[ 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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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. ]