Short bit of fluff
Title: Tents
Author: Prototype Boy
Characters/Universe: Nagi Naoe, Mamoru Takatori, route_29 setting
Rating: G
Content Notes: Nothing
A/N: Sometimes, I can write things other than porn!
Nagi doesn't know what to think about Mamoru coming with a tent, food, and clean clothes for the night. There's something inherently strange about getting help from his current boss and former enemy that he still can't wrap his head around even if he devotes all of his time on the walk towards Cherrygrove to thinking it over. Their relationship at home was always awkward despite their mutual professionalism and getting help feels like a small shift towards something approaching friendship; Nagi's not exactly used to having friends. The other members of Schwarz were team first and foremost and friends only underneath in the way that four people with a similar goal and occasionally similar interests could be. If things with Mamoru continue this way despite there being no real reason for the two of them to maintain much of an alliance, he'll end up being a lot more unsure of himself and where things stand between the two of them.
Finally, he spots Mamoru and only talks to him for a moment before he dries off, has a snack, and changes inside the tent. Nothing's awkward about changing with his back turned to Mamoru since they're both male, close in age, and they've probably both seen former teammates in various states of undress over the years. It doesn't take long to change anyway and once he's in the dry outfit, he attempts to towel off his hair even more to keep it from looking like a bird's nest the next morning while Mamoru changes behind him.
Nagi stretches his sleeping bag out and quickly realizes that the tents are on the small side for two occupants, even given that neither he nor Mamoru are very tall. There's room for them, but if either is the type to toss and turn a lot, it'll be an uncomfortable, restless night for both of them. Exhaustion kicks in as soon as he gets as comfortable as it's possible to get on the wet grass, which is still cold and slightly squishy beneath him even through the bottom of the tent. It would've been worse if he had to sleep outside, though, so he's grateful for this much and vows to somehow do what it takes to repay Mamoru for the bit of kindness he really hadn't needed to show Nagi tonight.
He can't be certain which of them falls asleep first, but it's probably Mamoru unless he's really good at acting alseep when he isn't. Nagi's too used to playing guard to let himself rest when he's powerless, Mamoru doesn't seem to have weapons, and he doesn't know yet if Pokémon will attack people in the wilderness.
As he sleeps, an old habit kicks in. Feeling someone he trusts next to him is relaxing enough that Nagi rolls over as he dreams, wriggles an arm free of his sleeping bag, drapes it across Mamoru's torso, and ends up with his head quite close to his boss's shoulder. It never happened in his years with Schwarz, which made him think he'd simply outgrown it or given it up when he was in the decidedly unsafe environment of Rosenkruz. Nagi didn't think that it hadn't happened just because he hadn't found someone he could relax around this much in his sleep. In this little way, his body proves what he'll never let himself put into words during the day -- that he unconsciously trusts Mamoru to keep to his word and to not hurt him more than he trusted Crawford, Schuldig, and Farfarello.
His sleep is so sound that he doesn't feel Mamoru wake up, notice their positions, and quickly, silently decide that it makes more sense to stay where he is and let Nagi cuddle close to him than to risk waking him up and shatter the rest he's getting. Nobody else will ever know about this, so it can happen tonight as long as there's little chance of it happening again. The moment after he decides that, Nagi's arm tightens around him.
And when morning comes and Nagi wakes up still using Mamoru as the human version of a large stuffed animal, neither of them speak a word of it to each other. They simply wake up, have a quick breakfast, repack everything up in the continuing rain, and resume the trip to meet up with the rest of Weiss in Cherrygrove, where they're hopefully somewhere warm, dry, and with plenty of space for everyone to sleep on their own.
Author: Prototype Boy
Characters/Universe: Nagi Naoe, Mamoru Takatori, route_29 setting
Rating: G
Content Notes: Nothing
A/N: Sometimes, I can write things other than porn!
Nagi doesn't know what to think about Mamoru coming with a tent, food, and clean clothes for the night. There's something inherently strange about getting help from his current boss and former enemy that he still can't wrap his head around even if he devotes all of his time on the walk towards Cherrygrove to thinking it over. Their relationship at home was always awkward despite their mutual professionalism and getting help feels like a small shift towards something approaching friendship; Nagi's not exactly used to having friends. The other members of Schwarz were team first and foremost and friends only underneath in the way that four people with a similar goal and occasionally similar interests could be. If things with Mamoru continue this way despite there being no real reason for the two of them to maintain much of an alliance, he'll end up being a lot more unsure of himself and where things stand between the two of them.
Finally, he spots Mamoru and only talks to him for a moment before he dries off, has a snack, and changes inside the tent. Nothing's awkward about changing with his back turned to Mamoru since they're both male, close in age, and they've probably both seen former teammates in various states of undress over the years. It doesn't take long to change anyway and once he's in the dry outfit, he attempts to towel off his hair even more to keep it from looking like a bird's nest the next morning while Mamoru changes behind him.
Nagi stretches his sleeping bag out and quickly realizes that the tents are on the small side for two occupants, even given that neither he nor Mamoru are very tall. There's room for them, but if either is the type to toss and turn a lot, it'll be an uncomfortable, restless night for both of them. Exhaustion kicks in as soon as he gets as comfortable as it's possible to get on the wet grass, which is still cold and slightly squishy beneath him even through the bottom of the tent. It would've been worse if he had to sleep outside, though, so he's grateful for this much and vows to somehow do what it takes to repay Mamoru for the bit of kindness he really hadn't needed to show Nagi tonight.
He can't be certain which of them falls asleep first, but it's probably Mamoru unless he's really good at acting alseep when he isn't. Nagi's too used to playing guard to let himself rest when he's powerless, Mamoru doesn't seem to have weapons, and he doesn't know yet if Pokémon will attack people in the wilderness.
As he sleeps, an old habit kicks in. Feeling someone he trusts next to him is relaxing enough that Nagi rolls over as he dreams, wriggles an arm free of his sleeping bag, drapes it across Mamoru's torso, and ends up with his head quite close to his boss's shoulder. It never happened in his years with Schwarz, which made him think he'd simply outgrown it or given it up when he was in the decidedly unsafe environment of Rosenkruz. Nagi didn't think that it hadn't happened just because he hadn't found someone he could relax around this much in his sleep. In this little way, his body proves what he'll never let himself put into words during the day -- that he unconsciously trusts Mamoru to keep to his word and to not hurt him more than he trusted Crawford, Schuldig, and Farfarello.
His sleep is so sound that he doesn't feel Mamoru wake up, notice their positions, and quickly, silently decide that it makes more sense to stay where he is and let Nagi cuddle close to him than to risk waking him up and shatter the rest he's getting. Nobody else will ever know about this, so it can happen tonight as long as there's little chance of it happening again. The moment after he decides that, Nagi's arm tightens around him.
And when morning comes and Nagi wakes up still using Mamoru as the human version of a large stuffed animal, neither of them speak a word of it to each other. They simply wake up, have a quick breakfast, repack everything up in the continuing rain, and resume the trip to meet up with the rest of Weiss in Cherrygrove, where they're hopefully somewhere warm, dry, and with plenty of space for everyone to sleep on their own.