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Nanami sneaks a glance at you out of the corner of his eye, but you catch him, beaming back at him and making him smile in turn. His long fingers tap a rhythm into the steering wheel - along to the carefree classic rock he's all too familiar with, one of his mainstays as a teenager and not easily forgotten - and he regretfully averts his eyes back to the road.
Wind whips at your hair, and you hold a hand out of the car window to play with it, fingers dancing in the cool summer breeze as you giggle, soft and musical. When you turn back to your lover, he's looking at you again, and you can't fight your devilish grin if you tried. "You should really keep your eyes on the road, honey," you chastise, lounging back in your seat and watching him to make sure he does so.
"Says the one distracting me," Nanami murmurs, looking ahead once more, though a smirk plays on his lips. The sun is somewhat close to setting, but stray beams linger and wash over the scenery before you with the most beautiful shade of tangerine.
Though it's nothing close to the view immediately in front of you, you think.
Nanami had lent you one of his many pairs of identical sunglasses, a duplicate of the very same ones currently over his nose, and the lenses cast him in a harsh green filter that should be illegal to look this devastatingly handsome in.
You openly admire his profile, the sharp slope of his nose, the soft blonde hair falling in his face and framing those pretty eyes, high cheekbones - the faint flush in those cheeks imperceptible to anyone except you. The pale blue of his collared shirt brings out the lightest glow of his skin, smooth and warm and kissed generously by the sun (and your lips), the sleeves riding just slightly over his upper arms and exposing lean muscle. Your eyes follow the line of his arm over the steering wheel, trace the prominent veins just beneath his skin, to settle on his continuously tapping fingers. Oh, those fingers.
Before your mouth can start to water, you lean over the center console and plant a kiss to his shoulder, smiling into the fabric of his shirt when he instantly switches hands and lets you take hold of his newly freed one, leaning instinctively towards your touch with another satisfied glance. You trace a heart into his palm with your thumb, making him chuckle when he realizes what the shape is, though the tickle sends a light, pleasant shiver down his spine. You kiss a line down his arm then, humming into his skin, along to the song you know is his favorite, and he sighs.
"You're beautiful, but so terrible," he says as he continues to look straight ahead, just as you finally reach his wrist.
You're laughing, but you're determined to finish the little trail you've mapped out on his arm, and nip playfully at the tip of his thumb in retaliation. You kiss each of his knuckles in time with the melody still playing faintly, and just as it reaches the chorus, you lean up to press your lips to his cheek, pulling away with an audible smack that has him blushing slightly deeper.
"Terrible," Nanami repeats for emphasis under his breath, but a grin threatens to break across his face, and his free hand finds your thigh and squeezes.
You settle back into your seat, let out another giggle as pure, unadulterated joy bubbles up in your chest. Nothing makes you happier than watching him react to you, watching him adore you so completely he can't be mad at you, can't even keep his eyes on the road for too long as he's driving, can't help but laugh along with you. His smile can rival the sun, you think, his happiness could warm you inside out, for years to come - forever, if he'd let it.
The wind continues to tease at your hair, tickle your skin, taunting you, but when you lay your head back into your headrest, you pay it no mind, the man before you far too captivating to divert your attention away from him.
Nanami takes your hand this time, places a lingering kiss to the back of it before setting it on top of your thigh, your fingers laced together perfectly.
Silence falls over you both as a soft, infinite kind of bliss settles into your skin.