hearing the sound of someone calling out to him in the dark room, he opened his right eye just enough to peek around. he wasn’t sure just who would be trying to get his attention at this hour … or if anyone actually was at all. maybe he was simply dreaming that he heard those sounds. once hearing the boy begin to rustle out of his futon on the floor, imaizumi knew that it wasn’t a ghost at all. rather, it was sugimoto. 

    “what –” his question was abruptly cut off by the other crawling up onto his bed with him. lifting up the blanket to allow the other to snuggle in easier, his question had answered itself. honestly – if the boy really wanted to share a bed … he could have just asked in the first place. sure, imaizumi would pretend like it was a hassle, but beneath that exterior, he would be happy that the other asked – even if it seemed like he wasn’t. 

pulling the blanket back up, he asked. “did you have a nightmare … ?” as if he could not figure out the reason for the other joining him like this. he knew that he wasn’t the most welcoming of people at all times – but there were certain times where you could push the bill with him & succeed. it was all about finding the right time to get close to him. 

Feeling the other actually lifting the blanket to make room for him was enough to not back off, instead proceeding with his intentions. Exhaling softly when Shunsuke tucked both of them back in and feeling the warmth of both the blanket and the other’s body, he couldn’t help but smile to himself and be so happy that the other would not be able to see it ---- usually, it was all the taller needed to tease him, really.

Though, as soon as his actions were questioned, Terufumi moved his head up and stared at the other in confusion, embarrassed to be treated like a child.

“Nnnnno?!?! I was still awake! The bed just sounded a lot more comfortable than the futon...! Despite the traditional futon being such an important part of any household, as an experienced connoisseur of worldwide bedding, I must say that it’s still healthier for the back posture to have a proper mattress.” Despite the fact that this was the time to be sound asleep, he found himself unstoppable to start a pointless conversation on whether a bed or a futon was better.

       Ishigaki had made it his new habit to sneak his way into Tsuji’s bed and hug the man while he slept. He just saw fit for the two of them to sleep in the same bed ever since they had started dating. Perhaps, Tsuji wasn’t too keen on the idea, but the boy never heard any actual complaints from the man, so he just continued to do as he pleased.

       Feeling him move, Ishigaki shifted in his sleep, pulling himself closer to hug the other in his new position. It didn’t matter to him if Tsuji moved around, no matter what he would still cling onto him for dear life. Even if he knew he wasn’t going anywhere, he still wouldn’t let go.

        Nuzzling his face up against the man’s fingers, a string of mumbles escaped his lips, though none of it was loud enough to be understood. He quickly quieted down afterwards, keeping his face rested against Tsuji’s fingers.

      He couldn’t help but to snicker quietly to himself when he watched the other’s movements to be the same even when Tsuji turned to look at him -- he’d still cling onto him, and when he heard small mumbling noises, too. It was all too adorable, but he also didn’t want to wake his boyfriend up entirely, no matter what.

                  Leaning in, Akihisa placed a gentle kiss to the man’s lips, moving his hand from his face to his waist and pulling him even closer, even if this might’ve not been possible. The warmth he felt by having Ishigaki this close was the only thing he wanted -- and the only thing he needed -- despite the fact of him being such a cold and emotionless person, he felt his heart skip a few beats and literally melting from these gestures, it made him feel a lot happier than he thought he could ever be.

Send “(─‿‿─)” to cuddle with my muse!

      “Psht… Imaizumi…” The boy hissed towards the other’s direction through the dark room, though he wasn’t getting any reply. He guessed Shunsuke was asleep already, though not being all too sure.

                 Sitting up, he had a futon on the floor while the other slept in his bed – it wasn’t anything new for him to be shoved away like that, no matter if it was Imaizumi or another person, that was just the way people treated him. However, he took it upon himself to change something about that.

Send “(─‿‿─)” to cuddle with my muse!

       Stretching out his arm on the bed, Yasutomo used his other hand to gesture the man towards him. “Come here, bunny…” He muttered as quietly as possible, though that was kind of a task for someone who yelled almost all the time like him.

                                                      “Get yourself comfortable…”

     “ Why are you telling me that? “ He asked, eyeing up the numerous blankets that were on the other’s bed. Obviously, Kuroda didn’t get the hint, only thinking that Yuuto was complaining about it just for the sake of complaining.

                 “ Why don’t you just start the movie? You’ll forget about being cold. “

      Huffing a bit in annoyance, Yuuto moved to let go of Yukinari’s arm then, reaching over to get the remote and pressing play on their movie, while he wrapped himself into the blanket he had.

            There were a lot of things he wanted to say ---- or do ---- to show Kuroda how he had enough of these kinda of stunts of his. Instead, he grabbed for the snacks and hoarded them for himself, starting to eat and guessing that if the other wanted to have some, he will just tell him ‘why don’t you just go into the supermarket and buy you some? You’ll forget about wanting to snack anyway.’ ---- yes, something like that.