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Tiger can't help the way he swoons in the face of Duennao's small displays of affection.
He knows how reserved Duennao is, typically, so when he kisses Tiger, takes his hand and laces their fingers together, leans his head on his shoulder, or hugs him around the waist, it's…
Well, it's swoon-worthy to him.
Which is why his ears heat up as he walks over to where Duennao and Typhoon are now mainly depending on each other to stay standing as Easter and North drunkenly whine about having to separate for the night.
Tiger smiles in amusement as he watches Johan whisper something into North's ear that makes his eyes widen until they look ready to pop out the sockets.
"Suer," Duennao drags out the name, low tone going high-pitched in an adorable little whine that has Tiger focusing on his boyfriend immediately. "Suer, hold me."
Those pretty lips curve into a soft pout, and Tiger feels like this should be illegal.
Then again, just about everything about Duennao should be illegal in Tiger's eyes.
"How should I hold you, Nao?" asks Tiger softly as he takes Duennao's hand and slowly brings it around his neck.
"Not this way," huffs Duennao as he pouts harder before stumbling to stand behind Tiger. "Carry me properly."
"Climb on, my love," replies Tiger knowingly as he crouches just enough for drunk Duennao to climb onto his back.
This is pretty typical at this point.
Duennao cannot hold his liquor.
So, depending on where his mood is when it's time to go, it's a piggyback ride or over a shoulder like a sack of potatoes.
It's usually the piggyback ride though.
Duennao hums brightly as Tiger stands, holding his legs firmly, "My Suer."
"Yes, my Nao?" murmurs Tiger gently as he tips his head back a bit to hear him better.
"I love you," whispers Duennao as he leans forward, pressing his lips hotly to Tiger's ear.
"I love you too," replies Tiger softly, smile curving his lips so hard his cheeks hurt again.
At this point, his cheeks are going to ache for the rest of his life because Duennao truly is just too cute.
Adorable to the point of combustion and cute aggression.
"Duennao!" Typhoon's voice slurs as he calls the name, and Tiger turns so Duennao can see the shorter man in Tonfah's arms. "You have to come to breakfast in the morning! You promised to tell us more about you and Tiger!"
"I'll be there, Typhoon!" replies Duennao with a big grin and his thumb held out before he brings his hand back, the L of his thumb and pointer finger finding its place under Tiger's chin. "Look at my Suer though. Too handsome for my heart. Ah, Typhoon, if I act silly tomorrow, tell North to smack me in the head and remind me about my promise! I don't do feelings well when I'm sober, I'm working on it though, for Suer!"
"You do feelings very well, my love, sober or drunk. You just don't do public displays as well," Tiger corrects him because the reminder is necessary.
It's taken some time, but they've learned how to communicate and show their emotions to their level of comfortability. The easy part was that they already had a foundation that their communication and observations were built on, so the time had mostly been them slowly becoming more comfortable meeting in the middle rather than having the scales tipped unevenly.
"I know, but talking about us is considered a public display, right? So, this is a feelings public display, and I don't always do those well when they're combined," replies Duennao, sounding too thoughtful for how drunk he's managed to get. "Suer, we should go to our room."
"You're right, my love," Tiger chuckles softly, too fond to truly feel anything else at this point besides the urge to kiss his adorable boyfriend because how could he not when Duennao is like this. "Say good night to your friends, and I will head to the room."
"Oh, you say good night too," huffs Duennao as he nuzzles at Tiger's ear before pulling back to raise his voice. "Good night everyone!"
The echoing good nights are nice, and Deunnao presses a grin into his throat, which is adorable. Tiger's slightly more caught off guard by the echo of good nights that have his name attached. North and his friends saying good night isn't surprising, their boyfriends, Johan included, much more surprising.
"Good night, everyone," Tiger's voice is gentle, and a little amused because he sees the hands dropping to curl possessively around hips, as he waves.
He's not sure that any of them are going straight to sleep.
Duennao is going to want to pass out once he's gotten his cuddles though, and Tiger will enjoy every minute of it.
As he carries him to their room, eventually getting him sat down on the bed, Duennao rambles on about how North brought everyone together, even Easter and P'Hill. He sounds so excited about this revelation that North is going to be the main one everyone thanks at their eventual weddings.
"He's just the best, you know?" Duennao is always going to be adorable when he expresses graditude for his friends because there's something about the way Duennao loves platonically that is so open and genuine.
Tiger's slowly learning that romantically, Duennao's love is more fierce, but also a little more reserved in a way that's soft and sweet rather than heart-breaking.
Climbing into bed with Duennao, tugging him in by the waist and pressing together chest to back, is exactly what Tiger's been craving from the day. Just this, right here, becomes the cherry on top of any kind of day.
"Goodnight kiss," huffs Duennao as he tips his head to the side.
Tiger indulges, leaning over him to gently kiss his parted lips, "Goodnight, my love."
They fall asleep at the same time, hands tangled together, breaths evening out almost in sync.