#...soft

Nobody at all:...

Nobody on Earth:...

@aoiiryoku​ said:  💖 26 c':

26: random! → 18:  a kiss on the forehead

Dabi’s weight against his side is unbelievably calming. They are sitting aligned at the shoulders, Dabi’s head resting comfortably against Tenko’s neck. As per usual after a hard day of work, they are relaxing on the couch, watching some stupid hero reality show. It’s probably the worst type of television, but that means Tenko has plenty of opportunities to complain about just how shitty it is.

“She’s such a bitch,” he starts again when a certain hero appears. “She’s clearly abusing her hero status to get free stuff. Why doesn’t anyone else see it?” He speaks quietly, focused on the screen. “So fucking rude.”

When Dabi doesn’t reply---no hum, no snort, no nothing---Tenko tears his gaze away and looks at his boyfriend. He appears to have fallen asleep against his shoulder, snoring softly. Tenko can’t help but smile at the sight, though he is also a little sad that work has left Dabi this exhausted. Being a hero is rough, especially as of late. They both have been busy.

@crue11 played: COMB / for niragi

𝗚𝗔𝗠𝗘 𝗡𝗔𝗠𝗘: RUNNING FINGERS THROUGH HAIR MEME

Despite the sun being high in the sky, the room is concealed in darkness — curtains drawn tight and the lights off except for the desk lamp that offers a soft orange ambience. Chishiya's has been nursing a headache all day, and had been WAITING FOR THE PAIN KILLERS TO KICK IN AGAIN when Niragi had shown up. Chishiya had somewhat expected Niragi to leave when he'd told him of the headache, of not wanting to do anything at all. Instead, to his surprise, he'd felt the bed dip with a familiar additional weight. He didn't say anything and let the quiet take over. It was a rare enjoyment, The Beach being quiet other than the muffled sounds of someone occasionally in the hall. Not near them, just rowdy but thankfully quiet enough.

Slowly the pressure in his head begins to ease up until its mostly just a dull throb, and Chishiya's eyes open a bit more to gaze at Niragi laying on the bed beside him. DIFFERENT THAN WHAT HE SHOWS THE WORLD. ( But Chishiya was already very familiar with that ; they both do it. ) Chishiya pushes himself up onto his elbow to sit up a bit more.

" Don't move. " Chishiya murmurs the words to Niragi, voice hushed and soft for the sake of his headache rather than anything else. He doesn't explain what he's up to when asked - more so because even he isn't entirely sure. It doesn't feel rational.

His fingers lift and he ignores Niragi's stare when he reaches out and softly runs his fingers through the soft black tresses. ( If he's even staring. He's not even sure how awake Niragi really is at the moment, like he was caught between dozing off. Chishiya isn't going to check now. ) He watches the strands slip between his pale fingers, then moves with surgical precision to tug the black hairband out of Niragi's hair and slip it around his own wrist. " I won't lose it. " CHISHIYA DOESN'T LOSE THINGS. But now he has more access to the rest of his hair and there's something oddly soothing about the act. Letting his hands run through his hair, fingers light on his scalp but just enough pressure to spark the nerve endings and the release of endorphins. It's a little funny how Niragi seemed fixated on his hair when Niragi's hair is also considered long - but Chishiya keeps that to himself as he slowly combs through his hair.

THE DESK LIGHT'S ORANGE COLOR SOFTENS THE EDGES OF EVERYTHING, makes the gradient between light and darkness fuzzy and gentle rather than sharp by stark contrast. Niragi's hair looks like firelight, reflecting the colors in the sheen when it falls free from his fingers. It's pretty. " So soft. " He muses instead, because that's probably MORE ACCEPTABLE - and then adds. " Don't you dare say anything about mine. " Still hushed to avoid irritating his head, but he narrows his eyes just slightly to add emphasis that volume won't. Not that it will stop Niragi if he wanted to. Chishiya wouldn't expect it to. It wouldn't be Niragi if it did. It doesn't matter what others would consider of it ; Niragi is how he is and Chishiya likes for that rather than in spite of that.

He hums pulling the other closer to him and nuzzling into his shoulder. "I want to stay like this for a little while longer." He says closing his eyes as he feels the others warmth now that he's leaning against him.