[ The excitement Yuji had felt when he'd been told he would have a whole day with Higuruma was immense - bubbling with an excited joy that he would never be able to put into words or explain. Other people might think it was super weird that he was so into Higuruma, that he wanted to spend as many hours with him as he possibly could, wanted to claim his time for his own, but he doesn't think it's that weird.
Yuji really likes him. He might not have expressed it all properly yet, but he does. He likes him so much.
Waking up early - or, at least, early in his books - Yuji drags himself out of bed and through the apartment. The smell of coffee is enough of a giveway that Higuruma is awake, and he steps across the room to wrap his arms around the man from behind, nuzzling into his back.
He's allowed to be sappy. It's his birthday, isn't it? ]
[ sometimes, even higuruma can't believe that yuji wants to spend so much time with him at all, that he likes him as much as he does. he's exhausted on a good day and overworked on others, he has no time for interests and hobbies. yet, here is yuji anyway, latching onto him from behind and nuzzling into the spot between his shoulder blades. he sets down the pot that he was holding, his hands coming up to rest on yuji's as he smiles at him over his shoulder.
maybe the hows and the whys don't matter. what matters is that yuji is here and he wants to be here, and all higuruma needs to concern himself with is making sure yuji is cared for and happy. ]
Good morning. [ he turns just enough to press his lips to the top of yuji's head, nosing against soft pink hair. ] Happy birthday, Yuji.
[ Yuji cuddles into him a little more, squeezing gently, feeling his heart race a little at the gentle touch to his fingers. He loves this, more than he could ever say - to be able to touch this man, stroke his fingers against his body, touch him and lean in to steal his kisses... It's more than he had ever dared to dream for. He wants this, more than he can express, and his cheeks are a bright red as he leans closer.
The room smells like coffee and their shared shampoo, and Yuji feels a sense of comfort that comes only from being somewhere that you consider home.
Lifting himself up, he smiles at Higuruma with big, wide eyes. ]
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Yuji really likes him. He might not have expressed it all properly yet, but he does. He likes him so much.
Waking up early - or, at least, early in his books - Yuji drags himself out of bed and through the apartment. The smell of coffee is enough of a giveway that Higuruma is awake, and he steps across the room to wrap his arms around the man from behind, nuzzling into his back.
He's allowed to be sappy. It's his birthday, isn't it? ]
Morning, Hiromi-san...
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maybe the hows and the whys don't matter. what matters is that yuji is here and he wants to be here, and all higuruma needs to concern himself with is making sure yuji is cared for and happy. ]
Good morning. [ he turns just enough to press his lips to the top of yuji's head, nosing against soft pink hair. ] Happy birthday, Yuji.
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[ Yuji cuddles into him a little more, squeezing gently, feeling his heart race a little at the gentle touch to his fingers. He loves this, more than he could ever say - to be able to touch this man, stroke his fingers against his body, touch him and lean in to steal his kisses... It's more than he had ever dared to dream for. He wants this, more than he can express, and his cheeks are a bright red as he leans closer.
The room smells like coffee and their shared shampoo, and Yuji feels a sense of comfort that comes only from being somewhere that you consider home.
Lifting himself up, he smiles at Higuruma with big, wide eyes. ]
You're so warm...