leaning head against shoulders because 1. i'm on mobile & can't send symbol + 2. becauSE EVERYTHING ELSE DISGUSTS HIM
gentle touches. accepting. @dawnscars.
▲ : leaning your head against their shoulder.
the only sound is the soft thrum of music playing low on his laptop. they sit, quiet and comfortable, on top of a too-big comforter, surrounded by potted plants, among walls covered in old photographs and paintings, and notebooks filled with pressed flowers. it’s late, tsume would have usually left by now but for some reason this time, he stays. kiba isn’t complaining, even when tsume sags in exhaustion against him without even seeming to realize it.
he moves his arm and it finds its way around the other’s middle, pressing him comfortably closer to his side. he half expects tsume to pull away, to snap at him, but he doesn’t. a pleasant surprise, and it makes a hint of a smile tug at the corner of his lips.
wordlessly, he shuts the music off and closes his laptop with a soft click. kiba strains to reach around and shut off the lamp, leaving them in the dark, save for the pale moonlight streaming in through the window. when he lies back, he brings tsume along with him and tucks his head back against his shoulder. one hand strokes the back of his neck.
“sleep,” he murmurs. “i’ll be here when you wake up.”
