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closing shifts at the pet store are always nice. no, you don’t work there, but chifuyu has always been kind enough to let you hang around between lectures.
(you remember his words, he thought he was slick: “if studying for your finals ever gets too hard, you can clean the cat cages! it’s therapeutic!”)
the reason why closing shifts are so pleasant is because you get to see your boyfriend in his natural habitat. kazutora’s eyes are always wide, scanning every other shelf while taking inventory. he’s careful with every task he does, skillful hands go a long way.
“i’m almost done,” kazutora’s tone is gentle, exhaustion barely discernible. “how’re you holding up?”
he looks back to the counter, blinking at the empty spot behind it. kazutora could’ve sworn you were there a second ago—
“i’m bored.” your voice comes from behind, part of him died at the scare. “plus, you look too huggable, so don’t mind me.”
kazutora has come a long way with hugs. your heart warms, he doesn’t tense at the contact anymore. he melts into it, rather. like a cat, adorably. your arms wrap him in a hug, hands slipping into his apron pockets.
the simplicity makes it all more intimate. “love you, ‘tora.”
kazutora closes his eyes. he pockets his hands in the apron as well, interweaving your fingers together. an i love you, too.
closing shifts are nice, because you do everything but the chores.
(“in my store? really?” chifuyu’s ready to fling himself out the window. “even after i went out my way to get beers for all of us? you’re both officially uninvited to my place.”
he’s so dramatic, as if he had walked into something utterly horrifying.
you can’t help but snort, chifuyu’s still holding the door open for you anyway. “we’re on our way!”)