yasuba lalala
His feet are entangled in the sheets, stuck, trapped, as he feels the bed dip. His heart pounds.
Yasu wakes up to Subaru curling against his side, mouth not-quite moving against his shoulder.
Subaru's dreaming, fingers twitching on Yasu's stomach. Yasu smiles in the semi-dark, hand gently moving through Subaru's hair. His fingertips moving down to poke at Subaru's lower lip--his mouth is hanging open. Yasu bites his lip against a laugh, when Subaru's head jerks away.
Subaru cracks one eye open and immediately snaps it shut.
"Sleep," Subaru croaks, voice thick. His fingers curl in Yasu's night shirt, coaxing him closer. Subaru's leg slides over Yasu's, keeping Yasu from moving. Not that he would anyways.
"It's Se-"
Subaru doesn't care, cutting of Yasu's whisper so he can kiss him languidly. Slow and comfortable.