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How late it was, for Hira at least. He had a relatively good sleep schedule usually. Yet unfortunately tonight the poor boy had to complete God know how many documents for himself and Seth. He insisted for doing Seth's paperwork, has a bad habit of working himself until he passes out cold on his desk. It was wrong he knew it, but it only happened at the nuclear facility at least. Though this time it was at home. Seth was here to worry. Not to take action; but, oh, the worry was there. He wanted to take care. He wanted to shake some sense into him, but waking him up? Hira's cuteness didn't allow him to
So he pulled the boys chair over, too to carry Hira to his bed. So as mentioned before, he pushed his chair over to Hirano's bed and lay down carefully. After he did, Seth looked at Hira's delicate sleeping form for a bit and walk away. A soft crown was heard from Hirano as he tried to leave. Poor blueberry boy was lonely and wanted his roommate to keep him company, which Seth ended up doing. He softly laid the other boy's head on his lap interest hesitant circles in his blue hair. It was soft and fluffy, very well kept unlike Seth knotted hair. He didn't remember the last time he brushed his hair not because Hirano reminded him, but because he thought about it himself. Well, that didn't matter now, all Seth cared about was Hira period only him. His soft skin, his delicate hair, his lips... his lips, his lips... Seth sure looked at his lips a very long time. His thoughts were empty and full at the same time.
Only Hira and his stupid blueberry whatevers make him feel like that. He's stupid eyes, his stupid waist... his stupid everything. God had a lot of self-control to not just.. steal him a kiss. Just one, and he'll stop. Just one, Hira what even know about it. Just one, just one... no, no. He shouldn't even think about it. God, this was hard, so hard...
He thought "Just leave! Just leave him alone!", but he didn't; he couldn't. Hirano's sleep face kept him, and the fear of waking him up was staring in the corner of the room, watching intensely... until he delicately laid his head on the multiple pillows in his bed. His hair was messy, but his face was so ethereal. It hurts Seth but he had to leave. His thoughts were uncontrollable for the least to say.
His hand softly grabbed the door knob, when he heard a soft mumble coming from Hira's mouth:
"Seth.... Where are you going...?"