as always, chuuya grumbles softly under his breath, presses his face into baren because no, he doesn't want to be awake... but then he realizes that there's a body there to press into, there's warmth his arms have reflexively wrapped around and the familiar smell of whatever the fuck soap and shampoo baren happens to use.
and when all of that hits him, chuuya meets those kisses with a good deal more enthusiasm, already awake much faster than usual.]
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as always, chuuya grumbles softly under his breath, presses his face into baren because no, he doesn't want to be awake... but then he realizes that there's a body there to press into, there's warmth his arms have reflexively wrapped around and the familiar smell of whatever the fuck soap and shampoo baren happens to use.
and when all of that hits him, chuuya meets those kisses with a good deal more enthusiasm, already awake much faster than usual.]
...mm. Hey. Is it morning already?