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Aftercare for reo and nagi wasn’t really a thing, or at least the authentic one where one gets up, cleans the other, gives their sleeping figure a chaste kiss and that sort, these two did not seem to follow such a routine.
Mostly because nagi would almost always refuse to get up right after and letting reo escape was also something he never did. Reo would always get trapped between the other’s lazy figure, for him he didn’t really mind not getting the chaste kiss but he definitely would have appreciated if nagi let him to go clean himself, the sticky fluids inside him and on his chest were so yucky to feel once the high actually wore off.
Nagi thought otherwise though, he never mind the fluids sticking to him, well maybe because they never really ended up on his body that much anyways, reo would always counter saying he doesn’t know how sticky and yucky it feels too lay like that so nagi in return would lazily hug him tight bringing the violet haired’s head into his chest so their lower abdomens stick together and the fluid gets on nagi and he says
“There now it’s on me, so we are even right?”
Reo would just stare at the other in disbelief before just chuckling and deeping his face in the other’s neck, “idiot” he would mutter and place a little peck on his sweaty neck, by that point nagi would mostly be asleep soundly an arm around the other’s wait no intention of letting him escape in the dead of night to ‘clean’ ,
Honestly it’s such a bother why would one really care that much he would think the next morning then immediately discard the thought as it is too bothersome and continue to dazedly and half nakedly wait for reo to return from taking a bath because as soon he wake up the violet haired male feels gross, and despite nagi’s total of two protests for him to stay he lets him go and opts to wait instead.
“We could just bath together, you know” Nagi would suggest but the speed at which reo’s rebuttal would come could even offend the white-haired. Reo would counter that he would either start again or just lay down in the bath while reo would have to clean him up, while both the options are very attractively plausible options for reo on a normal day but he has to clean himself up and he would like to do that alone not with his giant baby right next to him in the bath waiting to be cleaned.
“Just wait babe, if you want me to clean you i’ll do it BUT not before I am done with myself” Reo would say as he shuts the door of the bathroom (not really he wouldn’t lock it because the rare chance if nagi really ever wanted to badly come in he could and reo would indulge him like the saint of a boyfriend he is).
Thinking about the offer nagi would just wait for his love to call him in and he can finally kiss the latter and hold him again to chase the warmth that he was denied in the morning on the bed and lay in the tub as reo would run through the knots of his hair until the completely melt away leaving strands of straight hair. The care with which reo washes his body makes him feel like a kid how his mom would wash him when he was a toddler placing her hand over his eyes and wash the shampoo away, reo does the same gesture with him as he leans his head over the bathtub the other would cover his eyes gently with his palm and carefully let out the shampoo then kiss his wet forehead.
Nagi also never denied the urge to hold him by his neck when he leans down to kiss his forehead and join their lips instead in which reo would melt until one oft hem pulls away because their necks hurt due to the position.
Aftercare for reo and nagi wasn’t really a thing, because this was aftercare for nagi instead, holding his lover in his arms feeling the other skin to skin and fall into the sweet slumber so close to each other.
He had never been one to care much about the aftermath of their doings so he could never really relate to reo’s ministrations, it was a hassle and a bother to let reo go, the sex wasn’t enough it never really is for nagi not because it was bad or anything but because he craves for reo in so many more ways.
In ways like these, skin to skin contact being able to feel the other’s body on his, ever since school nagi has been conditioned to be craving the other’s touch at all times because reo would just baby him and provide him little physical touches even when they weren’t dating he would ruffle his hair in a way that made him drowsy, carry him to and from places and nagi would fall asleep on his back as if that was the world’s most comfortable bed.
Reo to nagi is a breath of the simpler days, the days which makes him feel nothing is a hassle because reo isn’t a hassle, he is anything but. Always putting up with nagi’s slacker tendencies like he was born to care and love the other.
In turn nagi would be his treasure forever, siding with reo at every part of life staying beside him nagi didn’t mind being a stepping stone for reo but he knew in reality reo was his stepping stone and not vice versa, It’s not really an insecurity it is just the truth, their relationship was never a perfect 50/50 it was always an uneven scale of acts they did for each other.
Aftercare for reo and nagi wasn’t really a thing, because as much as reo would insist that he would rather clean up he never got up that instant to actually clean up, it was something both of them basked in, it was silent, comforting and most of all it was home for both of them.
Cuddling each other and drifting off to sleep is something reo and nagi in every phase of their relationship are familiar with, be it highschool best friends or newly dating or finally wed after seven years.
They had cuddled through the different phases of life, it was a vow of sorts they had taken at the tender ages of sixteen. Even when one was mad the other would sit next to them wrapping an arm around the waist until they sort it out and fall asleep because of course.
So of course being entangled in each other’s embraces after they become the most vulnerable versions of themselves is just their thing, they may not do it in the authentic way but they do it in a way which brings them both comfort.
Times where reo would actually be in some pain because of their previous ministrations is when nagi would let go of his practiced habits and run the lower back of his lover until it soothes out because he may be lethargic but he can never see his lover in pain.
Reo would assure him it’s nothing serious as nagi would immediately sit up at sensing the discomfort and hold him in his lap and rub his lower back, the white haired would just ignore him and place kisses along the line of his neck.
“Don’t want you to be in pain…” he would mutter against the sweaty skin of reo while his hands worked against his back, followed by light chuckles and hands through the expanse of white hair, “you really think I’m that fragile? Idiot.” Before reo places a kiss on the other’s lips and embraces him.
“Reo’s not fragile” Nagi would mutter against his lips, “but I just wanna show some care.” He would continue feather kisses along the violet’s chest lazily but still with care.
Oh, reo would think, something blooms in his chest, warm and comforting, full of care, care he can feel in his soul, They are so deeply connected, he is deeply in love with this man and wouldn’t have it any other way.
Reo would just join their lips after that and lose himself in the care of the man he loves and will forever continue to do so.
Aftercare for reo and nagi wasn’t really a thing,
because they just never tended to follow the authentic ways of doing things anyway, some things are just catered to be personalised.