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in the morning

Summary:

Ficlet // A common morning with Ryuji and Han, post-RGGO.

Notes:

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It's early.

Han woke up, rubbing last night's sleep from his eyes and looks back at his partner.

Ryuji’s far from a sleeping beauty, but still, with the furrow in his brow smoothed out and his relaxed open mouth -- this is what gives him a warm feeling in his chest. He doubts anyone has really considered how soft Ryuji's face can really look, nor is it a side of his that just anyone is privy to.

He reaches out to delicately trace the scar on Ryuji’s lip. He can admit, now, that being able to wake up next to another warm body with no other ulterior motive, no purpose or goal, nothing but mutual attachment to each other is something he did not know he could ever have.

Han turns away, removes his hand realizing he should let his partner sleep. Having a dreamless sleep and early morning is making him think far too deeply. "Now then.." He whispers to himself, adjusting to sit up and leave the bed--

Suddenly caught by a strong arm holding his body in place.

"You needa go piss or somethin'?" Ryuji's voice was muffled on Han's shoulder. It was a lot deeper too, since he just woke up.

"Ah.. no, I was just going to start the day." Han replied quietly as he patted Ryuji’s elbow indicating him to move.

The arm around his waist only got tighter and pulled him closer to the man. Ryuji's other arm slid beneath him to snake around and bind Han in a warm, crushing hug.

"Then, stay. Just lie down with me." Ryuji nuzzles his face into the back of Han's shoulder, then, to Han's assumption, falls promptly back asleep.

He couldn't help but smile. Any and all pressing matters were now irrelevant. He reaches to lay a hand on Ryuji’s, feeling the roughness of those knuckles beneath his fingers. Only on quiet, cozy mornings like this is Han reminded of how vastly different his life is now. Slowly, but surely, memories like these will write over the haunts he has of his life before.

He let out a small yawn, closed his eyes, and wanted nothing else.

Notes:

yell to me about ryuhan twt @ pepperonigal