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It was past midnight and Shimazaki finds himself awake. Of course, it's hard to differentiate being asleep and awake since if you're sleeping you can't see anything; he can't see anything when he's awake either. The only things that helps him differentiate the two states is the thoughts he's having. He might not know what time it is exactly for he is sightless but he’s sure he’s awake at an ungodly hour.
The air is cool, and it made Shimazaki shiver a bit from the cold yet he has a source of warmth from the body beside him.
Minegishi was sleeping on Shimazaki’s arm, nestling himself close facing to each other, while Shimazaki has his arm and leg wrapped around him. It seems like the chlorokinetic prefer to make himself seems smaller when in bed. He can already feel his left arm going numb, but he didn’t dare himself to move for he didn’t want the other to wake up.They’re only cuddling but he wants to be careful with him. It’s almost like he's holding a cat. It’s the first time he has ever cuddled with someone he genuinely love.
If it wasn’t Minegishi, he would’ve shift positions freely and detach himself. He had a penchant on doing so on women he slept with. He only felt dominance whenever a woman clings to him. He didn’t care about them, if he feels uncomfortable, he would remove himself from whomever that’s holding him. He didn’t care who they were, because the next morning he knew he’ll be gone. Leaving nothing but confusion and an upset woman wondering why he left. Not even one of them stood out, another giddy woman, another fish in the sea. They all seem to exist merely for his sexual pleasure. It's wrong to objectify women, yes, but he sometimes wish they weren't so compliant. Repetitive, monotone, boring. He will only forget them, act as if nothing ever happened, then move on. Just like your typical philanderer. Yet he wonders how come he found himself interested in him, out of thousands of people he have met.
And this, feels much more...real. Compared to all those post-coital hugging he has been through. There was no sex, but the intimacy was overwhelming. His sight may be concealed with darkness but that doesn’t limit him on what he can perceive on this situation.
The roads outside are quiet. No cicadas were making noise. The clock is ticking but their slow breathing was much more heard. The room’s AC was on but he can feel the warmth of his boyfriend snuggling up next to him even more.
Shimazaki moved his free hand, running his fingers through Minegishi’s hair, and exposing his face a little bit more. It's straight, a bit coarse because he sometimes works under the sun. Curiously, it's a longer than most men hairs he knew. He loves how his soft and smooth hair lace between his fingers. He would run his fingers along them all day long.
Afterwards he cupped his cheek, rubbing his thumb above his eye. He noticed that he doesn’t have the hair that lines over it. His skin was so smooth, it doesn’t feel like they were shaved off. Who would do that anyway? Maybe it’s a distinguished part about him? Do people always have eyebrows? Shimazaki laughed himself off in his mind. He never really bothered himself to recognize how people would look like. It’s not like all of it matters to him, because he wouldn’t be able to see them anyway. And even if he can’t see, he would still find the Minegishi adorable nevertheless.
He then moved his thumb under the dark circles under his eyes. He can’t tell how they look like, but he can tell his skin was rather sunken on this part. People say you get these when you are too stressed or do not get enough sleep. How much has Minegishi been working? Does he get enough sleep? He can’t really tell if the other guy gets enough sleep as much as he does. It’s the first time they slept together on one bed, so he doesn’t know if he had always slept this soundly before. The towhead seems to be so comfortable resting next to him, maybe it would be better if they always slept together.
Shimazaki hovered his hand lower and his fingers reached his lips. Unlike women’s, which were so delicate and pillowy, his were thin and a few cracks can be felt along it. For some reason he finds it very... Endearing. It’s amazing how he can find someone so appealing to him without having to know what they look like. He never thought the distant and quiet person among them in Super 5 will be the one he’ll end up with, sleeping right next to him at this very moment. He always seems so intimidating, but seeing how he’s snuggled close next to him right now, he is actually rather timid and vulnerable. Probably not anymore once he wakes up. So he wanted to take advantage of this moment.
The raven leaned in closer, bringing his free hand under his chin, tilting his head up a little. If the towhead wasn’t sleeping, his face looks like he’s asking for a kiss. It’s an amazing sight he sadly might not be able to see, but he could at least imagine it. And he wants to give in to it so bad. He closed the distance between them, meeting each other’s lips. He pressed onto them softly as he moved his hand to hold his face once again.
Shimazaki slowly separates himself from the kiss. He then hears a hoarse voice coming from the other.
“Shimazaki?” Minegishi spoke his name the moment he wakes up, still sounding a little drowsy. He takes a glimpse at the clock. “It’s two in the morning...What were you doing?”
“It was that early? I didn’t know,” The raven made a sort of surprised remark then grinned. “We were hugging. That’s all."
Minegishi narrowed his eyes at him. “...You were doing something."
“I was?” Shimazaki acted as if he didn’t knew.
“...Y-you were kissing me,” the towhead stammered as he spoke." Weren't you?!"
“I was?” He made himself sound jokingly surprised it was obvious. He soons finds himself being smacked by a pillow.
“Stop messing with me! How dare you do such things while I’m asleep!" Minegishi scowled at him, he tried keeping his voice down as much as possible despite being so flustered.
"Why, do you prefer me to do it while you're awake?" He jested, to which his face was once again found itself come in contact instantly with the pillow. Shimazaki made a hearty laugh.
“It’s not my fault I find you so adorable.”
“I’m not adorable,” The towhead huffed, feeling his face heating up. “You don’t even have the sight for it."
“I don’t need sight to tell how appealing you are to me,” Shimazaki brings his two hands to hold Minegishi’s face. “Your face feels quite warm. You’re blushing, aren’t you?”
Minegishi wanted to snark something but the way his warm face complements Shimazaki’s cold hands felt so pleasant, it was hard for him to complain. He ended up remaining silent.
“I can always tell.” The sightless man smiled. He soon hugs the towhead closer and firmly.
Minegishi finds himself buried to his chest, breathing in the scent of fresh laundry and cologne that still hasn’t escaped his body. Their legs are both tangled with each other, and he can feel and hear his heartbeat loud enough this close. He finds being in his embrace so nice. He was never a really an open person, nor a sociable one. But with moments like these he's willing to let down his mask of aloofness and let the warmth come in.
“Hey, Minegishi,” Shimazaki spoke to get his attention.
“Yeah?”
“We should sleep together more often."
Minegishi hates to give in to whatever he says but can’t deny it. It’s been a long time since he felt such intimacy too. Maybe he was still a kid when he last experienced something like this. Feeling comfort by having someone by his side was something he didn’t expect he would long for.
“Sure," Minegishi made a muffled sound, bringing his hand over him, hugging him back.
The blind man sense a hint of pleasantness and contentment in his voice. He hopes he’s making him smile. Shimazaki hugs him even more securely.
“I love you.”
Shimazaki heard a long pause, feeling Minegishi take a long breath before he finally hears his reply that made his heart burst into euphoria,
“...I love you too."