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It's rare to have a morning like this, where Shuuya allows himself time to simply lay in bed for a few extra hours of sleep, and it's even more rare to find Mamoru and even Yuuto still asleep beside him. The three of them are early risers, a natural result of all of the early morning training and practice they've done for years now, but Mamoru almost always is the last to wake regardless.
When his eyes finally flutter open, Yuuto is still laying beside him, his chest slowly rising and falling with his deep, steady breaths and he can see Mamoru's arm laid over his waist as he holds him from behind. It seems all three of them couldn't resist staying in bed a little longer, and a small smile tugs at his lips, eyes fond at the sight.
Mornings like these are always his favorite.
They're quiet and warm, like a blanket of peace was draped over them and left them in their own little world. It's a cliche, sure, but it describes the feeling in his chest perfectly. Warm, comfortable.
He's not sure how long he's laid there and simply admired the gentle, peaceful look on Yuuto's face before he begins to stir, face scrunching for a brief moment before he yawns, eyes slowly blinking open.
"Mmh.. morning." He mumbles, voice still thick with sleep. He brings a hand up to rub at his eyes, and his tired gaze eventually settles on him and he hums quietly. "We slept in, didn't we?" He asks, voice low to not disturb Mamoru. It's not like it would wake him, it takes much more than talking to even begin to rouse him, but they don't want to chance it.
"Mhm. Not often we get to." He replies, reaching out to brush away some of the hair that had fallen into Yuuto's face while he slept. "Sleep well?"
Yuuto only hums his reply, and it looks like he could almost fall asleep once more, especially when his eyes flutter closed when he cups his cheek with a gentle hand. Mamoru stirs a little behind him, but only buries his face deeper against his neck before he sighs and settles again, still deeply asleep.
"How long until you think he wakes up?"
Shuuya lifts his head to look at their boyfriend, and he truly ponders it for a moment. It could be ten minutes, or even an hour from now. But what he does know is that he still looks cute cuddled against Yuuto like this.
"Dunno, you know he's impossible to wake up." With a quiet chuckle, he simply lays his head back down and meets his boyfriend's gaze, and he swears he could get lost in it when Yuuto looks at him like this. So soft and warm, so loving it almost makes him feel shy, even after all these years together. The warmth in his cheeks certainly doesn't help, but he can't help that they make him feel this way.
They lay like that for a moment, simply admiring each other before he closes the short gap between them to press a kiss against his lips. It's gentle, and he feels Yuuto's fingers loosely curl around his wrist before he pulls away moments later.
"Your eyes are pretty." Shuuya says it almost without thinking, voice soft in the small space between them as his thumb gently brushes against the skin just below Yuuto's eye. Yuuto stares at him for a moment, eyes widening just slightly in surprise at the sudden compliment, his cheeks warming beneath his palm before he huffs a quiet laugh.
"W-where is this coming from?" He asks, and tilts his head into his hand instead of leaning away, his eyes falling closed for a moment. "It's usually Mamoru saying these things out of the blue."
Shuuya hums absentmindedly, almost like he didn't hear him in the first place despite being only inches apart. "I remember when we almost never saw your eyes. You had everyone wondering what they looked like for a long time, even students outside the soccer club were dying to know."
He caught the whispers and quiet gossip sometimes when he walked through Raimon's halls, and even if he too had been curious about the mysterious eyes hidden beneath those bulky goggles, he knew he shouldn't pry. Yuuto would make the reveal when he was ready, and he was content to wait for that moment, if it ever came.
And when it did, he was struck by how beautiful they were he was speechless for a moment. It had made Yuuto squirm a little, almost embarrassed from being stared at before Shuuya had said this same thing to him back then. His eyes were pretty, a deep red that reminded him of a ruby when they held an excited glimmer.
"I didn't know my eyes were such a hot topic back then. I hope it was worth the wait."
Shuuya smiles at him warmly, leaning in to kiss him again. "Seeing your bare face was well worth the wait. It's cute."
He laughs quietly when he watches the blush on his face darken again, and before he can argue against it, Mamoru mumbles quietly behind them before he holds Yuuto tighter. "'s always been cute…" His voice is tired and muffled by Yuuto's neck, but Shuuya swears he can still hear the smile in it, especially when Yuuto makes a surprised squeak as he turns toward their boyfriend who they thought had been asleep. When did he even wake up?
"Wh- how long have you been awake?!"
"Long enough to know Shuuya was calling you cute."
This is why he likes mornings like these, the warmth and love that leaves his insides feeling warm and fuzzy. He can't stop himself from grinning as their boyfriend squirms under the compliments and kisses they begin to shower him in, and he's glad they got to start their morning like this. He wouldn't want to be anywhere else.