includes: ukyo, tsukasa, kinro, hyoga
falling asleep on them (ć£Ė -ļ½”)į¶» š š°
tags pre-relationship, fluff
ukyo notices everythingāthe way your breathing slows as you drift off, the tiny shifts in your postureāso by the time you fall asleep on him, heās already prepared to catch you.
he doesnāt say anything right away; instead, he just smiles faintly and adjusts his position so you can rest more comfortably.
he finds your trust charming. people are usually a little more guarded around him, maybe because of how perceptive he is. but youā¦ you just fall asleep. itās something he doesnāt get often in a world thatās always so loud.
when you wake up, he dismisses your concerns with a gentle chuckle. ādonāt worry about it. itās nice knowing someone can relax around me.ā
the night was quiet, save for the soft rhythm of insects in the distance. you sat beside ukyo near the campfire, half-listening as he explained the constellations aboveāhis voice soft and steady, like the tide. before long, the warmth, mixed with his calm tone, blurred together, and your eyelids began to droop.
he noticed immediately, but he didnāt say anythingānot even when your head slowly tipped onto his shoulder. instead, he reached for his hat and placed it on top of your head, careful not to startle you.
for a long while, he just sat there in silence, listening to your slowing breath and steady heartbeat. it was rare for him to let down his guard completely, but with you leaning against him, the world seemed to fall into its own quiet rhythm. when you finally stirred awake, blinking groggily, ukyo only smiled. āhey, easy. you were out for a while.ā his voice was far too gentle for someone who claimed to be just a friend. when you sat up, embarrassed, he shook his head. āitās fine. I didnāt mind at all.ā
tsukasaās always composed, but the second you fall asleep on him, that calm cracks a little. he goes perfectly still, muscles tensedānot because heās uncomfortable, but because he doesnāt want to risk waking you.
heās not used to being seen as a source of comfort. people fear his strength, his idealsāso your trust throws him completely off balance.
he moves with caution, adjusting your head so your neck doesnāt hurt when you wake up.
the forest was still tonight, except for the soft rustle of leaves in the breeze. you sat beside tsukasa, your back against a fallen log. heād been sharpening his blade for the past hour, but when your head suddenly fell onto his arm, the sound of steel against stone came to a halt.
he froze in place, blinking down at you. the corners of his lips lifted faintlyāalmost imperceptibly. āyou really do trust me, donāt you?ā he murmured, shifting closer to you and setting the blade aside, his muscles relaxing beneath your touch.
the world around him was always loudāsurvival, duty, convictionāall things he knew too well. but right now, those fell away. his hand hovered above you, uncertain, before finally brushing a loose strand of hair from your face. the gesture was hesitant but undeniably tender. when you finally stirred awake, startled and apologizing, he only smiled softly. āitās alright. even the strongest need rest.ā
kinro stiffens immediately when you fall asleep on him, like his brain just blue-screens. heās not used to this kind of closeness, and it makes his heart stutter in a way he doesnāt quite know how to handle.
he sits there, staring straight ahead like a soldier on watch, but the red slowly creeping up his ears gives him away. he doesnāt move thoughānot even when his shoulder starts to ache.
after a few minutes, the tension eases. he glances at you from the corner of his eye and faintly smiles to himself.
if you wake up, heāll look away quickly, mumbling a quiet, āitās fine,ā in that stiff, awkward tone of his. but he wonāt meet your eyes for the rest of the dayānot because heās mad, but because his heart wonāt stop racing.
youād both been sitting guard near the edge of the village when the silence and cool night air lulled you into drowsiness. kinro was talking about patrol schedules when your head suddenly tilted, resting against his shoulder. he froze mid-sentence, blinking rapidly like his brain needed to reboot.
for a long time, he didnāt move. his back stayed straight, his hands rigid in his lap. but as the minutes passed, his stiffness faded. āisnāt it against the rules to be sleeping on the job? maybe I should wake them upā¦ā he muttered under his breath, but the words came out softer than he intended. in the end, he decided to let you rest.
the stars overhead shimmered faintly in the stillness. kinro let out a quiet sigh and glanced down at you again, ājust this once.ā when you woke up, rubbing your eyes and mumbling apologies, he turned away quickly. āitās fine,ā he said againāvoice firm, but ears bright red.
hyoga doesnāt react right away when you fall asleep near himāheās too good at masking his emotions. but inside, heās curious. intrigued. heās used to people keeping their distance, not leaning into him like you just did.
he watches you quietly, studying the calm on your face like itās something foreign. thereās a hidden fondness there, buried under all that composure, but he keeps it tucked away where no one can see.
he wonāt touch you out of respect. still, if your head starts to slip, his hand will move instinctively to steady you, hovering just close enough to keep you from falling.
the world was hushed, wrapped in twilight. hyoga sat cross-legged, polishing his spear, when you settled beside him with a sigh. neither of you spoke, you didnāt need to. the silence between you was steady, easy, and before long, your eyelids grew heavy.
he noticed when your head tilted toward him, your breathing slow and steady. his hand stilled on the shaft of his spear, and for once, he didnāt overthink it. he just let you rest there, the faintest smile ghosting his lips. āyouāre either brave,ā he murmured, āor reckless.ā
he stayed still for a long time, watching the firelight dance across your face. there was something strange about itāto be trusted this way, to be seen as something safe. he wasnāt sure what to do with that feeling, so he simply sat there and guarded it quietly.
