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[ It's honestly been a while since Yosuke has had a legit sleepover with anyone...Keigo doesn't count, they're cousins. But even so, it feels so, so much more important when it's something that you're interested in. Like, interested in. Which he is, even if the thought in and of itself is still scary.

Yosuke watches Yu move in beside him, nervous and curious at the same time. Once Yu is settled, Yosuke reaches across him to turn off the light. For a moment the room goes completely black and--...and he feels Yu searching, finally finding his sleeve. At his beckoning, Yosuke's face heats up, but he lies down as well, also on his side.

It takes his eyes a moment to adjust, but the little bits of light filtering through his blinds seem to reflect off of Yu's silvery hair and eyes and it really doesn't help his heightened awareness of how close they are. ]

Um...

[ Yosuke swallows, voice low as his gaze drops to stare at Yu's clavicle. ]

Yeah...just--I'm overreacting, I guess.

[ It feels strangely comforting to be back in the dark. The same way all this started. The way things were at school, at the playground... it feels right for the moment.

Letting his eyes adjust to the dark is a somewhat annoying process. Rather, he just wishes it would go faster so he could clearly make out Yosuke's face, to see what expression he's making as he speaks in that voice. That nervous, uncertain tone... Yosuke is definitely not totally comfortable right now. Maybe he'll see Yu's tiny frown. ]

You're not. [ seriously, and with conviction. ] It's normal to be nervous, isn't it? ... we have pretty unique circumstances, but I don't think most couples fall asleep together right after they agree to start dating. [ with faint humor. ]

... you know nothing's going to happen that you don't want, right?

[ It is normal to be nervous. Right. He's...he's glad Yu gets it. Not that he thinks Yu wouldn't, but--well, it doesn't have to make a total amount of sense, his neurosis. Yosuke sighs, finally letting his gaze trail back up to Yu's face. He's...he's soft in the dim light. Soft and him being this close is a little less nerve-wracking.

Yosuke nods, hair sticking a bit to the pillow. ]

Yeah, I know.

[ He huffs a sigh. ]

Sorry, I'm not trying to be lame. It's not that I think you--ever would, or...you know. I'm--

[ He stumbles over his words sometimes, being tired probably doesn't help. ]

--I'm glad you're here. Really.

[ Carefully, Yu lifts a hand and cups the side of Yosuke's face, his thumb sweeping gently over the moonlit plane of skin. He doesn't do anything besides that; just slowly sweeps his thumb back and forth as he watches Yosuke talk. ]

You're not lame at all.

[ A faint smile. ]

I'm glad I'm here, too. ... more than I can say.

[ It's tough for him to put into words. But he'll shut his eyes and shift so they're ... close. Not quite close enough to kiss, but their hair will intermingle on the pillows. ]

[ It's a sweet gesture that first makes his heartbeat twice as quickly, but as he settles into it, Yosuke finds it strangely comforting. It's impossible to ignore the heat of Yu's hand or the puff of his breath as he moves closer, of course, but Yosuke slowly starts to allow himself to fully drink in the other boy's presence. They're not running around, he's not being a little crazy and playing a little hard to get, they're not in transit, they're not sneaking anymore.

It's just them. Calm. Quiet.

Like Yu.

Yosuke's eyes stay open for a little while. Though Yu's face is blurry this close, a silly part of him thinks that as soon as he closes his eyes Yu will disappear.

A very silly thought indeed.

So, instead, Yosuke rubs his cheek into Yu's hand. It's nice. He's nice. Carefully Yosuke reaches out to grasp onto the shirt Yu's wearing as scoots his head a little closer and--

--oops, bonks his forehead with Yu's. ]

S-Sorry...

[ If he's honest with himself, he's already starting to doze by the time Yosuke moves in.

So the bonk on his head is quite literally a rude awakening, starling him and making him shake his head a little as his eyes blink open.

Yosuke was... trying to-- well, that is a hand gripping his shirt. As if trying to pull him closer.

Yu swallows, feeling his face heat up even as a smile steals over his lips. ]

It's okay.

[ And then he'll tilt his chin up so he can peck Yosuke on the tip of the nose. ]

... do you want to ...

[ ...

you know. ]

[ He's so not smooth. He thought it'd be cute to at least snuggle up before, um, well...

Well, yeah. Clearly Yu knows what he's getting at. Yosuke feels thoroughly on the spot and thoroughly embarrassed. That's what he gets for trying to make up for his momentary freakout earlier. He's bolder in the dark, it's safe there. No better at this though, it seems.

He's very grateful Yu doesn't seem put off, though. The little kiss on the tip of his nose makes Yosuke almost want to roll off the side of his bed. To think that just twenty four hours prior he was literally rolling around on this mattress with his face stuffed in his pillow trying to figure out what he was going to do with the music Yu gave him and his pounding heart.

Look where he is now.

Yosuke swallows, then nods, his nose brushing Yu's as he does so. ]

...Yeah ...If you want to.

[ Much like Yu, Yosuke doesn't want to force anything either, but the way his hand tightens on that shirt probably says enough. ]

Yeah. I do.

[ Yu will finish what Yosuke's trying to start. Really, he isn't any smoother than his boyfriend, but he is somewhat more straightforward and too tired to be inhibited. He'll shift slightly, bringing their bodies a little closer, and loop a loose arm over Yosuke's waist. Their knees bump, and he'll nudge one of Yosuke's feet with his own, too shy to actually tangle their legs together like he's thinking he might want to.

But they're close now, and Yu can feel the warmth of Yosuke's hand through his shirt. Yosuke's shirt.

... jeez.

With a hum Yu will nuzzle Yosuke slightly, letting his eyes slip shut as their noses touch. This is ... nice. Warm, comfortable on Yosuke's bed, lit again by the moonlight, Yu feels ... like he's home.

It's with that thought that he presses in close enough to kiss Yosuke for the ... fourth time this evening? He thinks it's the fourth. He's looking forward to when he loses track of the number. ]

[ This--this he is nice.

This he could get used to.

For all the nerves he's been keeping bundled up inside of him, as soon as their lips meet, Yosuke starts to relax. His shoulder slump slightly as he sighs into the kiss. Really, he thinks he could just wrap himself up in Yu's warmth and never need a blanket again. The gentle with of Yu's arm resting on him, the closeness of their chests, the feel of his breath underneath Yosuke's knuckles and the way their knees bump.

It's perfect.

Yosuke's grip on the shirt tightens as he awkwardly slides his hand underneath the pillow, allowing himself to reach around and gently brush the hair on the back of Yu's head. Soft, silky strands underneath his fingertips. His lips move lazily along the other boy's, unpracticed but keen, soft and unassuming. He shifts slightly, accidentally bringing his toes to splay out and rest on the top of Yu's foot.

An airy laugh escapes between them, but Yosuke doesn't let the space last for long. Their lips reconnect once again and Yosuke finds himself thinking that if this is how he's going to fall asleep, he's had a pretty good day. ]

[ In some way, he's been looking forward to this all night. Longer, even, if he admits his idle and slightly guilty daydreams to himself. But since they met up a few hours ago it's been a whirlwind of emotions and small touches, contests and jokes and kisses, and this is the best possible way it all could've ended. It's hard not to feel safe here, hidden away with this boy he likes so much.

Yu huffs a breath through his nose when Yosuke starts stroking his hair, trying not to shiver at the sensation. The arm he's got trapped between their bodies shifts, his hand finding its way up to Yosuke's neck. His fingers will slip around it, curling into and cupping warm skin. They're all tangled up...

He's already finding it hard to stay awake, and it's not from a lack of interest. He just feels so ... at ease, here.

It doesn't matter that Yosuke isn't practiced. Neither is Yu. He just does what seems right and feels natural, sometimes lingering in the kiss, sometimes breaking off to press butterfly kisses to Yosuke's lips and chin and cheek before returning.

In the back of his mind he knows they need to really, actually go to bed, and that he needs to text Souji - hopefully his brother isn't worrying about him - but for now this is too distracting to give up. ]

[ They are most definitely there to sleep. But...this is okay too, isn't it? They've been up for so long that just a few more minutes shouldn't be that big of a problem, right?

Except it's so easy to lose track of time doing this. It gets a little easier, a little less daunting and only more exciting as the minutes go by. Yosuke feels like every time their lips reconnect he's just got more incentive to try one last time. Even so, the kisses become a little slower, a little more languid as the calm of the early morning settles over them. Yosuke's hand starts to fall a little limp behind Yu's head, his knee now tucked between Yu's.

Lips move a less, so he stays close, making it easier just to push a little forward again and again. He's losing track of where he ends and where Yu begins and there's something kind of wonderful about that. His nerves are soothed by Yu's warmth and taste and it isn't long before he's barely moving at all, breathing out slowly onto his new boyfriend's moistened lips. ]

[ Ah, Yosuke did what he wasn't brave enough to do. Tangle their legs together... they really couldn't get any closer now if they tried. The thought of it makes Yu's heart race even as he knows he really needs to calm down and get to sleep.

Yosuke's sleepy, languid kisses help with that, though. He calms and slows as Yosuke does, using only the littlest movements of his head now to lean into their kisses. Falling asleep kissing his boyfriend... it's a little hard for him to believe that something so wonderful, like out of a story, could happen to him. He's got to be the luckiest person in the world.

Finally the kisses stop, and the thought rouses Yu from his doze. It's hard to focus on Yosuke in the dark when they're so close, but for a long time, all he does is gaze at the other boy while he sleeps, wondering at the almost-overwhelming surge of affection that fills his chest.

Carefully, very carefully, he'll move the arm draped over Yosuke's waist and use it to locate his phone instead. With this hand he shoots off a sloppy text to Souji, then lets his phone fall where it will. They'll figure it out tomorrow. They'll figure everything out tomorrow.

With a soft sigh, Yu wraps his arm around Yosuke again and finally lets himself drift off to sleep. ]

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