[ this is the second time he’s seen mob cry, ever, and it’s all because of what happened today. because of that ridiculous job. because of reigen’s ridiculous plans.
he thinks every time he sees it he can see, just about, the delineations of his own despair. something wrenching in him that wants to give and give, but knows that doing so is contrary to his nature. someone else should be holding mob right now. someone who didn’t lead him to that awful place to begin with.
but he’s here now, they both are, and it happened. he gently brushes the flat side of a thumb over the tear tracks on mob’s face, lingers closer, lets them breathe the same air. ]
[He says it for himself as well, reminding himself, letting the tiny trickle of emotions happen as the slightest possible vent for all of the fear and sorrow. Comfort... he was here, safe and loved.]
I'm okay... I can try to sleep again. I'll go to the sofa...
[ he can admit that much, at least. in the solitude of the long night, holding this strange beautiful person close. in a moment like this, even reigen arataka can be honest. ]
You want something to drink, or you wanna lie back down?
[ reigen nods in the affirmative. he leans in, mouth brushing the space between mob’s eyebrows, before he pushes up to head over to the sink. he pulls a glass down from the cabinet and fills it from the tap, then steps over to hand it to mob. ]
[He likes it a lot more than he realized he would to have Arataka walking back to slide into bed with him again. He embraced his fiance, carefully and dotingly settling back down, doing his best to make sure his partner was comfortable again.]
[ nnnnnnnn jeez this is nice. everything is terrible. reigen’s made a huge mistake.
he shifts obligingly until they’re both settled, his back pressed tight all along mob’s solid front. he drops his hand down, folding over mob’s, bringing it up to press a lazy kiss to his fingertips. why not. ]
[ he’d been ready to pass right back out, honestly. for all that he’s kind of a degenerate, he sleeps like a baby, clear conscience, not terribly memorable dreams.
at the touch of mob’s lips to his ear something something in him lurches back awake, all of a sudden. he makes the tiniest helpless noise against mob’s fingers. real oh god oh fuck hours ]
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Thank you... I...
[I love you.]
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he thinks every time he sees it he can see, just about, the delineations of his own despair. something wrenching in him that wants to give and give, but knows that doing so is contrary to his nature. someone else should be holding mob right now. someone who didn’t lead him to that awful place to begin with.
but he’s here now, they both are, and it happened. he gently brushes the flat side of a thumb over the tear tracks on mob’s face, lingers closer, lets them breathe the same air. ]
It’s fine. Just ... be here.
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[He says it for himself as well, reminding himself, letting the tiny trickle of emotions happen as the slightest possible vent for all of the fear and sorrow. Comfort... he was here, safe and loved.]
I'm okay... I can try to sleep again. I'll go to the sofa...
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What, are you kidding? You already warmed up your side. If you leave I’m gonna catch a cold.
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[ dumb goofy midnight voice. ]
We’re entrepreneurs. We set our own hours, remember?
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[Shigeo smiled, feeling his face heat.]
You're funny.
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Well, as long as you think so.
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[He happily rested his forehead against Reigen's, his heart slowing back to calm with their closeness.]
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[ he can admit that much, at least. in the solitude of the long night, holding this strange beautiful person close. in a moment like this, even reigen arataka can be honest. ]
You want something to drink, or you wanna lie back down?
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Thank you... I think I can try to sleep again.
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[ he takes the glass when mob is finished and walks it over to the sink. he refills it for a quick sip himself, then pads back to bed, crawling in. ]
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he shifts obligingly until they’re both settled, his back pressed tight all along mob’s solid front. he drops his hand down, folding over mob’s, bringing it up to press a lazy kiss to his fingertips. why not. ]
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A slight mischievous impulse strikes him, and he gently kisses and nibbles the shell of Reigen's ear.]
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at the touch of mob’s lips to his ear something something in him lurches back awake, all of a sudden. he makes the tiniest helpless noise against mob’s fingers. real oh god oh fuck hours ]
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[Shigeo whispered it into Reigen's ear, smiling fondly. None the wiser.]
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I-isn’t everyone? Around the ... ears ...
[ his voice subdued because of the late hour, and also weirdly thin. he is going to internally combust ]
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[A smooch to the back of his head, instead.]
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why am i not kissing him
because we had!!! an awful day!!! and need to rest!!!
burying his face in the pillow instead, his traitorous body hot all over. ]
Get some sleep, you menace.
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[With a relaxing sigh, he settles and rests his face against Reigen's slightly damp hair.]