into the thin skin that he immediately seeks out. At least he lifts his hands out of the way so that he can work.
Were it anyone else, he'd probably just be a little shit and leave it at that. But there's always been something about Eijun that's brought something out of him. Sometimes not his best, but these days... he's made him better. And he meant what he said earlier - he really is happier for having known him. The smile on his face is almost beatific, where he's got it tucked away. ] You are a mess.
[ eijun can't see miyuki's smile, so he just continues grumbling, waving him off on his comment about hipsters. look, okay, eijun is aware how nice miyuki's butt looks in most of his pants, he knows they're pretty tight! he just settles for not arguing with him on it and works on his pants instead.
the handsiness is honestly just kinda cute. it's distracting, but good distracting, and maybe he can't help the way he's grinning down at his hands, either, as he unthreads miyuki's belt and pops the button, pulls down the fly. it's intimate, but not in their usual way, and it's...pretty nice. ]
No, you. [ he retorts, like an adult, and as he pulls his belt out, he leans over and smacks a kiss on the top of his head where it's resting near his shoulder. ] Done. Go take your pants off, already! I wanna go back to bed.
[ Dropping his hands down to touch Eijun's waist while he works, Miyuki closes his eyes and nudges his face against his shoulder so that he can push his glasses up off his face and into his hair. Without them mashing into his nose, he can get comfortable as he waits for his pants to be undone. This feels like routine, despite the fact he rarely comes home drunk - especially like this - and is often the one doing the stripping, in that case.
But it's nice. The intimacy is familiar, but lazy, and he sort of basks in it. As his pants are undone, though, he yawns and stands up straight after he gets the kiss. It's easy enough to wiggle them off, wobbling but not precarious as he kicks his legs free. ]
I-- [ eijun colors a little, flustered--he's always gotten flustered easily, especially when he's going to say embarrassing things. pausing from where he'd reached up to take miyuki's glasses off his face before he gets into bed, eijun's gaze flicks to the side, and he mumbles a little. ]
[ With his glasses off his nose like this, Miyuki can't really see much. Everything past Eijun is blurry around the edges, getting progressively worse the further away it is. But Eijun himself is clear as day with their proximity, so it's easy for him to watch his skin flush with color.
It delights him, and was the very reason that he started to flirt with him. Now, it's just something he loves to see.
A grin spreads across his face, because he's half-blind, not half-deaf, and he leans in to press a kiss to his mouth. Instead of being shitty or dirty, it's sweet, and a little happy, even if it probably tastes like alcohol. ]
[ embarrassed for even admitting that--because jeez, miyuki's totally going to make fun of him--eijun squirms a little in the silence. especially when he grins like that, and it just makes eijun's heart swell a little with a warmth that has belonged to miyuki and miyuki alone in the past few years.
he opens his mouth to ask what he's smiling about, but in the end, a kiss is a little easier. eijun tries not to melt into it too much, and huffs instead, gently curling the fingers of his left hand in miyuki's shirt to hold him there for the sweet, gentle kiss. he's just fine with acquiescing to that, and it takes a minute before he pulls back, and cups both of his cheeks instead, bonking their foreheads together.
he can't sound anything but affection. ] C'mon. Bedtime!
[ Kissing Eijun has always been nice. Admittedly, it was nice because he could train him into kissing the way that Miyuki liked, mold him and ruin him for other people, and it was... a little awful of him, really. More than a little. But now he likes the feeling, the closeness, the warmth that swells up in him when Eijun melts against him or curls his fingers in his hair. It turns to heat a lot of the time, settled in the core of him, but right now?
He's happy with the warmth, the way that Eijun bonks their foreheads together when he pulls back. His eyes crinkle with his smile as he scrunches his nose up, huffing a little bit of a laugh. ]
It's way past your bedtime, y'know. [ But he does nod, humming and rubbing his thumbs in his hips. ]
Says the old guy. [ because it's true--on both counts, really, because eijun is tired. playing baseball is exhausting when on season, and even though he only has four or five hours until practice, he's still really glad that he stayed awake. it's pretty rare to see miyuki like this, so it's...nice.
instead of peeling miyuki off of him, eijun just takes a few steps backwards, letting go of him finally and sitting back on the bed.
he flops back down after a second, grinning up at miyuki, and then scoots up the bed fully to get comfy in his usual spot. the bed is warm and inviting, and now that he's home...it feels like home again. ]
Kids should go to bed when their elders tell them to.
[ Drunk and affectionate as he is, Miyuki can still pull off the dryness pretty much immediately. He raises his eyebrows as he watches Eijun back up, letting him go reluctantly to let him flop. It's a good view, seeing him grinning so brightly and lounging back on the bed. So he absolutely can't resist coming forward.
He almost - almost - flops on top of him, but instead he drops onto his side of the bed. It's a bit of a process to weasel upwards, but he does it regardless, reaching out for him. ]
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There's such a pang of affection in his chest - and it's been there ever since Kuramochi first started gushing about Ryousuke - but it grows fiercer as he sways into Eijun's space, coming up short just in time for just their noses to boop. ]
I did. Hello. [ ... and that's when he puts his phone down, whoops. ]
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Hi. [ he chirps back, and pulls miyuki in through the doorway. it's for safekeeping, as he shuts the door behind him, that he keeps a hold on his hand and starts to pad back towards the bedroom, unsuspecting of any possible kiss attacks from behind. ] C'mon, bed for you, Drunkyuki!
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Whoop. [ Letting himself be pulled in, he shuts and locks the door behind himself, and it's only due to habit that he does this, and that he gets his shoes off before they're trudging through the apartment. Of course, since Eijun is susceptible to attack in all his gracious guidance, Kazuya takes advantage of it, darting in to kiss the back of his head, his neck, breathing out a laugh. ] Bed sounds nice.
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so he ends up laughing, because when he breathes on his neck-- ] That tickles!! Lemme get you in bed in peace, jeez!
[ but he's also totally not pushing him off either. ]
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Except, right now, he wants to kiss him everywhere. There isn't even sex on his mind - he wants to hold his hand and pepper him in kisses, and press his face into his hair and just breathe him in, where he's warm and has been sleeping. ]
Sorry, sorry. [ He's not sorry at all. ]
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once he tugs him through the bedroom door, he huffs, though it's really not grumpy at all. ] Liar... you're like the least sorry person ever. [ grumble grumble. eijun turns around anyway though, and puts his hands on his hips. ] O~okay, no pants for bed! Lose em!
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But he winds up laughing more, and lets him tug him through the door. For a moment, he can only stare at him, eyebrows raising amusedly in response to his hands on his hips. ] I am... sort of sorry. [ Liar. He does move to start stripping, though, shrugging off his jacket and going to start undoing his pants. ] You just don't want to share the bed with jeans.
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watching him fumble with the zipper, eijun huffs a sigh, though it's nothing if not fond, and sways easily into the space between them to get them undone himself. it's not like it's something he hasn't done before, and the proximity's kinda nice. miyuki smells a little like alcohol, but he's warm and happy, and it's hard not to be happy standing next to him because of it. ] Jeez, and you tell me I'm a mess. You're a mess!
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Were it anyone else, he'd probably just be a little shit and leave it at that. But there's always been something about Eijun that's brought something out of him. Sometimes not his best, but these days... he's made him better. And he meant what he said earlier - he really is happier for having known him. The smile on his face is almost beatific, where he's got it tucked away. ] You are a mess.
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the handsiness is honestly just kinda cute. it's distracting, but good distracting, and maybe he can't help the way he's grinning down at his hands, either, as he unthreads miyuki's belt and pops the button, pulls down the fly. it's intimate, but not in their usual way, and it's...pretty nice. ]
No, you. [ he retorts, like an adult, and as he pulls his belt out, he leans over and smacks a kiss on the top of his head where it's resting near his shoulder. ] Done. Go take your pants off, already! I wanna go back to bed.
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But it's nice. The intimacy is familiar, but lazy, and he sort of basks in it. As his pants are undone, though, he yawns and stands up straight after he gets the kiss. It's easy enough to wiggle them off, wobbling but not precarious as he kicks his legs free. ]
I told you, you could've waited in bed.
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....just wanted to make sure you got home safe.
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It delights him, and was the very reason that he started to flirt with him. Now, it's just something he loves to see.
A grin spreads across his face, because he's half-blind, not half-deaf, and he leans in to press a kiss to his mouth. Instead of being shitty or dirty, it's sweet, and a little happy, even if it probably tastes like alcohol. ]
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he opens his mouth to ask what he's smiling about, but in the end, a kiss is a little easier. eijun tries not to melt into it too much, and huffs instead, gently curling the fingers of his left hand in miyuki's shirt to hold him there for the sweet, gentle kiss. he's just fine with acquiescing to that, and it takes a minute before he pulls back, and cups both of his cheeks instead, bonking their foreheads together.
he can't sound anything but affection. ] C'mon. Bedtime!
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He's happy with the warmth, the way that Eijun bonks their foreheads together when he pulls back. His eyes crinkle with his smile as he scrunches his nose up, huffing a little bit of a laugh. ]
It's way past your bedtime, y'know. [ But he does nod, humming and rubbing his thumbs in his hips. ]
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instead of peeling miyuki off of him, eijun just takes a few steps backwards, letting go of him finally and sitting back on the bed.
he flops back down after a second, grinning up at miyuki, and then scoots up the bed fully to get comfy in his usual spot. the bed is warm and inviting, and now that he's home...it feels like home again. ]
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[ Drunk and affectionate as he is, Miyuki can still pull off the dryness pretty much immediately. He raises his eyebrows as he watches Eijun back up, letting him go reluctantly to let him flop. It's a good view, seeing him grinning so brightly and lounging back on the bed. So he absolutely can't resist coming forward.
He almost - almost - flops on top of him, but instead he drops onto his side of the bed. It's a bit of a process to weasel upwards, but he does it regardless, reaching out for him. ]