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[ There's something hopelessly endearing about Eijun as he grumps, only a little awake. He just wants to curl up around him and leave a trail of kisses, and if that isn't the most disgusting urge then Miyuki will eat every single one of his snapbacks and beanies. But he resists it, rubbing his calloused hand up and down his spine underneath his shirt, soothing and amused all at once.

It'd be nice if he could protect his pillow from Eijun's drooling and stealing, but. It's not so bad, when it smells a lot like him nowadays.

Chuckling softly, he raises his eyebrows in response to the cranky glower that he gets. There isn't much heat, though, so he doesn't feel too threatened. Especially when Eijun's a little blurry around the edges, Miyuki's glasses on his bedmate's side (because he trusts him not to break them, and also he had to leave room for his phone and tablet and sidearm on his side of the bed). ] S'mine, too. But I'm awake now. [ He kisses Eijun between his furrowed brows, rubbing his thumb behind his ear. ]

That doesn't mean you get to wake me up too, bastard! [ eijun's exclamation is extremely lacking in heat considering he's still waking up, and he absolutely does pout up at miyuki even with the little kiss. he's like a cat wanting affection--talk about if the sun's awake, i'm awake--but eijun can't find himself complaining that much. he sticks out his lower lip and grumbles, but he also leans back into the hand on his back, arching up into the touch comfortably.

maybe this isn't that bad. maybe being awake won't be the end of the world.

eijun yawns, a big, wide thing, breaking his pout as he curls up near him again, aiming to steal some of miyuki's body heat. if he's going to force him to be awake when he wants to be asleep he's going to at least act as a pillow, dammit. ]

You suck. [ he mumbles, but burrows in closer anyway. ]

Sure it does. [ Miyuki's not even sure what really woke him up, to be honest. Probably his internal clock telling him that he's slept past when he usually wakes up. It's a little annoying, but whatever, he'll drag Eijun down with him, and he doesn't have to get out of bed to do it considering how they're both curling closer to one another. They've gone from Kazuya pinning his limbs to keep him from kicking him, to them actually cuddling up to one another, asleep or awake.

Having some rainy day cuddling doesn't sound that bad, actually, and this coming from someone that wasn't ever big on the concept.

With a shift, Miyuki tangles their legs together so that their bodies can curl closer. Eijun's yawn winds up infecting him and he joins him as well, humming a little at the end as he buries his nose against the crown of his head, snuffling soft and nasally as he always does when he's first waking up. ]

I'm awake, you have to suffer with me.

[ eijun grunts in complaint at that, making a drawn out noise of annoyance but overall not paying it that much attention. miyuki might let him go back to sleep, maybe, but he's up now too and that means he's gonna stay up. getting all tangled in like that's actually not that bad, and eijun ends up hooking his arm over his chest to pull himself up onto it, dropping with an unceremonious noise to tuck his head under his chin. that's actually pretty nice, what with the heat of miyuki's body against his, and the rain outside.

he still feels sleepy. he's still mad he had his nice morning sleeping in effectively ruined. but...it's not really that bad.

biting back another yawn, eijun grumbles something that sounds like "stupid clingy miyuki" under his breath and attaches onto him further. having a bedmate, a warm bedmate who makes him dinner and sometimes pets his hair until he falls asleep like a puppy dog, isn't really so bad, either. ] Did the HQ lady call or something...?

[ A soft oof leaves Miyuki as he drops onto him, but it's largely faked considering just how comfortable they are at the moment. He strokes his fingers absently along the back of Eijun's neck, through the hair that settles across it, thumb rubbing a little circle against his warm skin where it rests. This is good, and a part of him just wants to draw up the covers around them both more even if that means he would have to pull his hand out of Eijun's shirt, or remove it from his neck, and he just doesn't feel quiet like doing that, even if it'd be a shield against the rainy weather and would keep the warmth of their bodies inside.

Angling his head enough to kiss the top of Eijun's as they get resettled, he moves to rest his chin atop it afterwards, humming a low and thoughtful noise before he actually gives him an answer. He's got ringtones assigned to different people based on importance of call, so Rei's would've woken him up immediately if she'd called. (Eijun's is #2 on his response time, but that's largely because of how often he gets into trouble.) ]

No, Rei-chan didn't call. There's nothing important going on.

Then why the hell are you awake? [ eijun grumbles this, though it's less heated than it is grumpy. he's never been much of a morning person, but no matter how much he determinedly tries to shut his eyes, it's not happening. this is all miyuki's fault as usual, but, maybe eijun's willing to forgive him.

he curls in comfortably against his chest, tucking his knees up against miyuki's thigh. the kiss to his head doesn't get ignored, either, but eijun's too tired to find it weird. after all, they've been pretending to date for so long, even eijun's starting to believe his own con.

with a large, doglike yawn, eijun squints his eyes shut and then flutters them open again, glancing out at the dim light of the room and trying to wake himself up a little further. it's not working--too comfortable. ] You suck. [ eijun mutters, but nuzzles his cheek into his chest anyway. comfy... ]

Dunno. I think it's past ten, at least, so that might be it. [ Miyuki rarely gets decent sleep, with or without his mask. He's so light sensitive, so sound sensitive, that he's just screwed no matter what, nevermind the fact that he just... doesn't do, or even really get, breaks. There's not enough time to get the kind of sleep he really needs, and apparently his body's made a valiant attempt to catch up on it.

But, here he is, awake anyways. There's not much complaint, though, considering Eijun curls up on him like he's Haruichi's size and not of a height with Kazuya.

Another yawn escapes him as he gets infected with Eijun's, shifting as his jaw grinds a little with the strength of it, but it's mostly to make sure they're both more comfortable than out of discomfort or wanting Eijun to get off of him. Believing his own con sounds about right, as he squeezes the back of Eijun's neck and hums. ] I know, I know. Sorry.

[ past ten...well, he guesses that's pretty late. he's usually up by six to go on a run on workdays, so he'll take it. blearily, eijun lifts his head up to look at miyuki: from the angle they're at, the light hits his face in a nice way that he can acknowledge even tiredly, and he curls back in and slides his arm across the front of his chest as if he could hold him down there. since he's making such a great pillow, and all. ]

What's for breakfast? [ two things eijun is thinking about at any given time: food and sleep. especially when miyuki is involved. cause his food is awesome. ]

[ Blinking at Eijun as he lifts his head, Miyuki raises his eyebrows in silent inquiry, watching him back - easy, considering he's the clearest thing he can see. But since he tucks right back in again, he doesn't think much of it and instead hums idly, scrunching his face up. He's just fine laying there, basking almost, especially once Eijun pretty much pins him in place with a cuddle. (It's cuddling, and he knows it.)

Sniffling, he drops his head back into his pillow. ] Since it's our mutual day off, I could do American breakfast. Lots of food, no need to get out the door. Can stay in our PJs.

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