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[ and that's how momo probably knows that something is wrong.

aside from having disappeared for a week, obviously. but then again, it's not every day that yuki kind of stumbles into the north district instead of the west, and the first thing he does when he manages to re-orientate himself is to make an immediate beeline towards where he thinks momo is working at tonight.

maybe he hasn't gotten off work yet.

it's not that difficult to spot black and white streaked hair making his way out of one of the clubs, and-- ]

Momo. [ and then, louder, as his own footsteps quicken, ] Momo!

[ yuki feels like a mess. probably looks like one too, because all he can remember is earth and darkness and...

that's not important, right now, because actually catching up to momo is more important. ]

[A week ago, Yuki disappeared. A week ago, Momo thought something horrible had happened, and he was never going to see Yuki again. So hearing that voice as he waves off his last customer as cheerfully as he can manage just...

Momo's head whips around, and he sees that beautiful head of silver hair, that cool, sexy face peering out of the darkness, and he doesn't even care that he's in some stupid host outfit. He immediately breaks into a run and meets his partner halfway, throwing his arms around him. The only thing keeping him from breaking into a sob is him pressing his face to Yuki's shoulder.]

Yuki! I was... I thought you were gone...

Momo!

[ and it's... a relief? that he's able to find momo this quickly, this easily, and--

(maybe it's fate.)

-- then he's dealing with an armful of momo, and it's also lucky that yuki sees momo break into a run, meets him halfway, because it gives yuki enough time to brace himself so that he can catch momo when the other male throws his arms around him.

the last thing he needs is to crash backwards onto the ground to ruin the moment.

momo is warm, comforting, familiar, and it's only been a week but a week is far too long, so yuki pulls momo in a little tighter, allows him to press his face to his shoulder, and yuki should be bothered that momo smells like alcohol and cigarettes but it's momo, underneath all that, and-- ]

I was, for a while.

[ that's all yuki's going to say for now, anyway, because he's going to focus on hugging momo close, the fact that they're in some road outside his workplace notwithstanding. ]

I don't know how, but I'm back now.

[ and I never want to leave, he thinks, and he hopes it shows in the way yuki holds momo, like he doesn't want to let go. ]

[He can't remember ever being held so tightly by Yuki. Maybe it's just the force of his own love but he thinks Yuki is holding him so carefully that he never wants to forget the feeling.

Hearing that he was gone sends Momo over the edge, and tears spill from his eyes. He turns his head so he's at least not crying directly onto Yuki.]

I was hoping you went home but I don't want to be here without you! I was so scared...

...

[ it's almost instant, the way yuki startles for a moment when he feels the wetness from momo's tears, and he pulls back slightly, his expression concerned, and it's gentle, the way yuki lifts a hand to turn momo's face towards him, brush away momo's tears with an outstretched finger. ]

Don't cry.

[ because whenever momo cries, he can't help but feel like he's failed momo somehow and that's.

not a very nice feeling. ]

My home is with you, Momo. What kind of person would I be if I left without you...

[ sometimes yuki has his eloquent moments.

he's failed momo once. he can't do that, never again-- so even if yuki isn't really the kind of person to apologise, he swallows, and then: ]

I'm sorry I scared you.

Yuki!

[He sniffs, and lets Yuki brush the tears away. It's a little embarrassing to be doing this in the middle of the street, but if he can't be honest with Yuki, who can he be honest with?]

Don't apologize. You didn't do it on purpose. Just... I don't want to be anywhere without you. I don't really want you to be here, but I didn't want to be alone. I'm sorry... for being selfish...

[ yuki should be more concerned about how they're outside in the middle of the road but it's late, there's hardly anyone around, and it's not like okarin is hanging over their shoulders to scold them about doing something stupid, so yuki pulls momo in closer, and it's enough for him to rest his forehead against momo's like always. ]

You don't have to apologise.

[ okay, there's a small part of him that knows that it isn't how this should actually work, but frankly, he doesn't care either, so, ]

...... I'll stay with you tonight.

[ because even if it s been less than a month, and even if they have their own apartments back home, it's not like yuki minded their time living together.

or something. ]

[Momo doesn't know how it should work, because this place is a little bit weird and a little bit backwards. All he knows is that he feels like he can take it on with Yuki here, and in those days without Yuki he felt himself fraying at the seams for the first time in years. Ever since the day they made eye contact when Momo was just a fan, he's needed Yuki.]

I don't care what anyone thinks. I want to cuddle up with you all night and not let go until I'm sure I didn't hit my head and imagine you coming back to me.

[ it's fine. yuki's been here for longer and he still thinks that this place is more than a little bit weird, and definitely more than a little bit backwards, especially since they won't let him write music, but this is something that yuki can salt about later.

that aside, though. ]

Completely real, I promise.

[ for good measure, he's just going to slip his hand into momo's and squeeze it, gently. completely 100% solid, so momo knows that this isn't just a figment of his imagination. especially so, when it feels like coming home. if momo feels like he's been fraying at the edges, yuki has been, too, even if he's gotten better at not making it look so obvious.

(he's learned from the last time.)

but this feels like coming home, and he's suddenly hit by a wave of affection, over and above what he usually feels for momo. ]

Cuddling sounds good. I don't know where I was, but it was uncomfortable and gross and sleeping with you sounds like an excellent alternative.

[ and then he's just going to. swoop in and kiss momo because he can, and he hasn't kissed momo in over a week and that needs to be fixed. ]

Ahhhh, I'm so relieved!

[He takes Yuki's hand and holds it like he's afraid Yuki will disappear if he lets go. He's not ready to go it alone. But thankfully, Yuki is here, and real, and present, and kissing him... And he kisses him back with a softness and a certainty he doesn't usually show, confidence in their bond. He leans into the kiss like a completely lovestruck idiot, which he is, and sighs against Yuki's lips when they have to break to settle themselves.]

We're doing this in the middle of the street like newlyweds~

[ the good thing about already having a partner is that there's no risk of being assigned to someone unfamiliar, and especially so since he'd managed to snag momo before anyone else could grab him for a partner--

yuki's maybe eyeing a couple of things a liiiiittle bit too interestedly. ]

They don't have peach, but they have strawberry.

[ yep. ]

And I think pink looks better on you than black would........

[Not that Momo minds Yuki being on a bit of a tear. It's always so appealing when he's interested in something, the look of intensity he gets and the way his eyes sparkle. Momo can't help being utterly attracted to it, to Yuki, to every darn thing about him.]

Pink is good~ Is there green, too? I'll be Re:vale colored~ Yay!

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action; sometime in the (early) morning of april 28th

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i got lazy to make a top level so re:vale body painting

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