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As Yamato walked out of the bathroom, and walked into Kakeru’s room, he saw a small lump of blankets. He walked closer to the bed and saw Kakeru’s sleepy face. ‘So cute…’ Yamato couldn’t remove his eyes from Kakeru. His face was so peaceful, and looked so beautiful against the moonlight. Without really thinking, Yamato's hand brushed against Kakeru’s face. He tucked some of his hair behind his ear, making Kakeru stir and faintly opened his eyes. His half-lidded eyes and his gentle smile looking right up at Yamoto, made his heart flutter uncontrollably. “Mm…Yamato.. you’re back”. Kakeru slightly slurred his words, but they were heard. “Mhm, sorry I took a while.” Yamato apologized while trying to hold in his laugh. Kakeru got up slowly and groggily, moving further into his bed making room for Yamato to sleep in. Yamato was confused at first, Kakeru had to use his hand, patting the area next to him.
Oh
Now, Yamato was blushing hard. He awkwardly got on the bed next to Kakeru, and layed down, very stiffly. As he pulled the blanket on himself, he could hear his heart pounding loudly. He was worried he’d wake Kakeru up for not being able to handle sleeping next to him. Not that they haven’t done that as little kids, it felt different. They weren’t kids anymore. They were together, dating, and everything they would normally do as friends or platonically were now filled with feelings of love and adoration. As he relaxed, he couldn’t resist looking at Kakeru. His beautiful, sleepy, peaceful face facing Yamato. He wanted to so badly kiss him, but he was sleeping, and it felt wrong for doing something without his consent. He tried distracting himself by closing his eyes so he wouldn’t have to see his face.
He started drifting asleep, but he felt something on his arm. It was warm and it felt…heavy? He slowly opened his eyes to look to his side, and found Kakeru curled up around his arm. As his vision cleared, he could see Kakeru’s hand wrapped around Yamato’s arm. It took everything in him to not wrap him up in his arms, right then and there. ‘Am I allowed to.?I mean we are together. But would he be mad that I did it without his consent.’
The longer he looked at Kakeru, the harder it was to control the urge to not cuddle with him. He sighed in defeat and decided to wrap his arms around Kakeru’s small body. Immediately, Kakeru seemed to melt into the touch, which made Yamato more confident in his moves. Kakeru only seemed to push himself onto Yamato, curling up on his chest. Yamato placed one arm on his back and the other on Kakeru’s waist. He smiled at the thought of being able to see his boyfriend in a sleepy state, and being able to hold him like this. He kissed his forehead and nose before drifting away into deep slumber.
The sun hit his face, making his face scrunch. He opened his eyes to see a soft sun as it started rising up slowly. He wondered what time it was for him to wake up this early. He opened his eyes a little more to find himself freaking out. The colors of his walls were a different color, his bed was facing the other way. Was he dreaming? He started frantically looking to his side as his vision and thoughts started clearing up. He recalled the events from the previous day, which happened to be Christmas Eve. He recalled spending the days with Kakeru, exchanging gifts, watching Christmas movies and- That's when it hit him. He slept over at Kakeru’s house. He was relieved that it was Kakeru instead of anyone else. He noticed that he couldn’t find Kakeru anywhere. He slowly started getting up, but he felt something weighing him down. He looked to his left side and lifted the blanket to find his boyfriend still sleeping. His arms and face were pressed against Yamato's waist. Once again, he sighed, relieved that it was Kakeru’s home instead of anyone else's. At that moment, he didn’t care what time it was or what day it was. His attention fully shifted to Kakeru. He laid back slowly and carefully to not wake him up. He curled his arms around Kakeru - carefully - lifting him up to eye level. He let his hands rest on their favorite place, Kakeru’s cheeks. He could feel a smile creeping up on his lips. How can Kakeru make him smile so much and so easily?
He planted small kisses on his forehead, cheeks, noses and chin. He loved everything about Kakeru, even his insecurities and flaws. It broke his heart hearing such negative sayings out of Kakeru’s mouth about himself. His face being one of them, is what Yamato most loves about him. He loves kissing his face. He continued leaving small trails of kisses along his face, making Kakeru’s nose scrunch up. He cracked open his eyes trying to adjust to the bright sunlight.
“Hey…Good morning Kakeru.” He kissed one last kiss in between his brows. Kakeru relaxed into the touch. “Mmm good morning Yamato…” He replied softly. Yamato giggled and started stroking his cheeks, noticing the slight red tint that arose on his face. “What time is it?” Kakeru asked, yawning and trying to stretch out his limbs. “Hm, I’d say… around seven am.” He let go of his face after leaving a small and short kiss on his lips. “Why are you up so early then?..” Kakeru nuzzled Yamato's neck while asking that. “Dunno…” His voice trailed, not really having an answer and wrapping his arms around Kakeru’s back bringing their bodies crashing into each other. They were so close, they could probably hear their pounding hearts. He can feel his breath against hitting his neck sending shudders down his body. Yamato also heard a faint giggle coming from Kakeru making him confused. He was about to ask what’s funny, but Kakeru started leaning back looking at Yamato. Now it was his turn to place his hands on Yamato’s cheeks. “Hehe… I can finally hold you like this.” He started stuffing Yamato’s face with gentle kisses making Yamato internally squeal. He melted into the touch, closing his eyes, taking in the wholesome moment.