[He says, fully planning on indulging in that bottle of rum he’s got stashed in his room once Atsushi is asleep.
The warmth of another person laying next to him is more of a comfort than Chuuya would like to admit, and he settles under the covers without too much of a fight. Maybe he’ll scoot up against Atsushi to steal some of his warmth.
Ah, that optimistic statement is actually nice to hear, if only to confirm that Atsushi isn’t allowing himself to be brought down by the memories of his kidnapping.]
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[He says, fully planning on indulging in that bottle of rum he’s got stashed in his room once Atsushi is asleep.
The warmth of another person laying next to him is more of a comfort than Chuuya would like to admit, and he settles under the covers without too much of a fight. Maybe he’ll scoot up against Atsushi to steal some of his warmth.
Ah, that optimistic statement is actually nice to hear, if only to confirm that Atsushi isn’t allowing himself to be brought down by the memories of his kidnapping.]
Tch. All I wanted to do tonight was drink.
[Then Faust had appeared, and yeah.]