4 Works by lunarism
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Suna looks at him expectantly, guiltily.
He looks at him like he actually has feelings. He looks at him as if he’s not a dickhead for the first time since they decided to catch up and, maybe, he is trying after all.
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It’s in the darkness of 2AM. When they’re left to their own devices against the comfort of day-old linen and each other. It’s here, where thumbs smooth lovingly across each others’ cheeks and jaws and lips, that they find solace.
It’s an unwritten law; here you are safe, here no one can hurt you.
No one can hurt you, not when it is you and me, and me and you.
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It becomes a routine for them.
Sometimes they go grocery shopping and make dinner together, other times they end up talking until Sakusa feels like his own shower and bed is calling him. Every single time Sakusa gets home, shrugs his coat off, balls it up, and proceeds to scream profusely into the fabric for a few minutes. -
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He loves the feeling of sweat clad skin symbolising his tremendous effort, showing how much he worked for that point, that win.
It's a feeling that he seems to forget when the sun's light dips from existence and the earth cools and sweat plasters across his skin again and a months worth of built-up turmoil and upset force their way up and out of his throat at 3 am.