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It's cold when Mob gets out of school, he decides to walk back bidding goodbye to Teruki as he goes.
Reigen should be home in a few hours, he didn't invite him over but he didn't forbid him from going to his apartment either.
Ritsu is already home when he arrives, a mess of books and notebooks in the living room, he pointedly ignores Mob when he greets him.
Mob stops and watches him from the doorway, after a few minutes Ritsu looks up, Mob’s shoulders jump when their eyes meet and he turns back to his homework, his barrier wrapping defensively around himself, he reminds him of a spooked cat.
"Ritsu..." Mob begins but doesn't know how to continue.
Ritsu remains tense and silent so Mob leaves.
Mob lays on his futon for the next 3 hours, reading a textbook but retaining no knowledge from it, his mind elsewhere, his powers twitching at his fingertips toying with stray trinkets lifting his hair on end. He wants to see Reigen, that's all he's wanted since that moment of realization. He wonders if he'll be in a good mood today, if he'd let him kiss him, if he'd let him stay the night.
He pointedly ignores all thoughts of Ritsu and their fights, the tenseness during dinner, his mothers pressing questions… Reigen doesn't ask him about school everyday, Reigen doesn't press him to make choices, Reigen listens or stays silent or rambles about unrelated topics, Mob feels at ease around him.
When the clock strikes five he jumps out of his room, no need to take an overnight bag anymore, he's got spare clothes and a toothbrush in Reigen's apartment,
Ritsu is in the same spot he was three hours ago, somehow there are more books spread around and he looks tense. His powers tell as much, Mob wants to talk to him, reassure him, tell him to take it easy and rest but he knows it won't be welcome.
"Shige," His mother calls him. "Where are you off to again?"
"I'm going to spend the night at Hanazawa-kun’s house again mom," he hears Ritsu scoff from the living room.
"Ah well, tell him hello for me." She reaches to pet his hair. "Be safe."
"I will mom." At the door he says: "Goodbye Ritsu."
Ritsu doesn't answer.
Reigen is already home when he gets to the apartment. There are grocery bags in the kitchen space and his office suit is strewn about the couch.
The bathroom door is open and he can hear him humming.
Mob sits down and already feels more at ease, his powers dance at his fingertips, stretching and reaching for every corner of the apartment, Reigen's aura in every crevice, he sighs in contentment.
Reigen kisses the crown of his head when he’s out of his shower.
"You really need to stop breaking into my house Mob." Mob smiles and his power reaches out enveloping Reigen as if he was doing it with his arms, he is in a way. Reigen shivers for a moment and puts a hand on his shoulder. "Also that."
"Sorry…" he withdraws his power and it goes back reluctantly, leaving Reigen's skin with a caress. His hair lays flat on his head, Mob has the urge to mess it up. "I missed you."
"You saw me on Monday."
"I missed you still."
Reigen gives him a sweet smile and brushes his cheek with the back of his hand.
"I'll go dress, and then you can help me make dinner okay?."
Mob nods.
They make dinner together and share a quiet night. Reigen is a great cook, Mob has noticed. He always liked watching his mother cook when he was little but she often got upset when he used his power to reach for things, he got banished from the kitchen after he got much of her cutlery bent in his excitement. Reigen is a much more patient teacher, he laughs every time he finds Mob bent something. They eat on the couch while some action movie plays on TV, Reigen’s recommendation, it’s bad so Mob gets distracted quickly. He ventures to hold Reigen's hand midway and the man doesn't object. The movie is long and slightly boring but Reigen laughs at the ridiculousness of it, so he shares the sentiment, their hands linked together on the couch, Mob feels light.
"I've got work tomorrow," Reigen yawns, stretching both of his arms and body, Mob already misses the contact. "You know where the futon is, go to sleep whenever," he pats his hand and pushes himself up, Mob grabs his wrist. "Really Mob I have-" Mob drags him down and presses their lips together in a chaste kiss. Reigen sighs and gives barely a peck back. "You have school too and you didn't even bring your uniform," he argues.
"I'll pass by home before going."
"Well then we better get some sleep."
This time Mob lets him go.
About an hour later Mob finds that there's nothing of interest for him on tv, there never was. Reigen's futon is comfortable but he found that the living room gets rather drafty on cold nights like this.
His power still feels restless so he lets it wander, it hovers over Reigen's form and yearns, Reigen is always so very warm.
He turns off the tv stands and walks to Reigen's room, the man is asleep, snoring openly, he looks exhausted, he knows how much that job drains him.
Mob's heart beats wildly in his chest, for all the shared kisses and the light touches this is something he hasn't dared to try.
Reigen's bed is single and rather small for two grown men but something restless pushes him forward. He slips under the covers and throws his arm around Reigen's middle. Here in bed under the covers he is warmer than he imagined he would be, his hair smells like the food they prepared, like shampoo, Mob wants to kiss him again.
"Watcha doin’?" Reigen mumbles sleepily.
"Can I sleep with you here?"
"Mm," Reigen turns his head and kisses the corner of Mob's lips. "You'll fall, bed’s tiny."
Mob presses their bodies closer, his hands caressing Reigen’s chest, his heart bit palpable, his power envelops them, he can set up a barrier, a net might be more accurate, it will catch them if any of them rolls over. Although Mob can’t picture himself wanting to roll away from Reigen even in the deepest of sleeps.
“It doesn’t matter Shishou, I will hold you close,” Mob whispers, setting his face on his neck comfortably. Reigen wiggles his body a bit, Mob notices he’s making himself comfortable in Mob’s arms. Is he accepting his request? His heart beats wildly, he’s never shared a bed with someone he loves like this, he tightens the reins on his power, already sensing its need for expression.
"You are warm, Shigeo… you can stay."
His name sets his power off like fireworks, he closes his eyes.
A whirlwind of psychic energy lifts the bed off the floor, Mob holds closer to Reigen and tells himself he’ll wake him if he keeps doing that, burst the bubble and ruin the moment. Reigen shuts off at the smallest things at times, his power obeys, settling over them protectively, it’s never been this easy to reach a compromise with it.
Mob smiles on Reigen’s neck and settles himself in the narrow bed.
Still he sleeps better than he has in months.
The morning is signaled by Reigen's alarm, a screeching sound that makes Mob jump out of his reverie. Reigen's body feels like fire against his, somehow still snoring through the screeches of his alarm clock, Mob reaches for the annoying device, turns it off, the movement rouses Reigen.
The man groans before blinking awake.
He is startled when he sees Mob openly observing him.
"Morning," says Mob.
"Morning," says Reigen, his voice is gravelly with sleep, he clears it before continuing. "I can't recall inviting you here."
"I invited myself," Mob burrows into the covers and since there's not much space Reigen's chest.
"I see, well I have work so," Mob clings tighter wishing to keep this moment going for a while longer. "You'll have to let me go kid."
Mob frowns at the last word, that wasn't needed.
"You could stay."
"You have school too."
"I could stay."
Mob lifts his head and his nose brushes up his neck and he places a kiss under his jaw. He's being daring, too daring, his face burns in embarrassment but if it'll get him to stay a bit longer. Reigen smells so very distinctly like himself it's intoxicating, he’d like to kiss him again.
"Tempting," Mob nuzzles his face, his power brings the covers up to their necks again, he does as he wants and places soft kisses on his collarbone. "Mob." Reigen says warningly.
"Okay," Mob concedes, pushing himself away, slightly disappointed.
Reigen brings him close again and kisses the top of his head.
“Fine, a few more minutes,” Mob revels in the warmth of Reigen’s body surrounding his.
He’s not that much smaller anymore, but Reigen has a way to make him feel small, safe and light.
Reigen is sweet in the morning, he catalogues this information. They lay embraced for a long time, Mob is drifting back into sleep when his own alarm goes off.