yeah, shu itsuki is absolutely the kind of person that, you know, doesn't really celebrate birthdays. they're too noisy, too lively, and in the grand scheme of things, it's just another day, so there's really no real reason for all this ruckus. he'd rather channel that focus into the studio, into work.
so really, it's no surprise that nazuna's text asking if he's going to come home early for once is what causes the date to click in his head.
he still doesn't really suspect anything, actually, after he sheds his coat and puts his bag down, spots nazuna's head poking out into the hallway and kind of just. follows along, bare feet on carpeted floor heading towards the bedroom and--
oh.
the outfit laid out on the bed is the first thing that he notices - it's not something that he's made, so of course he notices, maroon and gold and black and are those stockings--
and when he turns to see nazuna dressed in one of his shirts, just drowning in the plain white fabric, shu kind of. blinks.
connects the dots.
(ok maybe his mouth has fallen open a bit and there's definitely a hint of pink colouring his cheeks but-- goddamnit he's way too weak for this.)
he snaps his mouth shut, and moves to sit on the bed, next to the outfit that nazuna's laid out, and beckons nazuna closer. ]
You did this for me? [ ok so maybe the question is rhetorical but he asks anyway, and when nazuna's close enough, shu's touch is light, over his cheek, the length of nazuna's throat, and then his fingers work at the first closed button and then downwards.
he likes seeing nazuna in his shirts, but there's something else that he's more interested in seeing, obviously. ]
¯\_(ツ)_/¯ i guess
yeah, shu itsuki is absolutely the kind of person that, you know, doesn't really celebrate birthdays. they're too noisy, too lively, and in the grand scheme of things, it's just another day, so there's really no real reason for all this ruckus. he'd rather channel that focus into the studio, into work.
so really, it's no surprise that nazuna's text asking if he's going to come home early for once is what causes the date to click in his head.
he still doesn't really suspect anything, actually, after he sheds his coat and puts his bag down, spots nazuna's head poking out into the hallway and kind of just. follows along, bare feet on carpeted floor heading towards the bedroom and--
oh.
the outfit laid out on the bed is the first thing that he notices - it's not something that he's made, so of course he notices, maroon and gold and black and are those stockings--
and when he turns to see nazuna dressed in one of his shirts, just drowning in the plain white fabric, shu kind of. blinks.
connects the dots.
(ok maybe his mouth has fallen open a bit and there's definitely a hint of pink colouring his cheeks but-- goddamnit he's way too weak for this.)
he snaps his mouth shut, and moves to sit on the bed, next to the outfit that nazuna's laid out, and beckons nazuna closer. ]
You did this for me? [ ok so maybe the question is rhetorical but he asks anyway, and when nazuna's close enough, shu's touch is light, over his cheek, the length of nazuna's throat, and then his fingers work at the first closed button and then downwards.
he likes seeing nazuna in his shirts, but there's something else that he's more interested in seeing, obviously. ]