But anyway, he doesn't really have to finish that statement before Akira's leaning in for another one, and that's way more important. He lingers contentedly, eyes sliding shut as he basks in the very gentle and sweet moment.
[for as much as Akira teases, even he can admit that this is much better. . . and there's something about this kiss in particular that sends his heart thrumming warmly in his ears. he truly never thought he'd be in this position, enveloped by someone he finds so completely and utterly amazing. . . fortunate enough to have such a bright presence lighting up his life. but now that he's here, he can't even begin to fathom where he'd be without it]
[. . . they're both exhausted, but Akira makes no move to lie down, no move to return to bed so they can finally sleep. some things, he thinks dully in the back of his mind, are so much more preferable!!]
[ Akira makes no move to return to the bed, and honestly? Minato doesn't either. This entire situation is intoxicating and distracting and warming, and Minato has no interest in letting it end too quickly. Akira has managed to convince him that he deserves this, that they both deserve this, and that's enough for Minato to give himself over to it fully.
So one slow, warm, loving kiss becomes two, and then a slow third, and then...
...
... Then Minato has to break away to stifle a yawn, turning his head a little so he doesn't just completely yawn in Akira's face.
[honestly, Akira is the farthest thing from "at peace" with what happened today. . . but it's also currently the furthest thing from his mind as Minato curls up tightly against him. his heart beats in tandem with Minato's, both physically and metaphorically, and somehow. . . that makes everything okay]
[Minato falls asleep first, and Akira tilts his head down to press a kiss against the crown of Minato's head. he stays enveloped in Minato's arms, listening peacefully to the sound of his breathing-- his heartbeat-- as he slowly drifts off himself]
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[ he is!! That's important!!
But anyway, he doesn't really have to finish that statement before Akira's leaning in for another one, and that's way more important. He lingers contentedly, eyes sliding shut as he basks in the very gentle and sweet moment.
That's better. ]
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[. . . they're both exhausted, but Akira makes no move to lie down, no move to return to bed so they can finally sleep. some things, he thinks dully in the back of his mind, are so much more preferable!!]
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So one slow, warm, loving kiss becomes two, and then a slow third, and then...
...
... Then Minato has to break away to stifle a yawn, turning his head a little so he doesn't just completely yawn in Akira's face.
Ugh, dammit!! ]
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Okay, okay. I get the hint.
C'mon.
[it's reluctant, but Akira pulls away, tugging gently on Minato's hands to guide him towards the bed. it is probably time for them to sleep!!]
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[ another yawn... now that he's started yawning, he can't stop. ]
I was... enjoying the moment...
[ but he is also unresisting as Akira guides them to his bed.
sleep... definitely beckons. Minato's exhausted, unsurprisingly. ]
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We can enjoy more of it tomorrow, okay?
[CUDDLE CUDDLE]
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Minato just... yawns.
And nods a little, and curls even closer... and he's out like a light. It's been a long day.
He seems... at peace, though, despite everything that happened that day. ]
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[Minato falls asleep first, and Akira tilts his head down to press a kiss against the crown of Minato's head. he stays enveloped in Minato's arms, listening peacefully to the sound of his breathing-- his heartbeat-- as he slowly drifts off himself]
[POST-TRAUMA CUDDLES]