[ yata's too tired to actually think about this. that this could be mistaken for something by somebody else, or how awkward fushimi probably feels. besides, they're best friends. it's not like they can't share beds.
he rolls again to face him, even though his eyes are closed. he's more awake now than he was earlier, though. there's still some drool by his cheek, though. ugh, isn't he the perfect man? ]
I can just sleep on the couch if you want, [ he offers, not intending on making fushimi more uncomfortable. ]
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he rolls again to face him, even though his eyes are closed. he's more awake now than he was earlier, though. there's still some drool by his cheek, though. ugh, isn't he the perfect man? ]
I can just sleep on the couch if you want, [ he offers, not intending on making fushimi more uncomfortable. ]