riverviewlogs | that nearly endless fantasy... [closed]

_{[ Surprisingly enough, Karamatsu who is usually full of so much energy, he's also worn out. Granted, he's been dancing (and stripping) for hours. All of the energy he has is exerted and Aoba can probably see that from the way his eyelids droop and the way he's a little more quiet than usual.
He ventures inside of the hotel-- huh. It's kind of an odd place for Aoba to stay, but Karamatsu doesn't think he should ask about it. ]}

Ah.. if.. I'm staying here, I do not think these clothes will be comfortable to sleep in.
_{[ I mean.. he's covered in sequins. ]}

[ Aoba had quieted too, lost a little in his own thoughts. He was taking his best friend to bed with him, something that still doesn't feel real even if he intends to just sleep. A lot has happened tonight alone and his mind is still reeling from it as the effect of the powder wears off. He puts a hand up to sweep Karamatsu's bangs up and to tilt his face so he can look at him. ]

You look exhausted. But don't worry, you can use some of mine. [ And smeared with powder too. Aoba turns and opens the door to the small bathroom and shower. ]

You should wash off too, I'll use the shower after you're done with it.

[ He misses his old apartment, but it was a little too painful to live there. So he'd packed up his things, packed up Noiz's things and sent them into storage until he was able to find a good apartment. He had clothes, some personal items, everything he needed -- including Ren, who was curled up in sleep mode on a small pillow near a desk.

Aoba pushes a soft t-shirt and a pair of loose drawstring pants into his hands. ] Ah, there's a toothbrush that came with the room too, but I already have one.

_{[ It's still surreal to him that he has somebody with him who initiates such soft contact. Mere things like pushing his bangs from his eyes and providing him with clean clothes-- it kind of reminded him of his mother at home. Dear sweet mother-- it's been nearly two years ago he was at home.

Anyway, he can't think too much about that right now. He'll just end up crying.
So, he takes the clothes and heads to the shower, looking over his shoulder at Aoba and giving him a beaming smile. ]}

You are.. my rescuer! We have to be apart for awhile, but I will see you soon!
_{[ oh.. okay... ]}

[ Aoba waves awkwardly as Karamatsu heads in, feeling a little foolish but he can't help but smile back. He could have sworn he looked sad for just a moment, but then he smiled. Karamatsu looks so happy and really, Aoba wonders if this is just the sort of ridiculous personality he needs right now to pull him away from the gloomier aspects of his life. ]

Rescuer, please... it's more like self-preservation.

[ He says while he closes the door behind him, not wanting to know what housekeeping would think if they changed his sheets to find it filled with muddy stains from all the color rubbing off on it... and sequins. Well, considering it's a quarantine-wide festival, they'd probably know full well and come to their own conclusions on how they celebrated it. Which is like... 100 times more embarrassing.

Right. Time to busy himself with... something. Aoba looks around the room and wonders if he should make tea, but then decides to grab a few bottles of water from the small fridge instead. He's also nervous, and it's not until he realizes he's flipping through channels on the TV before he realizes he's pointedly avoiding the fact that somewhere behind that door, Karamatsu is naked and showering.

Aoba claps his hands over his face and inwardly groans. This is bad. ]

I really need to think of something else...

_{[ think of something else if you want, but Karamatsu is in there as a constant reminder that he's there...
because he's singing..

It's hard to make out what he's singing, but he's belting it out to his heart's content. ]}

Eh? [ Singing? Is he singing in the shower? Aoba lifts his head from his hands and glances at the door, then claps his hands over his ears as he squeezes his eyes shut. No, no! Don't listen to that damn siren's song! He's determined not to think sexy things!

...Thankfully, the singing actually helps with that.

Aoba gently reminds himself that it was his idea to bring him here. So if he suffers now, he has no one to blame but himself. ]

...I hope the neighbors don't hear this.

[ Thankfully, the hotel's walls are thick enough to muffle even Karamatsu's caterwauling, containing it only for it's (unfortunate) resident (Aoba). ]

_{[ It doesn't last long, thankfully. Karamatsu takes long baths, especially when he visits the onsen, but a shower doesn't take him very long at all. He comes out in the comfortable clothing, his hair towel dried but combed neatly, still slightly damp.

Karamatsu smiles pleasantly, content to clean off all of the powder.. and kisses that were on his skin. He did take notice of the bruise on his shoulder but has decided to not speak about it. ]}

It is all yours! There should be plenty of hot water.
_{[ While Aoba heads to the shower, he may get to see Karamatsu approaching Ren and making kissy noises at him-- trying to wake him up. Pfft. ]}

[ That's something Aoba really has his sights on, a real bathroom. The apartments usually have western style and it isn't conducive to bathing with -- ah, nevermind. That's also something he doesn't want to think about. But a shower is good enough, especially when he feels a little sticky and disgusting after the club and getting clean sounds about as delicious as a good night of sleep. ]

Ren, wake up. [ There's a light sound and Ren's eyes open as he sits up and wags his tail. ] Can you play with Kara-kun while I shower? He's sleeping over.

[ With that Aoba leaves them to it and closes the door behind him, the water turning on a moment later. Ren jolts a bit because said guest is also making kissy noises at him and he instantly stands on his hind legs to put his small paws on his face. No, they've only just met! ]

Nice to see you again, Karamatsu. [ That slightly tinny but deep voice comes from the small ball of fluff. ] P-please refrain from kissing me...

AH! You are the cutest--
_{[ nevermind Aoba, Karamatsu has diverted his attention onto Ren already. Without even asking, he just scoops Ren up from his sleeping spot and cradles him like a baby in the crook of his arm. Good god. Somebody save this Allmate. ]}

I will reserve my kisses.. for somebody else!
_{[ gee i wonder who.. ]}

Ren-kun, I have a question to ask you if you don't mind.

Edited 2018-03-19 20:40 (UTC)

[ Isn't he just the cutest?! Aoba won't blame anyone for being as taken with the Allmate as he is. Of course, this means Ren must suffer being smothered with all this attention. ]

Wait, sto--

[ Ren is surprisingly docile, much like Aoba can be... he even fusses like him, only in a deep, formal monotone. He seems used to this, with his small paws curling up as he's cradled and his tongue sticking out. ]

Aoba asked me to entertain you, Karamatsu. Questions are fine.

[ Aoba, meanwhile, happily discovers that there's hot water after all and busies himself with washing off all the sweat and powder residue before he shampoos his hair. That's the tricky part, if he's honest, with his nerve endings running through each strand of hair making anything having to do with it a real Process. ]

_{[ It takes him awhile to actually ask the question cause he knows maybe it's invading Aoba's privacy, but he's too curious. His voice is quiet just in case Aoba will hear: ]}

... How upset is Aoba right now? If he's very upset, what can I do to make him feel better?

[ Ren falls silent, staring for a moment before he finally admits what he thinks is appropriate for him to say. ]

Very. [ It's an understatement. ]

His condition improved a little when we started staying here, and more when he came back with you.

...May I ask you a question?

_{[ AND MORE WHEN HE CAME BACK WITH YOU. Karamatsu is so touched, Ren probably sees some of that emotion on his face. ]}

Ah, absolutely. It is only fair!

[ Ren looks over to the door and notes that the water is still running, then turns back to Karamatsu. ]

How do I entertain guests during sleepovers? If you do this often, I will need to prepare.

[ He's overthinking this. Really, the only times he's had to trouble himself about a guest was when Koujaku invited himself over, but all he had to do was tolerate his bullying Allmate. ]

Aaaa, you're wanting to entertain? I think.. you are doing very good right now! It is fun to talk to you.. you're very fuzzy and cute.
We could keep asking questions.. or even better.. we can sing!
_{[ at this hour??? yes.. ]}

[ Ren's tail wags gently at the compliment. Listen, he might be cool cybernetic and AI on the inside, but dogs like being told they did good. Then he shakes his head. It's hilariously childish looking, considering how mature his voice sounds. ]

I am only doing as Aoba asked. But I don't think it's wise to --

[ The door opens and Aoba, his face partially obscured by a fluffy towel as he tries to gingerly dry his hair, exits smelling like soap and water. He's changed into a loose pair of shorts and a t-shirt. ]

Haah, that was refreshing. I kinda got a second wind just now...

[ Lowering the towel to his shoulders, he comes up to Karamatsu and stands close to his side as he reaches out to ruffle the soft fur on Ren's belly. ]

You two seem to be getting along. Do you mind if I borrow Karamatsu for a moment?

_{[ Oh. Karamatsu is a little embarrassed he became so focused on Ren, he forgot why he was here! How could someone forget that? Well-- Karamatsu has the attention span of a gnat, so maybe that's why. He sets Ren back on his pillow and looks over at Aoba. ]}

Heh.. we were about to sing.
_{[ AT THIS HOUR... yes. ]}

But don't worry.. my night is still devoted to you!
_{[ right.. ]}

[ HE'S ALREADY TUGGING HIS ARM. ]

Yes, yes, this waaaay~

[ Ren makes some objection in the background, something about how he certainly was not about to sing and certainly not at this hour. Ren offers his robotic consent and just busies himself in turning in circles on the pillow until he finally curls up again, resting. As soon as Aoba can, he pulls him to the side by his arm and flicks his forehead with his finger. ]

That's for giving me a hickey!

[ Planting his hands on his hips, he frowns at him and... sure enough, just visible above the neck of his shirt and between the folds of the towel is the tell-tale sign of a bruise forming. He got him pretty good too! ]

I get that it's your first time, but even you should know this kind of thing is too much!

_{[ At first, Karamatsu grimaces a bit at being tugged and flicked at. He doesn't know! He hasn't really made out with anyone before. Were hickeys really that horrible of a thing? Karamatsu didn't think so. He didn't mind the one on his shoulder, so he couldn't understand.
His face falls slightly. Oh no, he did something again-- he did something wrong and overstepped himself. It's going to cause more problems!

His mouth hangs halfway open, unsure of what to say. ]}

_{[ However, if it were that big of a deal, Aoba probably wouldn't have invited him over. Something about this banter seems a bit lighthearted. Not to mention, Aoba was getting into it too, wasn't he? His tips his head to one of his shoulders, giving the hickey a good look.

Then, a smile just creeps across his face and he calmly speaks, pointing at Aoba. He even looks kind of proud. ]}

Heh. You liked it.
_{[ OH. ]}

[ At first, Aoba's down-turned brows quirk slightly as he recoils, half-expecting him to fluster into an apology, cry or make some ridiculously clueless statement, but instead he does something completely unexpected. Aoba blinks, color blooming to his cheeks as his face heats up. His heart just started beating a little faster too, and that's...

Flustered, Aoba tries to throw up his own defense and ends up stammering instead. Because he's completely spot on. ]

Th-that's not...! It was only because of that weird powder... I mean...!

[ He trails off, unwilling to continue the lie but not wanting to take that lying down either. He's not sure what's bugging him more, the smug and self satisfied look on his face or the fact that he's right. ]

A-at least don't put it where anyone else can see!

_{[ Oh.. that's too cute. Karamatsu can't explain why, but his heart is also beating a little faster after noticing the color rushing back to Aoba's face. He doesn't think, he just goes in, wrapping his arms around Aoba tightly, holding him snug and secure around his waist. ]}

Ah-- I understand. It won't happen again.. maybe you forgot, but you left me one too. It's an odd spot.. but I hope I can show it off.
If I were to give you another, though, a place that is hidden is rather.. intimate, isn't it? Is that what you want? On your stomach or your thighs?

_{[ stop.. both of y'all go to bed.. ]}

That's... [ Actually kind of hot, please stop talking like that. He's going to get turned on again. ] You're such a menace!

[ Aoba tenses when those arms wind around his waist, his hands instinctively going to them as if to try to push them away. Turning his face slightly away, Aoba feels like his skin might actually ignite at this rate. He'd just calmed down after that shower he might have edged a bit on the cooler end in the hopes of just going to bed, and already he's firing him up again. How embarrassing. ]

R-ren. Go into sleep mode.

As for you, cherry boy... [ What a lame insult, but it's the best he can come up with under pressure. ] ...Are you coming to bed? Or... did you want to... talk?

_{[ Aoba may be taller than Karamatsu, but that doesn't mean he can't lock his arms together and bend backwards to lift Aoba a few inches off the ground. He does so, a jovial laugh erupting from his lips.

It was happiness.
And Karamatsu doesn't notice it right now, but he'll think about it later-- he'll think about how this is genuine happiness that he really hasn't felt.

He peers up at Aoba when he insults him. ]}

Of course! I am going to bed right this instant! So are you!
_{[ as he walks.. slowly.. carefully, carrying Aoba a few inches off of the ground with his spine bent backwards. ]}

[ Aoba feels his feet lift off the floor and he kicks them slightly, careful not to hit him but clearly not expecting this either. After the initial shock wears off, he bursts out into laughter. ]

Uwah?! Pfahaha! Let me go, Kara-kun!

[ For all his protesting, he doesn't put up much of a fight. He just ends up leaning over him as he's carried, bracing himself on his shoulders as he smiles back down at him. He's spent so much time sad and upset lately, it feels like he's living a different person's life. He's having fun, and while that sadness is still there -- probably will remain there for a long time -- but being with Karamatsu makes him feel good. He feels better today than he has in weeks.

He reaches up to brush his bangs from his face again, feeling the moisture in his hair, ruffling it. ]

You punk... I'm too big to be carried to bed like a child.

_{[ Karamatsu isn't super strong so he can't lift Aoba too far off the ground, but it's enough to carry him over to the hotel bed and drop him down on the mattress. Karamatsu follows after, eagerly, crawling on the opposite side of Aoba and busying with the sheets and comforter. He pulls his half of the bedspreads back, an odd smile on his face. ]}

It isn't anything like home here.
_{[ He means home-home. Back where the rest of his family and his parents are. Where they all slept on a large futon on the floor. ]}

Ah.. sometimes I really wish I could be back home, but that would mean I would be separated from you.

[ Aoba laughs as he's deposited on the bed, but scrambles to follow his lead, not wanting the weight of his body to hinder his ability to pull down the blanket. Then he stops, his smile fading for a moment.

Oh. ]

Ah... yeah.

[ Aoba pulls down the blanket and sheet, suddenly quiet. He's thinking about what they had said before... about going back home. He knows it's very likely that one day people he knows will decide to go back. He's considered it himself. But as he slips into bed, he just takes the towel from around his shoulders and tries to towel his hair, but mostly it's an excuse to hide his face. ]

...If you wanted to go see your family, you could. And maybe... come back. If you wanted.

_{[ It's a touchy subject. Karamatsu hasn't seen his family in two years since he disappeared and arrived on the Eluvio. When he was here, going back was out of the question. He snuggles into the sheets. wondering if the rest of his family even missed him. Surely they did! (Of course they did, he's just so insecure.) ]}

Mm. It's okay.. hah, I think.. there are more opportunities here than there were back home.
_{[ right, he's looking right at Aoba with the fold of the blanket hiding the small smile on his face when he says that.

Rebound boyfriend or not, Karamatsu didn't care. He wanted to be the boyfriend part. ]}

[ Aoba runs the towel through his hair a bit, then peeks out through a fold of the fluffy fabric himself. He can see that little smile and it makes him wonder what he's thinking, but he knows what he's thinking... and he's still wondering if all of this is okay.

He also thinks that he might be overthinking it. All they're doing is sleeping in the same bed. It's fine. Sure, things had gotten pretty hot and heavy for a moment, but that was just the festivities... right? ]

...As if I'd let you go back on your promise anyway. I'd never forgive you.

[ Remember? They promised they'd tell each other before leaving quarantine, even if it's just temporarily. He gets back to scrubbing at his hair, wincing through it and then tosses the towel over the side of the bed. Normally, he'd be a lot more tidy, but he's tired and comfortable. ]

I meant it, what I said before... I'd really miss you.

Not hardly as much as I'd miss you, mon chaton.
_{[ oh. NO. IT'S TOO SOON. ]}

I feel like here I'm accomplishing something, though, sometimes, I miss the rest of my family. I'm blessed to have at least two of my siblings here.
_{[ He says this as he rolls over on his side, placing his back to Aoba. There's a brief moment of silence, and then: ]}

—You know, I slept in someone else's bed once since I've been here.

[ Aoba's expression looks blank. He has no idea what he just said, but he wonders if he should just... let this one slide. He considers it, and then attempts to repeat it back at him, the foreign words don't fit right on his untrained tongue and just come out all wrong. ]

Moon chatown? [ That's not even close, Aoba, did you even try? ]

...Eh? In someone's bed? [ Aoba sits up slightly, with his elbow propping himself up and his blue hair falling over the pillow. This is really surprising, although... maybe he means this in an innocent sense? But it's hard to get a good gauge on him when his turned away like this, so Aoba cranes his head to look. ]

You mean like a sleepover?

_{[ He feels Aoba's weight shift and a flood of nervousness washes over him for some reason. ]}

--Y-Yeah, like that. I went to.. Genji-kun's place. I was very drunk, but we slept in the same bed, ah.. he held me close because I needed someone to talk to and.. affection.
_{[ He hates saying that he needs something cause it appears weak to him, but he feels like he's been honest with almost everything when he talks to Aoba. ]}

I was wondering.. if maybe you could do the same.

...Ah. [ So maybe... Karamatsu is into the skinship thing. He likes physical affection. That's... a little embarrassing, but they've done a lot of it already tonight and then some. ]

Didn't I say before? Why I invited you over, I mean.

[ Aoba pushes his pillow flush against Karamatsu's and scoots in closer, his hand touching his side from under the sheets. But he's a bit slow in the head from being tired and distracted and finally he realizes Karamatsu said something that's worth further questioning. Namely, the man whose bed he shared. It sounds really familiar... ]

Hey, Kara-kun. Did I hear you right? Did you say 'Genji'?

Did he have green hair and metal all over?

Yeah.. he wasn't very comfortable from what I remember, but he gave me good advice and comfort.
_{[ He second he feels contact and wiggled backwards a bit, pressing his back against Aoba's body. His hand goes for Aoba,s tugging it further around himself until both of their hands are placed on his own chest.

This.. this was nice. He doesn't think he's ever been held this way before. ]}

I have not spoken to him in awhile, but he is a good soul.

[ Aoba makes a small, surprised sound, but this... is absolutely in line with what he'd planned, he just... thought he'd have more time to warm up to it. It's a good thing Karamatsu cuts to the chase, or he'd have taken half an hour to get around to it. This effectively breaks the ice.

Aoba smiles against his shoulder as he remembers what he's seen of the hero named Genji. ]

Funny you should mention him. For the longest time, Shigeru-san spoke so highly of him.

[ Aoba draws his knees up, curling around Karamatsu's body, feeling his warmth bleed through his clothes and the sheets, wrapping him in a beautiful warmth that chases away the last of the winter chill and the loneliness he's felt. ]

Well, technically he typed a lot about him, since this was before he got his voice back... but when I finally met him, he looked nothing like I imagined.

...He's a good man, I'm glad you met him. [ Karamatsu needs more role models like him, he thinks. And it's a bonus that he showed him so much affection... even if that seems to twist a little inside, the fact this casanova of Shigeru's was closer to Karamatsu than he wa--

Aoba realizes he's holding Karamatsu a little tighter than necessary, and instead nuzzles into his neck to hide his quiet, possessive outburst. It's not very effective. ]

_{[ Karamatsu makes a little squeak when Aoba tightens his grip, but he eases out a sigh of contentment. This is just.. so wonderful. He doesn't know how long it'll last. How long that Aoba will stay close to him-- interested in him. He doesn't want it to end; he doesn't want to think about the prospect of being lonely again.

He thinks about how Aoba acted a few hours earlier and falls into a brief silence. He shifts, turning to face Aoba. ]}

Oi.. you really wanted to be intimate with me.. would you-- still do something like that if given a chance? I mean.. just because I've never-- _{[ pause ]}-- with anyone doesn't mean I wouldn't want to.. with you.

[ Aoba blinks into his face when he turns in his arms, loosening them from around his waist to let him turn before letting his hands rest on Karamatsu's sides. But then he mentions how hot and heavy things had been just hours ago and he feels his blood rush to the surface. His blush response is so immediate that it only adds to his embarrassment but he at least doesn't look away. ]

Maybe. [ The fact Karamatsu literally talks around the subject of sex only makes him more nervous approaching him halfway. ] I mean... if we both wanted to. Um, it... it'd be your first time, so it should be... you know, special.

[ And then it occurs to him that he has no idea what would make it special. He's had such a checkered past, most of it fuzzily recalled anyway, so when he thinks about something proper he kind of draws a blank and only thinks of things he does know. Which makes the fact they're sleeping in the same bed a ~~little~~ lot more awkward. ]

...You don't mean like, right now... do you?

Anything with you is special ♡.
_{[ STOP. NOOOO. ]}

A-ah, well..!
_{[ He sits up suddenly, looking perked up. His hair is a bit messy from laying on it wet, red blooming over his cheeks at the thought. Huh. ]}

If you honestly wanted to.. right now-- I couldn't say no!
_{[ a pause, and then he flops back down on the bed. ]}

T-Though.. it takes a lot of stamina, doesn't it? Oh, I want to do my best! I should prepare my mind first.. perhaps.

[ Aoba's brow creases when he says that, a small and nervous laugh escaping him as if to say, 'Come on, now' while being too polite to call him out immediately. It's short-lived, especially when Karamatsu bolts upright, leaving Aoba to blink up at him from the pillow and again when his strength seems to leave him and he falls back down again.

Smiling, he relaxes and then moves to brush at his bangs, pushing his hair from his face and touching his skin in a comforting gesture. ]

Mm. You should really take it easy. [ And they really should take it slow, Aoba thinks.

There's no small amount of humiliation he feels with how he behaved, particularly when he touched Karamatsu like that -- in public, no less -- and now he's probably going to sleep frustrated. He knows it was fun, is fun, but he feels a little guilty nevertheless. ]

Besides, it doesn't always. Sometimes you can just do some things that feel good but are kind of relaxing...

_{[ Even just simple touches seem foreign to him. He loves it-- tender physical contact-- and it shows the ways he simply shuts his eyes and hums slightly. Why was it so hard for someone to love him? ]}

Oh.. I— wouldn't know from experience.
_{[ He's embarrassed, but all of them still being virgins became such a joke among them all-- he didn't even realize it could be embarrassing. ]}

[ And that lack of experience is what gives Aoba reason to pause. But that reluctance is set on shaky foundation at best, especially given that Aoba likes him. A lot. And Karamatsu likes him, too, and has shown no qualms about expressing this even in rather - uh - pointed ways.

But when he sees him melt into that small touch, Aoba feels himself drawn in. There's a sort of reward that comes from it, the fact that he can feel his touch, react to it. It's like a rush of endorphins, watching him close his eyes and hear him practically purr. It also makes him notice something... ]

Ah. I knew it. [ He discovered - no, confirmed something he'd suspected for some time now, and it's not his inexperience. Although he might be using this so-called finding to distract him from that which he suspects he's so insecure about. ]

Kara-kun really does draw his eyebrows... [ After the shower, his real skin shines through. Aoba huddles in close to him and smiles playfully as he touches his brows with his thumb. ] You look so different when you're clean~ you're like a totally different person!

_{[ When Aoba talks again, Karamatsu opens one of his eyes. He's a little insecure about his appearance cause it's so similar to his siblings-- not only does he change his clothing to stand out, but he wanted to do something to change his face. Bolder brows just looked fitting for him-- if Todomatsu was into certain cosmetics, then he certainly could be too.

Anyway, he had forgotten that they can wash off, so he slaps his hands over his eyebrows to conceal them. ]}

Ah! I had forgotten.. I hope it looks okay, you shouldn't look too hard!

[ Aoba laughs and winds his arms around him, under his arms and reaching up to pet his hair. Now, now. ]

I'm sorry... I shouldn't tease. It's different, but you're still you even when you're wearing my clothes.

Besides, I'm getting to see a whole new side of you. [ He's not talking about the fact that he looks now more like his brothers than ever before, it's more like the intimacy of this whole night so far. He's surprised with himself, even a little annoyingly guilty about it, but he's also indulgently enjoying it. ]

It's nice that you take such good care of yourself, but in times like this, it's okay to let your hair down. So don't worry so much.

_{[ For somebody who is constantly worried about how he appears to others, 'letting his hair down' is a concept he never imagined. Was it really okay? He didn't know it, but he had been letting his guard down around Aoba for awhile now. He doesn't know how to take all of his attention and physical affection, he so he just stared at Aoba, baffled, his mouth hanging open slightly. It isn't how he would imagine himself acting while cuddling and sharing a bed with somebody he is having a major crush on, but Aoba said it's okay to relax.

So, instead of stammering and trying to look proud, he merely drops his head into the pets. Usually he hates his hair being messed with, but he can let it slide this time. ]}

I won't.. you can see my true soul if you want..

You mean you've been showing me some kind of fake soul all this time? That's awful...

[ Aoba huffs, amused, and looks at him in silence. It's weird, he really didn't think he'd feel this comfortable sharing his bed with him, but it's actually nice. Particularly when Karamatsu is behaving himself, if he'd had the energy to try to fool around... honestly, he'd be fine with that and that kind of scares him.

It's a blessing to have someone in his life that he's able to hold when he's feeling lonely, and he worries that there's a line that he shouldn't cross. But where that is and why it's there is a mystery. Maybe he's just still figuring himself out, and won't really know until he's done that. Maybe he's being overly cautious.

Aoba drops his head to murmur into his hair. ]

Thanks, Kara-kun. For this.

_{[ Karamatsu shudders slightly when Aoba talks in his ear, but he likes it. ]}

No.. I should.. be thanking you.
For once in a very long time.. I feel very happy.
_{[ He says this in a tired tone, his eyes slowly beginning to close. ]}

Mmn. Me too.

[ After all that energy and desire coursing through them, their bodies finally seem to deplete themselves. He sinks into that comfortable and intimate warmth. It's tame, far tamer than the sultry grind of Karamatsu's body against his, or the exploring touch of his hand over Karamatsu's erection over his clothes...

But now that they've removed themselves from the infectious mood of the festival and washed off the powder and cuddled up in comfortable, fresh clothes, they... seemed to mutually decide that they were far more comfortable like this. And this was good. Nice and inviting and pure.

Mostly.

Aoba holds his soulmate close and thinks, for the first time, that he's going to be okay... and it's significant because this time he actually believes it. Ren helped him, of course, but it was the more permanence of his relationship with Karamatsu, who despite his moodiness, has been a constant. A strange foundation on which he could root himself in this quarantine. ]

Good night... Kara-kun. ♥

Edited 2018-04-01 03:05 (UTC)

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