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Toge stirs awake, strong, hot sun rays hitting the plane of his face. Must be close to noon, Toge thinks. They should get up. His actions say otherwise though, as he turns, burying his face into the other’s broad chest.
Still, they should get up by now so Toge blinks, getting himself fully awake. He looks up at the latter, still very much asleep and a smile forms on his lips. Staring at him sleeping, he comes to a realisation. Yuuta… has gotten more handsome than before.
Toge doesn’t remember Yuuta looking so fine, with his slightly long hair pushed back, pretty defined features on his face. He has grown into his features. Or maybe it’s just that he hasn’t seen him for a year. He settles with both reasons.
It’s only been a few days Yuuta had returned, and they had decided to move into an apartment they had discussed living in when he came back. They finally then started living in the apartment just yesterday, where all their items have been organised and put in place.
There were much teasing and objection from both their batch mates and the higher ups for getting a place for themselves but what could they possibly do? Okkotsu Yuuta was an important figure in Jujutsu, they couldn't exactly stop him.
Toge reaches out, slowly tracing his features with the tip of his finger, from his eyes, nose, to his lips.
And suddenly he feels lips pressing softly against his finger. Toge’s eyes shift back up and he’s greeted with Yuuta looking right at him, a playful smile on his face.
Toge opens his mouth, about to say something to hurry justify what he was doing (totally not appreciating Yuuta’s good looks) but Yuuta wraps his arms around his waist, bringing him to settle on top of him.
“Ikura!” Toge yelps in surprise at the change of position, and his cheeks turn slightly pink.
There it is. This has been another realisation for Toge. Yuuta manhandles him so easily these days ever since he returned, like what the hell?
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You think you can just however carry me wherever you want just because you’ve gotten bigger and stronger huh-
Was what Toge thought, a couple of days back right before Yuuta casually carried him up over his shoulder like he weighed nothing.
Maki and Panda were laughing at them in amusement, Toge receiving no help at all when he demanded Yuuta to put him down.
Yuuta puts him down eventually, leaving Toge face red from being upside down and also he got a little flustered, because his mind was thinking wow that was actually kind of ho-
No. He can’t think that, because once Yuuta picks it up, that now, he gets more flustered from the latter and his bolder actions, he's going to tease him all the time. That was him towards Yuuta last year, and he had always found Yuuta’s reactions to be so adorable.
He doesn’t know what to think now, when Yuuta returns all looking like that. (That, he means looking five times more attractive than he already was. He’s not only cute now, but hot.)
As the other second years went off ahead of them, the said male flashes him a grin and he presses a quick peck on his forehead, before he tugs on Toge’s hand.
“Come on, still dizzy from how I carried you? Should I carry you back then?” Yuuta asks, slight concern in his eyes.
“Okaka!”
Toge doesn’t know if he should be grateful towards Yuuta for not noticing his inner panic or be mad at himself for blushing so easily now, at mere words of his.
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Of course, he’d notice it sooner or later.
Toge hopes Yuuta doesn’t catch on, but looking at the way Yuuta is staring at him right now, he has noticed the flusteredness on Toge’s face. He doesn’t bring it up though, only letting out a tiny smug smile that disappeared quickly off his face.
Toge is sure Yuuta is going to use this to tease him the next time, but thankfully not today.
Yuuta brings up a hand, reaching to cup Toge’s cheek in affection.
“Morning, love.”
“Konbu.” Toge murmurs.
As Yuuta tilts his head down to kiss him, Toge thinks, slow, late mornings with Yuuta are the best. With their legs tangled together under the sheets, warmth from their bodies pressed against each other, he could get used to this for a long time.
“So… what were you doing just now, touching my face like that?” Yuuta asks, drying his face with a towel. They were in the bathroom, washing up and it’s back again. The cheeky smile on his face. As if he doesn’t know what he’s doing to him.
Toge huffs, choosing not to answer the latter because Yuuta clearly knows it already. He finishes up and gets out of the bathroom to get dressed and he hears Yuuta calling him from behind, tone laced with mirth.
Nevermind, Toge takes it back. Yuuta definitely is the one who’s going to tease him now, instead of him teasing Yuuta all the time when they have just met. Oh, how tables have changed but Toge doesn’t want to admit to himself that bold and smug Yuuta is definitely hot. No, obviously not.
That mindset crumbles as soon as he pulls the neck of a clean t-shirt down his head, and he’s met with his boyfriend, leaning against the door with just joggers hung around his hips, top half bared.
Now, don’t get him wrong. Toge had seen Yuuta shirtless many times, they used to change casually around each other in Jujutsu High. It’s the fact that the intense training he had overseas made the other stronger and of course, that came with much more toned muscles and broader shoulders.
He hasn’t noticed how toned he is after he had returned, only how tall and big he had become when he had hugged him so tightly upon their reunion. (I missed you so much, love.)
Even in the limited video calls they had where Yuuta would put his phone on the table while he prepares for another day of training, Toge doesn’t recall seeing Yuuta’s build so defined that is usually hidden under his white uniform.
The training he had gone through overseas, must have been hard on him for Yuuta to develop so fast and well. The thought sinks in and Toge can’t help but to feel proud of him.
He hasn’t had the chance to ask how it went, maybe he will later. They finally have a day off today anyway, there’s nothing but time for the both of them today.
Yuuta goes over, picking a white t-shirt and he pulls it over himself. Warmth comes seeping from behind him as a pair of hands circles around his waist.
“Toge?” Yuuta looks back to find the other’s face pressed into his back.
“Shake.”
They stay like this for a while and Yuuta smiles to himself. He had missed Toge’s presence by his side so much. It’s always a constant comforting warmth, and he has it back now.
I’m so glad you’re back.
I’m back.