Archive of Our Own ^beta

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you gotta give to get.

Cuddling with your boyfriend Koushi was one of the highlights of your day. He was built with hardened muscle from constant years of playing volleyball, but whenever the two of you relaxed against each other, there was nowhere else more comfortable. He also radiated a warmth that wasn’t just from his body, and just being by him made you feel better.

The best part about your relationship was that you didn’t need an excuse to do anything. If you just wanted to be near him for the sake of being near him, he’d let you. You’d play on your phone while he read, or vice versa. Sometimes there’d be a movie or sometimes the both of you would just hold each other quietly.

You scrolled through your feed as Koushi read one of his newer books, each page flip reminding you that he was there. His breathing made your head rise and fall on his chest and his hand wandered, one propping the book open as the other began to stroke through your hair.

It was starting to get really hard to concentrate on twitter feuds when his fingers wormed through your soft locks of hair. His four fingers brushed against your scalp soothingly as his thumb wrapped around a strand of your bangs, his hand slow and rhythmic in its path. With each pass you became more and more aware of how close you were to him. You could hear his steady heartbeat in your ear, contrasting hard against your pounding own heart.

“Koushi,” you blurted out, getting up quickly. He blinked with surprise, his hand still hovering where your head had been. With obvious concern he put the book down and sat up in the bed, frowning.

“Did I hurt you?” he asked, and you shook your head.

“Put the book down,” you whispered, pulling on his shirt. He blinked again, comprehending your intentions with a fiery red blush across his pale skin. Still, he set aside the book, and his hands were back in your hair.