[Chuuya had passed out oh so gracefully on the floor the night before from his overindulgence in alcohol, so how he got into Atsushi’s bed is a mystery. If he was carried he didn’t feel it, but he’s hardly complaining; his back will thank him for not enduring an entire night on hard floors.
He’s quite comfortable and warm, and he could stay in bed all day, snoozing away and dreaming of weird but hilarious shit...
Except there’s a very loud knocking at the door (frame?) and Chuuya instantly startles awake.]
Huh???
[There’s something warm and fuzzy on his face...
Oh. It’s Daifuku. That’s fucking adorable...Chuuya smiles against that silky soft fur, and while he doesn’t want to wake the tiny cub, he does want to sit up a bit...
But that turns out to be a huge fucking mistake, because the instant he gently moves Daifuku off his face and shifts to a sitting position all the wonderous feelings of a hangover hit him all at once.]
Oh god...
[He clutches his head, wincing in pain.]
Atsushi...what is it?
[He looks miffed, but not pissed. This better be good...]
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He’s quite comfortable and warm, and he could stay in bed all day, snoozing away and dreaming of weird but hilarious shit...
Except there’s a very loud knocking at the door (frame?) and Chuuya instantly startles awake.]
Huh???
[There’s something warm and fuzzy on his face...
Oh. It’s Daifuku. That’s fucking adorable...Chuuya smiles against that silky soft fur, and while he doesn’t want to wake the tiny cub, he does want to sit up a bit...
But that turns out to be a huge fucking mistake, because the instant he gently moves Daifuku off his face and shifts to a sitting position all the wonderous feelings of a hangover hit him all at once.]
Oh god...
[He clutches his head, wincing in pain.]
Atsushi...what is it?
[He looks miffed, but not pissed. This better be good...]