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"That may come with trials we face. Just as with jujutsu, we learn more when we push ourselves, the trials may reveal more of our Role abilities as they push us."

He grabs the bar of soap, lathers up his hands, and starts to wash Haibara by hand.

He does at least nod, although he ends up distracted when Nanami starts bathing him, his own hands smoothing over Nanami's skin, at least until he has a chance to return the favor.

Nanami is methodical, thorough, and gentle. He loves taking care of Haibara, even in the little ways. There's no rush, and he kisses Haibara as he does so. It's too hard to resist that. It also may be silly, but he missed Haibara while he was gone. Nanami doesn't want to cling too hard. He followed his routine. Yet, it's still only the second day.

"Sometimes, it still feels like a dream."

"It's going to take time for you to trust this." He's not bothered by the comment, kissing back every time Nanami kisses him.

"I'm not going anywhere, though."

"I'm trying," Nanami says. He really is. Even if he cannot trust it truly inside, he let Haibara leave without him because it's good for Haibara. He will keep doing that. That's the main way to trust Haibara will come back. Will be here. To let him leave, for however long a time, and come back.

He rests his forehead against Haibara's and weaves soapy fingers into Haibara's hair. "Did you have fun while you were out?"

"I know you are, but it's going to take time." He lets his eyes close, enjoying the feeling of fingers in his hair.

"I met one of the students you mentioned. Inumaki? We talked while I was shopping."

Time. They have time. Nanami would pull Haibara closer, but Haibara's clean while Nanami still isn't. He hands Haibara the soap.

"What did you think of him?" Nanami doesn't say more, not to bias Haibara with his own thoughts. Their past missions, the conversation over lunch, Okkotsu's words about him... they all build a picture.

"He seems nice enough." Haibara answers, turning his attention to washing Nanami. "He was pretty straightforward. Told me a bit about his friends, his arm, explained a bit aout this place."

"He's helpful like that. Friendly, much of the time." Especially since Haibara is closer to his age than Nanami is. Nanami is also, as he's overheard Ichiji put it, the adultiest of adults. That vibe means he gets treated a different way. He's also gone on missions with Inumaki.

"He's taken to greeting new jujutsu sorcerers. It's because of your lack of cursed energy and that you found me that he didn't meet you first."

"I figured. I'd probably have had all of them tracking me down since I'm not someone they've met before." And it was kind of nice he'd had time with Nanami before approaching others. Haibara settles on his knees to finish bathing Nanami, hands sliding over his legs.

"You might still, now that Inumaki knows you're here," Nanami says, "He talks with everyone." Even though he can only say limited words aloud, he communicates just fine. Nanami thinks that'll be good for Haibara, more people to get to know. Plus, it seems impossible for anyone to dislike him.

His breath catches as Haibara goes on his knees. It can be an innocent act.

His hands move slowly, lathering Nanami's legs, breath warm against his skin, eyes canted up to watch his face, his lips twitching slightly. "I suppose we'll see." The temptation is there, but he doesn't act on it yet.

His hand does slide over Nanami's shaft though, strokes him slowly as he's washing him.

They'll see about more than just that. Nanami swallows but holds himself steady, even as the water runs down his chest and down his legs where Haibara washes him. They are terrible at eating dinner. He'll need to establish a better schedule. One where they eat at a reasonable hour.

Tomorrow, he decides. When he's not in the shower with Haibara. He breaths slowly and carefully. Nanami rests a hand in Haibara's hair, brushing his fingers through it gently.

That's not a no and he makes sure the soap is well rinsed off before he leans forward, tongue darting out to lick at the head of his cock, just flicking against it lightly. And then he closes his lips around the head, hand sliding along his shaft.

They can always clean up again later.

A soft moan as a shiver runs up his spine. Nanami's touch is light in Haibara's hair, not directing anything at all. He lets Haibara do as he wants. He always does, it feels like. He's not sorry for it at all, certainly not with Haibara on his knees before him like this. He shifts just enough to feel steadier on his feet.

"God," Nanami swears.

Definitely a good reaction, even if this isn't how he plans to finish things, but he loosens his grip, lets his hand fall so he can take Nanami deeper, tongue stroking against his shaft as he starts to move. His hands slide over Nanami's thighs before smoothing up over his ass, one finger lightly sliding between his cheeks.

And gently presses against the opening, although he's not pushing it in.

His abs clench as Nanami resists the urge, for now, to press into Haibara's mouth. His head tilts back, and he lets out a soft moan. His breathing's a touch uneven, but he focuses on it, so much as he can.

When he feels Haibara press a finger against him, he pulls his head up enough to look at the toiletries, find the waterproof lube he stocked the shower with while Haibara was out, and hands it down to him. He then presses his free hand against the shower wall so he can relax more.

He takes it, fumbles a little getting it open and squeezing it on his fingers. Then he's pushing one into Nanami carefully while still teasing his shaft with his tongue as he pulls back.

"You don't have to hold back." Haibara looks up at him. "Or would you rather I come up there and kiss you?"

Nanami exhales roughly and takes a few more breaths, even after Haibara pulls back. He looks down to meet Haibara's gaze, and that alone is enough to elicit a small groan.

"I—" Nanami tries to think of something besides 'both' because he wants both. He wants it all. It would be harder, if Haibara managed to ask through the bond, while still taking him in his mouth. "Yes."

He gently pulls Haibara up and kisses him. He rocks his hips against Haibara and presses back against the finger in so doing. He just wants him.

He kisses back eagerly, moaning through the bond and into Nanami's mouth. His own hips buck, grinding against Nanami's. And when the kiss breaks, he's panting.

And he adds a second finger, working them inside Nanami to stretch him.

Nanami's breathing hard too. He continues to rock back and forth, an arm around Haibara's waist holding them close together. He rests his cheek against Haibara's, so that Haibara can hear how heavy his breathing is, how much he wants him.

Then he's kissing behind Haibara's ear, sucking on his earlobe, while he continues a steady rhythm, pressing against both Haibara's cock and his fingers.

His fingers slip out, Haibara shuddering between Nanami and the wall of the shower, moaning his name as he rocks against him. His other hand is curled around the back of Nanami's neck, playing in his hair.

"Kento"

Nanami slides a hand between them to grip them both and jerk them both off. It doesn't need to be more when he feels Haibara against him, in his arms, with him once more. He kisses and sucks at Haibara's neck, his call in return more a voice in Haibara's head than aloud. Yu..

Nanami's hand on him, the friction from rubbing against his shaft while they're being stroked and Nanami's mouth on his neck have him helplessly moaning as his hips buck, his hands digging into Nanami's back to hold onto him.

And that call of his name has him spilling, his eyes closed.

Nanami smiles against Yu's neck, breathing heavily himself though he hasn't finished yet. He holds Yu up, still giving him small kisses. The happiest man in the world, surely.

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