[ Honestly, he is a bit tired. Not that much to doze off right away, but the warmth of Akira's body makes it more difficult to focus on staying awake. ]
[ The reply doesn't come, unless Hibiki nuzzling into Akira's chest counts as one. He'll be irritated with himself in the morning as he truly considered staying up the whole night, hoping to learn as much as possible about him. ]
[ At the very least, he makes up for falling asleep so fast in the morning by waking up earlier than usual. He never promised not to watch Akira asleep, so he's going to do just that. But first of all, Hibiki is going to pinch his own hand hard, checking if this isn't a dream. Simply observing the other youth is difficult, but the urge to trace his fingertips along Akira's jaw is easy to fight off when he realizes that could wake him up.
After a few minutes of careful studying every feature of sleeping Akira, Hibiki whispers to himself, softly as possible. ]
How dare you, Thief. You stole my heart.
[ His own words make him want to laugh. So cheesy. At this rate, he'll reach Kagura's level in no time. ]
[ the words, no matter how quietly spoken, manage to stir akira. he's used to the background noise of pots and pans from downstairs, the smell of early morning coffee, and the fumbling of small cat paws. he isn't used to a soft voice and a warmer body.
his eyes flutter open and he groggily blinks at hibiki. then shuts his eyes again. and then hugs hibiki closer like a pillow. ]
[ He's certainly not used to filling a role of a pillow. At the same time, this awakening is the most endearing thing. Even if it's five more hours rather than minutes, he won't mind.
It's amusing that the thought they spent a night together already sinks in right now of all times. ]
[ listen, it was brought on by a desire to comfort! not hormones! it's fine.
akira remains still for a few more moments, drifting in and out of sleep. eventually, the gears in his head start working again and he opens his eyes. his hair is even messier than usual and he has his face buried against hibiki's arm. it's quite the look for a phantom thief. ]
Morning, sunshine. [ he yawns, blearily blinking up at him. ]
[ If sleeping Akira is endearing that there's no words to describe how adorable he is just the moment he gets awake. Not only it makes Hibiki's heart flutter, but it brings a smile on his lips, too. Not kissing the top of his head is out of the question.
Moreover, he's looking forward to seeing Akira's bedhair in its full glory. He'll try not to laugh...too much. ]
Morning. I wouldn't have thought that you sleep talk.
[ IT'S TOO EARLY TO TRICK HIM LIKE THIS, HIBIKI. HAVE MERCY ]
[ he's the laziest boy ever. oh the life of a teenager. ]
Hm...? I sleep talk? [ there's panic for a hot second ad he wonders just what embarrassing things he would say when he slept. hopefully nothing scandalous. oh god. ]
I missed you. [ he yawns again, tipping his head up to kiss hibiki's cheek without thinking. ]
[ There goes his plan. Whatever Hibiki wanted to say, he needs to calm down first after that morning kiss. ]
Next time I won't be the first to doze off, promise.
[ He still feels bad about it, but a moment later he realizes that he learned a few important things about Akira. In his mind's eye he pictures Morgan's, Akira's friends on a school trip and goes through two stories he heard a few hours ago. Getting to know him like this, it feels so...nice. Hibiki idly brushes the signet on Akira's neck, wondering what he'll show him next. Whatever it'll be, he can't wait to see it. ]
[ much like a sleepy cat, akira stretches but then curls back in close. he keeps hibiki close, head bowed against his shoulder. this is stupidly comfortable. sorry he's such a koala. ]
That tickles. [ he laughs, warmly, opening his eyes again to peek up at hibiki. he meets his gaze rather lazily. ] Hi. I could get used to this.
[ The thought that Akira's so alike to a cat strikes him all of a sudden, even though it's not the first time he's been acting like this. Also, Hibiki is so confused about the repeated greetings, but he's going to play along. ]
Hello...? Get used to tickling or waking up next to me?
[ Tracing circles on the surface of the signet, Hibiki makes sure his gaze won't shift somewhere away, just locks his eyes on the koala next to him. ]
[ a drowsy akira makes far too little sense. he just rambles. definitely not cool. at least now he seems more awake than he previously was. waking up next to someone is even better than akira expected it to be. it's simple and warm and safe. ]
Did you sleep ok? [ and hibiki's eyes are alarmingly pretty from this angle so he keeps staring. ]
I suppose I may give you the chance to get used to it. I-If you really want.
[ It's simple and warm and safe and basically everything Hibiki's been subconsciously longing for. And Akira's stare is another thing that puzzles him. ]
I did. How about you? [ A pause. ] Do I have something on my face?
[ the idea of falling asleep next to him on a routine basis causes a splash of pink. joker would be so ashamed of akira. you know, if they were actually separate people. ]
And it's nothing. [ a smile and he just. keeps staring. eyes. lips. rinse and repeat. maybe he should suggest getting coffee or something. coffee is safe. ]
it's things like that - serious, shy, warm - that have akira metaphorically tripping over himself. it's not that hibiki is smooth or doing any of this on purpose. apparently akira's heart is just enamored by cute idiots. it's a gift. ]
Yeah. [ he doesn't even bother with a joke. instead, he lets go of a breath he didn't realize he was holding. it's cool, kurusu. just act natural. confident, cool, it's just a kiss.
he chuckles fondly, hand coming up to cup hibiki's cheek, thumb moving along his cheekbone, before he tips his own head forward to very gently brush their lips together. for how cool he looks, his stomach is flipflopping all over the place. ]
[ Knowing Akira, there is no way for Hibiki to anticipate what will come next. A joke? A serious answer? Maybe he'll be too flustered to reply? He doesn't want the latter to happen. What he wants is to feel the softness of Akira's lips. It's just as simple, but his heart is hammering in his chest, waiting for some kind of a reaction.The hand on his cheek. That's when he knows what's about to happen.
Hibiki places his hand on the back of the other boy's neck. He leans his head forward, putting some pressure into the kiss. The warm feeling spreading throughout his body is something that Hibiki welcomes eagerly.
Shutting his eyes is an idea that comes to his mind shortly after, but he's rather watch Akira. Will his eyes glimmer? Just what kind of expression will he have? Will he chuckle? Or perhaps, he'll wink playfully and tease him?
So many options. Whatever is going to happen, one thing is a given: Hibiki will give him possibly the happiest smile after the kiss. ]
[ hibiki's lips are as soft as akira imagined they would be. it's enticing in a way that makes him want to continue. so he'll kiss him twice, and then a third time. he stops himself there and pulls back just an inch so he can breathe. but most importantly so he can smile. his heart is still in his throat and he can't help the way his heart remains in his throat. ]
That was ... [ words. why are words so difficult? ] ... really nice.
[ dumbfounded boy. he blinks at hibiki, the almost shy smile still stamped on his face. his hand hasn't left his face either. ]
[ Akira's lips pressed against his own for the second and the third time surely have something to do with the pleasant flutter in his stomach. Actually, it's not gone even after they pull away from each other slightly. ]
Very... [ You're not alone in this, Akira. ] ...nice.
[ Hibiki doesn't mind the silence forming between them. What does bother him, however, is the fact that he can't stop looking at Akira's lips and that shy smile of his. Even when he shifts his gaze to the other boy's eyes, it's just for a short while.
It's embarrassing. He's embarrassing. Isn't he supposed to be the responsible one here? Three kisses are more than he wanted, and yet. He's pulling his head closer once again. ]
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[ Let him close his eyes for a few minutes... ]
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[ this is his go to story... ]
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[ Smiling to himself, Hibiki lets his hand wander off to find the other boy's and entwine their fingers together.
He's either half-asleep or pretending to be. ]
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When I first started making coffee, my guardian spit it out because it tasted so crappy. I've never been more disappointed in my life.
[ he's obviously joking about that last bit given the deadpan. ]
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[ Honestly, he is a bit tired. Not that much to doze off right away, but the warmth of Akira's body makes it more difficult to focus on staying awake. ]
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[ he ponders for a moment. ]
I did get the Palai to let me use their cafe to make Giorno a cup, though. We can go sometime.
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Goodnight, Hibiki.
[ he grins, tipping his head down to kiss the crown of his head. goodnight, sweet prince. ]
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After a few minutes of careful studying every feature of sleeping Akira, Hibiki whispers to himself, softly as possible. ]
How dare you, Thief. You stole my heart.
[ His own words make him want to laugh. So cheesy. At this rate, he'll reach Kagura's level in no time. ]
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his eyes flutter open and he groggily blinks at hibiki. then shuts his eyes again. and then hugs hibiki closer like a pillow. ]
...Mm. Five more minutes?
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[ He's certainly not used to filling a role of a pillow. At the same time, this awakening is the most endearing thing. Even if it's five more hours rather than minutes, he won't mind.
It's amusing that the thought they spent a night together already sinks in right now of all times. ]
Five more minutes.
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akira remains still for a few more moments, drifting in and out of sleep. eventually, the gears in his head start working again and he opens his eyes. his hair is even messier than usual and he has his face buried against hibiki's arm. it's quite the look for a phantom thief. ]
Morning, sunshine. [ he yawns, blearily blinking up at him. ]
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Moreover, he's looking forward to seeing Akira's bedhair in its full glory. He'll try not to laugh...too much. ]
Morning. I wouldn't have thought that you sleep talk.
[ IT'S TOO EARLY TO TRICK HIM LIKE THIS, HIBIKI. HAVE MERCY ]
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Hm...? I sleep talk? [ there's panic for a hot second ad he wonders just what embarrassing things he would say when he slept. hopefully nothing scandalous. oh god. ]
I missed you. [ he yawns again, tipping his head up to kiss hibiki's cheek without thinking. ]
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Next time I won't be the first to doze off, promise.
[ He still feels bad about it, but a moment later he realizes that he learned a few important things about Akira. In his mind's eye he pictures Morgan's, Akira's friends on a school trip and goes through two stories he heard a few hours ago. Getting to know him like this, it feels so...nice. Hibiki idly brushes the signet on Akira's neck, wondering what he'll show him next. Whatever it'll be, he can't wait to see it. ]
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[ much like a sleepy cat, akira stretches but then curls back in close. he keeps hibiki close, head bowed against his shoulder. this is stupidly comfortable. sorry he's such a koala. ]
That tickles. [ he laughs, warmly, opening his eyes again to peek up at hibiki. he meets his gaze rather lazily. ] Hi. I could get used to this.
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Hello...? Get used to tickling or waking up next to me?
[ Tracing circles on the surface of the signet, Hibiki makes sure his gaze won't shift somewhere away, just locks his eyes on the koala next to him. ]
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[ a drowsy akira makes far too little sense. he just rambles. definitely not cool. at least now he seems more awake than he previously was. waking up next to someone is even better than akira expected it to be. it's simple and warm and safe. ]
Did you sleep ok? [ and hibiki's eyes are alarmingly pretty from this angle so he keeps staring. ]
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[ It's simple and warm and safe and basically everything Hibiki's been subconsciously longing for. And Akira's stare is another thing that puzzles him. ]
I did. How about you? [ A pause. ] Do I have something on my face?
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[ the idea of falling asleep next to him on a routine basis causes a splash of pink. joker would be so ashamed of akira. you know, if they were actually separate people. ]
And it's nothing. [ a smile and he just. keeps staring. eyes. lips. rinse and repeat. maybe he should suggest getting coffee or something. coffee is safe. ]
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W-Would you consider... [ He thinks about every single word carefully. ] Would you consider this room to be a good enough place for...
[ The closer he's to finishing the sentence, the quieter he speaks. ]
For a first kiss...?
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it's things like that - serious, shy, warm - that have akira metaphorically tripping over himself. it's not that hibiki is smooth or doing any of this on purpose. apparently akira's heart is just enamored by cute idiots. it's a gift. ]
Yeah. [ he doesn't even bother with a joke. instead, he lets go of a breath he didn't realize he was holding. it's cool, kurusu. just act natural. confident, cool, it's just a kiss.
he chuckles fondly, hand coming up to cup hibiki's cheek, thumb moving along his cheekbone, before he tips his own head forward to very gently brush their lips together. for how cool he looks, his stomach is flipflopping all over the place. ]
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Hibiki places his hand on the back of the other boy's neck. He leans his head forward, putting some pressure into the kiss. The warm feeling spreading throughout his body is something that Hibiki welcomes eagerly.
Shutting his eyes is an idea that comes to his mind shortly after, but he's rather watch Akira. Will his eyes glimmer? Just what kind of expression will he have? Will he chuckle? Or perhaps, he'll wink playfully and tease him?
So many options. Whatever is going to happen, one thing is a given: Hibiki will give him possibly the happiest smile after the kiss. ]
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That was ... [ words. why are words so difficult? ] ... really nice.
[ dumbfounded boy. he blinks at hibiki, the almost shy smile still stamped on his face. his hand hasn't left his face either. ]
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Very... [ You're not alone in this, Akira. ] ...nice.
[ Hibiki doesn't mind the silence forming between them. What does bother him, however, is the fact that he can't stop looking at Akira's lips and that shy smile of his. Even when he shifts his gaze to the other boy's eyes, it's just for a short while.
It's embarrassing. He's embarrassing. Isn't he supposed to be the responsible one here? Three kisses are more than he wanted, and yet. He's pulling his head closer once again. ]
Would a second first kiss be too much to ask...?
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