#domon timeranger

"No, you don't get it, he'd only had one drink." Tatsuya grins. "He was so mad when he woke up."

"You should drink some water."

"Yeah, but then I'd have to get up, I'm comfy. You have comfy shoulders." A slow blink. "And you smell good."

"I was fixing cars earlier, Tatsuya, I smell like engine grease and sweat." Ayase scowls faintly. He's already changed and showered and he can still smell it, it might not ever come out of his hair.

"That's...that's sexy, though. You get how that's sexy, right?"

Ayase's ears are suddenly burning. "Tatsuya..."

"You smell good. And you have nice hair." Tatsuya shifts over a little bit; now he's distinctly snuggling, not just leaning against Ayase's side. "And you're hot."

"Tatsuya--"

He had something he was going to say. He's sure he had something he was going to say, something about how everyone's in this room all together and it's not just them. Which is important. In fact it's probably extra important given that Tatsuya's lips are now pressed against the side of his neck. But it's also very difficult to get the words in order, given that Tatsuya's lips are pressed against the side of his neck. Makes it hard to concentrate.

In a truly amazing feat of timing, Shion chooses this moment to turn away from the card game and say, "Hey, are you guys sure you don't want to learn how to--oh," and then politely covers his eyes. "I was going to ask if you wanted to learn how to play but maybe you're busy?"

"Mm," Tatsuya says into the side of Ayase's neck.

Ayase says, "Tatsuya, we are. There are. Everyone's looking at us."

"Ok," Tatsuya says, sounding unconcerned, and doesn't move his face or the rest of him. "They don't get to kiss you, though."

Yuuri is visibly stifling laughter as she reaches for a bottle of water. "Maybe you should, maybe you should hydrate a little bit, Tatsuya."

"I'm fine, it's cool. Ayase smells good."

"Ayase smells like engine grease and sweat," Domon says, quietly switching his hand of cards for Shion's while Shion and Yuuri have their backs turned.

Ayase feels Tatsuya frown. "Why are you smelling Ayase?"

"Oooook. I think I'll take that, please, Yuuri." Ayase leans forward, despite Tatsuya's weight against him, and takes the bottle of water, twisting the cap off and pressing it into Tatsuya's hands despite his grumbled protests. "You need water."

"I'm fine," Tatsuya says, taking a sip of water, still leaning against Ayase's side. "It's fine. This is good water."

"I'm glad. Stop kissing me in front of everyone."

Another, "Mm," from Tatsuya, now back to resting his head on Ayase's shoulder and not kissing the side of his neck. "Can I still kiss you when we're not in front of everyone?"

Shion, turning back to the table and the card game, puts a hand over his mouth to stifle a giggle and then lets out a dismayed squawk of "Domon," when he picks up his hand of cards.

Ayase stares fixedly at the wall, because if he looks down at Tatsuya right now he'll crumble completely. "...yes. Now drink your water."