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“Sometimes,” Shouyou breathes into the cold air between them, their lips mere inches apart, “I feel like you were made just for me.”
Tobio feels his heart clench so hard in his chest it almost hurts. “What do you mean?” He asks, bringing his hand up to run his fingers through Shouyou’s curly strands, the red sticking up and out in random directions. It’s gotten pretty long, when was the last time he cut it?
He closes his eyes, relaxing under Tobio’s gentle caresses and scoots his body closer so he can entangle their legs together underneath the comforter. They’re both naked and exhausted- the result of Shouyou waking up at the crack of dawn both restless and needy and Tobio always willing to please him.
They lay silently for what feels like an eternity, simply basking in each other’s presence.
Tobio takes this moment to admire his boyfriend like he’s done many times before. His eyes sweep over every inch of his face, over every small detail that makes Shouyou so beautiful. He mentally draws invisible lines between each freckle scattered across his nose, and he moves his hand to cup the side of his face.
Shouyou opens his eyes then, leaning into Tobio’s touch.
“I don’t know,” Shouyou finally replies. He says it quietly, almost as if he’s scared to disturb the peaceful tranquility of the morning. “I just… love the way you seem to always know what I’m thinking and feeling. You make me feel so comfortable and safe and I’m just so- happy with you. You just… get me.”
He looks like he wants to say more, but instead he huffs out a shy laugh. “Ignore me, I’m just being dumb and gross. Eugh.”
“Yeah, you are,” Tobio teases, and Shouyou scrunches up his nose.
“Meanie-yama.”
They fall back into silence, but this time they’re gazing into each other’s eyes. Shouyou turns his head slightly to press a kiss against the palm of his hand, before grabbing it with his own hand and intertwining their fingers. The action is so delicate and tender, Tobio just wants to burst.
Despite the early hour and lack of sleep, Tobio’s body feels light and he’s wide awake.
“Me too,” Tobio says after a while.
“Hmm?” Shouyou hums distractedly, preoccupied playing with Tobio’s hand. He presses their fingertips together, creating misshapen triangles, compares the size of their palms, pulls at his fingers. It almost seems like he’s obsessed with the touch and feel of Tobio’s hands.
The sight is so endearing, Tobio can’t help but want to kiss him, so he does. He closes the small distance between them and kisses him softly, loving the feeling of Shouyou smiling against his lips.
When they finally separate, Tobio continues to talk. “I think we were made for each other. Sometimes, I feel like I made you up in my head and magically manifested you into my life.”
Tobio knows it sounds silly, which is why he doesn’t even pretend to get mad when Shouyou starts giggling and flashing that goofy grin at him.
“You’re right, I’m actually just a figment of your imagination and I’m going to start fading away any second now.”
“Oh, shut up,” He says it half heartedly, not even trying to fight that wiggly smile pulling at his cheeks.
They end up kissing again, soft pecks that make the both of them feel warm and giddy.
“Ah,” Shouyou sighs against his lips, “this is so corny.”
“Dumbass, you’re the one that started it.”
“I know,” he laughs, “but I’m just going to pretend that I didn’t. It’s much less embarrassing this way, Sappy-yama.”
Tobio rolls his eyes. “You’re so annoying.”
“But,” Shouyou sits up so he can glance down at him, “You love me!”
“Yeah, I do,” he says confidently and matter-of-fact, and it seems that Shouyou was expecting a rebuttal of some sort and not an out-right admission, judging by the deepening blush on his cheeks.
He recovers quickly and is quick to respond. “I love you more, though.”
“Impossible.”
“Tobio!”
It’s ridiculous, really, how they manage to turn almost every little thing into a competition, but it’s their thing. They go back and forth for a bit (“Shut up, I love you mostest-est!”) before Shouyou grows bored and opts to go back to kissing him instead.
It’s during moments like these that Tobio truly believes that they were meant to be, and when Shouyou looks at him with that look of pure love and adoration in his eyes and tells him, “I really do love you, you know?” Tobio knows it to be true.