Nanami winces slightly and tightens his grip around Haibara, as though that could do anything to anchor him, to keep him real. "Yes," Nanami admits, "I don't—
"I don't know that I could handle that." He would, if it happens. But fuck it would fuck him up.
You'll feel better tomorrow when you wake up and I'm still here." He shifts again, onto his knees and settles to face Nanami, hands framing his face. "I'm not going to vanish." His voice is soft.
"Nobody else you've met since coming here has disappeared on their second day, have they?" Not that it can't happen, but it seems highly unlikely.
Nanami swallows back, leaning into Haibara's touch. You don't know that, he feels like saying, but Haibara keeps talking. Keeps making good points. Gojo felt like the fox was messing with him when Geto arrived, but Geto is still here. All the sorcerers are.
He takes a deep breath and sighs. "That doesn't mean today needs to end early."
"And I'm not saying it does. I know you won't trust this until you wake up tomorrow and I'm still here, curled against your side." His lips brush against Nanami's lightly, not once but a few times.
"Until then, it feels like a dream." Like he's waiting to wake up. But oh such a good dream. Is it so impossible his fantasies about Haibara coming back would change in a place like this?
He kisses Haibara back, the kisses interrupting what brooding he might have fallen prey to. "That's not my strong suit." Failures, the past, he can handle that. The future? That hasn't been determined yet.
"Maybe that's why I'm here then. To help you worry less." He murmurs it against Nanami's lips before just kissing him again, hands sliding down over his shoulders.
It's the first day. All the things Nanami's dreamed about for Haibara, all the possible futures and lives he could have lived, all of it can wait. None of it may be what Haibara himself wants. Time will tell.
His arms wrap around him. "I'll be less clingy tomorrow," Nanami promises. "You can check out what you like. We'll still spend much of our days together."
"I was never exactly clingy before," Nanami points out. They were together all the time anyway. Part of being the only two people in their class. They couldn't get split up into different teams. Still, he wasn't the clingier of them.
"I don't want us to become unhealthily codependent. That's all."
"I won't be either." Fact. Nanami won't let himself, no matter what happens. There's being glad Haibara is back and spending much of their time together and ignoring his responsibilities to the students, no longer training, and otherwise behaving irresponsibly.
"As long as no one needs me tonight, I'll be here with you the entire time."
"I know," Nanami says, "I can still hope that the teenagers manage to be okay by themselves for one night. Even though I cannot control it." Because he wants this night for them and them alone. One night. Is that so much to ask?
"The same for you. I'm sure you'll make friends with people in no time."
Nanami consciously loosens his grip on Haibara a little. A comfortable weight around his waist. his head leans back, and he's happy to sit here until the water gets cold.
And he's in no hurry either. The evening is a quiet one, the two of them finally going to bed and Haibara's there when the alarm goes off. He leaves about midday, heading out to explore, do some shopping and he's back before nightfall, at least, carrying a few bags. The building is quiet, Haibara not seeing anyone on his way up and then letting himself into the apartment, running a hand through his hair.
He toes off his shoes, gaze drifting toward the kitchen before he walks that way to put the snacks away.
Nanami reads in the living room and looks up, glad Haibara is the one walking in without knocking, not Gojo or anyone else. He picks up his bookmark to mark his place and smiles—
He halts, leaning forward, as he takes in what Haibara's wearing. "Oh," he exclaims after inhaling sharply. Nanami stands, perfectly under control, and locks the front door. That isn't enough to stop Gojo, if he decides to pop in, but thankfully knocking has become standard.
Nanami trails Haibara's steps to the kitchen, where he stands stock straight. He swallows and tries to function like a normal human being. What was he going to ask if Haibara wanted with dinner? Silk? "You look," Nanami says instead, devourable, "good."
He knows the minute Nanami sees him, the sound sending a shiver down his spine as he focuses on putting his food away. Doesn't turn even when he can feel Nanami behind him, can sense what he's feeling.
" I'm not a teenager here " As he straightens, adjusts his jacket and then turns so Nanami gets the full effect.
Nanami forces himself to focus on the details of the suit, the perfectly tailored layering, the way it hugs Haibara without restricting him. It's a very, very good suit. It's—
Nanami closes the gap and pushes Haibara against the cupboards. He kisses hard, pushing Haibara's mouth open, and runs his hands as greedily over the suit. He pins Haibara with his hips, well aware he's already hard. After long moments, he drags his lips away to Haibara's ear. "You know I do."
Haibara's mouth opens under the kiss, hands curling in the fabric of Nanami's shirt, hips rocking against Nanami almost immediately. And he's alresdy breathless when the kiss breaks, his lips curving into a soft smile.
"Kento." He murmurs it, leans up to seek another kiss. Definitely a good idea to try the suit, he'll have to get more.
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"I don't know that I could handle that." He would, if it happens. But fuck it would fuck him up.
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"Nobody else you've met since coming here has disappeared on their second day, have they?" Not that it can't happen, but it seems highly unlikely.
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He takes a deep breath and sighs. "That doesn't mean today needs to end early."
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"I just want you to worry a little less."
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He kisses Haibara back, the kisses interrupting what brooding he might have fallen prey to. "That's not my strong suit." Failures, the past, he can handle that. The future? That hasn't been determined yet.
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"Among other things."
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"I want you to obtain your dreams. I want you to get new dreams and work toward them. I want the world for you."
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"Not in any hurry for new dreams, I have everything I want right here."
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"I've been here a month. I'm not going anywhere."
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"So I'm not going anywhere either.
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Once he's sure they have them.
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"I'm not in any hurry, Kento."
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"I don't want us to become unhealthily codependent. That's all."
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"I'm not going to be like that."
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"As long as no one needs me tonight, I'll be here with you the entire time."
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"I'm not going to be bothered you have other demands on your time."
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"The same for you. I'm sure you'll make friends with people in no time."
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lapse to the next day/evening.
He toes off his shoes, gaze drifting toward the kitchen before he walks that way to put the snacks away.
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He halts, leaning forward, as he takes in what Haibara's wearing. "Oh," he exclaims after inhaling sharply. Nanami stands, perfectly under control, and locks the front door. That isn't enough to stop Gojo, if he decides to pop in, but thankfully knocking has become standard.
Nanami trails Haibara's steps to the kitchen, where he stands stock straight. He swallows and tries to function like a normal human being. What was he going to ask if Haibara wanted with dinner? Silk? "You look," Nanami says instead, devourable, "good."
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" I'm not a teenager here " As he straightens, adjusts his jacket and then turns so Nanami gets the full effect.
"So you like it?"
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Nanami closes the gap and pushes Haibara against the cupboards. He kisses hard, pushing Haibara's mouth open, and runs his hands as greedily over the suit. He pins Haibara with his hips, well aware he's already hard. After long moments, he drags his lips away to Haibara's ear. "You know I do."
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"Kento." He murmurs it, leans up to seek another kiss. Definitely a good idea to try the suit, he'll have to get more.
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