A return home to a new arrival

[moonsaulting]

WHO: Mukahi Gakuto (moonsaulting) and Oshitari Yuushi (fromosakawlove)
WHAT: A reunion between partners.
WHERE: Room 202
WHEN: After this
WARNINGS: Um, none for now?

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[fromosakawlove]

It was one shock after the other ever since Yuushi had been sucked through time by a sundial. Of course the change in body had been an obvious one, location another, but the change in company was what had forced Yuushi to spend a lot of time sitting down for fear of shaking too hard to stand. But where he sat wasn't any better, because it was a shared apartment with none other than the reason he was shaking

[moonsaulting]

Hearing that voice, almost completely unchanged by the ten years of age, but sounding... forced, before he'd even turned around to look - Gakuto felt like crying. Then he did turn, and Yuushi was looking at him; a taller, older Yuushi with an unidentifyable expression on his face. Gakuto's eyes were watering a little already, and there was a smile creeping onto his own face that he didn't want to supress. He was happy, no matter how selfish it was.

Stepping forward to get a closer, better look at his friend, the acrobat smiled up at him, trying to mask his the full extent of his emotions. He knew he was failing hopelessly. He didn't have a poker face like Yuushi did, after all, he was so used to just being open and displaying everything. Gakuto placed a hand awkwardly on the taller man's arm, hoping to snap him out of his unmoving trance. "You're actually, actually here, Yuushi."

[fromosakawlove]

It wasn't fanfares and lights, there was no slow motion running, or epic music playing in the background, but for such a grand reunion there didn't need to be, because the way Gakuto looked at him was enough to make up for anything the movies might have used. At the cautious touch Yuushi felt like he could breathe again, because he was thinking much of the same thing. Gakuto was actually here.

His face broke into it's own smile of relief, months of worry fading away as he looked down at his friend. He wrapped his arms around the smaller man, tugging him to his chest to keep reassuring himself that yes, Gakuto was alive and alright and also right there. A chuckle bubbled up from his throat as he realized how easy it was to tuck Gakuto's head under his chin. "You haven't grown much," he teased, but the relaxed, happy smile was still on his face.

[moonsaulting]

Gakuto made an undignified but quiet noise as Yuushi pulled him to him. That hug was unexpected, but definitely not unwelcome, and Gakuto's arms wound over Yuushi's back in return. He even felt familiar when he shouldn't since ten years was supposed to change a body quite a bit. Gakuto supposed it was Yuushi, and Yuushi was going to be the same to him no matter how old they were.

"Oh, shut up," he mumbled, scowling. "Just because you're tall." He nudged his head upward, hopefully knocking Yuushi's jaw in retaliation, but not hard enough for it to hurt. Yuushi was here. It was so insane. When he'd found Shishido here, it hadn't been so weird, he was here before him. When Jirou had arrived, that had been a little different; Gakuto had been more worried than anything. But Yuushi was here sharing his apartment, and Yuushi had been worried about him... Gakuto hugged him a little tighter.