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[ 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~

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