vacancysign | [TFLN] noya --> asahi

(continuing from here)

I should have asked. It was stupid for me to even... the entire dumb point of this-

[he was getting muddled and flustered, his alcohol infused mind making it hard for him to say what he needed to. but he also didn't want asahi mad at him, because for some reason he felt like he would. and a part of him just wanted to enjoy this closeness and the warmth of asahi's hand on his bare back.

it was so soothing.]

I wanted to send you a sexy pic as soon as gran and my sister left for some girly spa weekend. I'm home alone and thought it would be fun. But... I kept thinking about it and I was getting nervous because my body isn't good enough, not for pictures like... that. But it's what couples do, right? Flirty pictures.

S-So...

I started drinking until I got the courage-

[and it hits him all at once and the realization stings.]

...to like what I saw in the pictures I took for you.

But I just ended up forcing you into something you don't want and I keep doing that. And you're still so warm, and sweet and perfect.

[fingers curling against his shirt. he hated this side of himself, a side he didn't really know he had until lately.]

You deserve so much better than this, Asahi-san.

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Asahi-san... [holding his wrists gently, leaning in to press light kisses to his cheeks. he doesn't want to linger in case he smells too strongly of alcohol, he didn't want to gross him out or anything.]

...Just hearing you say it is special, really.

But we can do it your way, okay?

I don't mind at all.

[letting his wrists go so he can rest comfortably against him again.]

...I wanna see this prepared plan of yours. You got me curious.

[ there's no way that a kiss from nishinoya could ever gross him out. ... which is why he stops spluttering (like an idiot) long enough to tip his chin up and catch his mouth in a firmer, lingering kiss. and that settles his nerves a little, at least enough to get him to stop blurting out apologies. when he breaks it off, he lifts a hand to comb his fingers affectionately through the younger boy's hair, pressing another kiss to his forehead. ]

... you know...

[ since it's probably better to change the subject a little before he ends up blurting it out again. ] ... I wouldn't mind if you just called me 'Asahi'.

... I m-mean! Only if you want!

[he melts into that kiss, melting into him. he always liked asahi's kisses, and when they were firm and lingering and less chaste and shy? it made things stir in his gut. but in only the best ways possible. he's smiling into is and resting easier against him.

the fingers in his hair are soothing, and the problems of earlier were just... getting soothed away.]

Asahi.

[grinning. he says it sometimes, but... to just say it like this was nice.]

Of course I want to.

[ immense relief. and he smiles back softly, eyes warm. ]

I'm glad. It sounds...

... um, a little less formal this way, I think.

[ and hopefully it means they'll be mistaken less often for father and son out in public......... . . . ]

[that would be nice. not like it embarrassed him... it annoyed him. he hated being seen as some kid regularly, but when he's on a date and holding asahi's hand and he hears stupid little comments about 'oh look how nice, father and son out together' he wanted to punch them.

he feels a little drowsy, the alcohol starting to really hit him. he felt more alert, but his body felt... slow and heavy.

resting his chin in his hands as he watches him, eyelids drooping just a bit.]

...Next time I should just invite you over when it's lonely and quiet, hm? Instead of trying to seduce you with dumb pictures.

[ he can see the way the alcohol is affecting the other boy -- the droop in his eyelids and the slight slur of his voice -- but he finds it more endearing than anything else. so he goes back to gently rubbing at the nape of noya's neck, massaging the muscles around his spine with gentle circles of his thumb. ]

Th-The pictures weren't dumb! [ flushing... a little... but he feels like it's something he needs to say. ] ... and, um... if you're sure that it's s-something you're comfortable doing...

... I w-wouldn't mind getting more?

[ ... okay, hang on. he's an embarrassing shade of crimson. ]

B-But I... I really like this, too.

[ still embarrassed, but petting nishinoya is soothing, so. he keeps doing that, focusing on the gentle motions of his hand. ] ... so maybe what I'm saying is... y-you should do whichever one you want? Since I like them both.

I... I can take more for you. Knowing you like them makes me like them.

[and he'll be sober the next time, so asahi can concern himself with the content and less about the alcohol. but nishinoya can't complain, the fact that asahi came here because he was worried for him... (i just love you so much) it warmed him to the very core of himself.]

Both. We can do both...

[his smile is lazy, asahi's hand lulling him to such a comfortable place.] You gonna be here in the morning?

Of course.

[ and he can't help but smile at that, voice soft and eyes impossibly warm. ]

I'll stay as long as you'd like me to. [ and then, with just a hint of a tease in his voice: ] It'll be easier to make sure that you drink plenty of water tomorrow this way.

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