[ funny how something this simple feels like they’re clawing back something important. satoru suggests some lofty goal, and suguru grounds it into into the shape of something more achievable.
a reminder to sleep, to eat, to rest. the unspoken belief that they need to.
and it feels as natural as anything when suguru curls back up close and warm against him, when satoru throws an arm back over him and tangles their legs together under the blankets. ]
I missed you. [ it’s a soft, warm thing, murmured almost like a confession. ] I don’t want to do any of this without you either.
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a reminder to sleep, to eat, to rest. the unspoken belief that they need to.
and it feels as natural as anything when suguru curls back up close and warm against him, when satoru throws an arm back over him and tangles their legs together under the blankets. ]
I missed you. [ it’s a soft, warm thing, murmured almost like a confession. ] I don’t want to do any of this without you either.