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[ Living together with TRIGGER wasn't something he thought he would ever do, and if asked this time last year, he would have said that it was impossible. But, the way things have aligned were impossibly less than perfect, and here they are -- A month or so into living together in the same house. There have been spats, of course, but -- ... He wishes he could say that it was as impossible as he thought it would be. It's warm, here. Interactions when waking up and going to sleep and eating and coming home are less stilted. It's almost as if he can take his mask off when behind closed doors -- Not just the one of the perfect Modern-day Angel, but the sharp and cold and uncaring one covering up everything he's pushed down.

It's a saturday that they don't have anything lined up for work. Kaoru won't let him go out and do anything, tells him he needs time to himself to unwind, less he wants to end up in the hospital again. This has him idly straightening things up around the house, making stir-crazy circles in absence of anything else to do. Gaku's left a jacket in the living room, and after making a snide comment about his organizational skills to nobody but himself, he opts to bringing it back to his room for him.

Like a proper older sibling, he knocks and immediately lets himself in, with little respect for what the man inside could be doing. ]

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[ If he was lucid in the slightest, he'd think about how pathetic it was to just need this much. But, he's not -- he's not, and his body is oversensitive and underexperienced. Gaku touching him is the jolt he needed to push him over the edge -- mouth open and hot against the crook of Gaku's neck as he all but convulses, as his back arcs up hard and he chokes out a sharp and loud moan as he comes hard, stars dancing in his vision and his heart beating hard and fast in his chest like hummingbird wings. ]

[Gaku's got no chance of holding on any longer with Tenn squeezing around his dick like that, with Tenn doing anything, every noise and breath he takes against Gaku's skin only dragging him further and further down. he spills hot and wet inside of Tenn, burying himself in one last time with a moan that seems to reverberate down his entire body. he can only belatedly think that he's going to leave bruises on Tenn's hip where he still holds him, the thought slipping through his hands along with everything else as his mind whites out and his body sags heavily against Tenn.]

[ The post-orgasmic bliss that shrouds him makes him feel like if he moves, even at all, he'll ruin everything. His mind and his body and his everything feels clouded in a different way than just moments before when he was drowning in helplessness and pleasure, at gaku's will -- now just existing in this feeling and trying to remember how to breathe. ]

[Gaku should probably be doing something like pulling out, grabbing a towel, and wiping them down. that requires moving, unfortunately, and flopping bonelessly on top of Tenn sounds like a much better idea, so that's what he does.]

[ Gaku is heavy when he's flopping bonelessly, and now that they aren't in the moment and Tenn isn't being suffocated by desire and pleasure, he's ... embarrassed that Gaku is on top of him. But ...

... He doesn't actually want to break the distance. He finally moves with a soft groan, trying to do something like sitting up without sitting up, just to let Gaku know he wants to move. ]

...Roll me over.

[he ignores Tenn's squirming until he actually speaks up, post-orgasm haze slowing all his reactions enough that he really doesn't want to move unless he absolutely has to, but Tenn asked nicely, so Gaku will indulge him this once. he pushes himself up briefly enough to turn them both onto their sides, his softened cock slipping out of Tenn in the process.

huh. he should probably get some condoms or something for next time.]

[ ...That's such a weird, weird feeling, and so is the--- ... the oozing that comes with it. It makes him purse his lips into a flustered and dissatisfied pout, especially since this ... isn't what he meant. This isn't what he meant to ask for. He didn't want to stop touching yet, and -- ... Crawls on top of Gaku, shoving him over to lay against his chest with even more of a flustered and dissatisfied pout. ]

[Gaku's too distracted by Tenn manhandling him onto his back to think about much else, watching Tenn curl up on his chest, still completely naked and making an unfairly adorable kind of expression. he automatically moves to put an arm around him before he can think better of it, thoughts slowly beginning to reorder themselves as time goes on.]

Tenn?

[ No response.

Except for burying his face into Gaku's chest because he's embarrassed, now. ]

[he doesn't say anything, at least initially, because it's rare for Tenn to act this cute and he doesn't want to chance interrupting him before he naturally returns to his usual off-putting self.

it's too warm, and Tenn's weight is slight enough that it's more comforting than anything, and there's the very really chance that Gaku's going to fall asleep if he stays like this too long. after a nebulous amount of time passes, he's carefully sitting up, slinging an arm around Tenn to keep him from falling over or trying to escape.]

I need a shower.

[ He liked this space where they were doing nothing but existing in togetherness. He's sore and his body feels a little gross and just laying against Gaku like this is comforting, so when he finally moves, Tenn can't help but make a small noise of protest.

...But, he isn't against the idea. ]

...

I'm sticky.

[Tenn's being cute again, but it feels like drawing any attention to it will break whatever spell has been cast over the two of them, allowing this level of closeness Tenn usually denies anyway. Gaku just answers with an affirmative hum, turning Tenn to the side in his lap and hooking his other arm under his knees before he slides off the bed, princess carrying him in the direction of the bathroom.]

[ while he isn't entirely sure he could walk, being picked up this way isn't exactly ideal when you just got your ass destroyed. His sound of protest is a yelp, this time, but he still clings to gaku as not to be dropped on the floor while boneless and naked. ]

Sorry.

[Gaku's apology is instant and immediate, just in case Tenn forgot that he's still hyper focused on his comfort and happiness. there's really not another easy way for Gaku to carry him, however, and he's not about to chance making Tenn try to walk right now.

the trip to their bathroom isn't long enough for Gaku to rethink his strategy, anyway, and it's only a few brief seconds before Gaku's nudging the door closed with his foot and setting Tenn down on the shower stool, quickly stripping his pants off before he goes to get the water turned on.]

[ Being carried to the bathroom wasn't really much of an ordeal, but when he's sat down and Gaku begins to undress, Tenn turns to watch him and --

... Once again, gives a dissatisfied pout. ]

... Do that before, next time. Just pushing your pants away is too cliche.

There's going to be a next time, Tenn?

[Gaku's still in too much of a good post-nut mood to rise to Tenn's insults, especially when they're this weak. he doesn't wait for any further permission after he turns the shower on, bending down to sling an arm around Tenn's middle and lifting him up and into the spray. it's not totally necessary to be behaving like Tenn can't walk at all, but Gaku's in the mood to spoil him a little, and it's not like Tenn's incapable of telling him to stop if he really doesn't like it.]

[ ...Oh.

Fuck.

He didn't mean to say that.

Well-- He didn't mean to mean to say that. He didn't mean--

Fuck, this is the worst case scenario and every part of his body is telling him to abort mission but when he opens his mouth to speak is when Gaku picks him up and puts him under the water. ]

---No! There won't be, shut u--- bbleeghgh---!!

[Gaku laughs— he can't help it, seeing Tenn panic like this and then get cut off by the water is just too much. it's not mean, of course, and he quickly moves to shield Tenn's from the spray.]

You're cuter when you're honest, Tenn. Should I wash your back for you?

[ he's not trying to be cute, so he isn't going to respond to that! actually! ]

...Yes.

[ he does want to be washed, however, because he's covered in sweat and semen. ]

[uh huh. Gaku won't tease him more, at least for the movement, and moves on to balancing Tenn in one arm while grabbing the washcloth, beginning to wipe him down under the warm spray of water. he's gentle, and could make a comment about how domestic this is, but has a feeling Tenn's already aware of that.]

[ he knows, of course, but he isn't going to say anything about it. even before everything they'd done, today, he's fine with Gaku touching him -- they do it enough in shoots that it's become like real life. Plus ... it's warm and it's comfortable and it's relaxing, but he's not going to say that, either. he's just going to relax under gaku's hands, idly content. ]

[it's nice, the warm spray of the water and Tenn relaxing against him, letting Gaku clean him off with careful movements of his hand. he's less concerned about his own cleanliness, figuring the water will do most of the work, and besides, he knows this almost affectionate complacency has a time limit with Tenn, and doesn't want to chance ending it prematurely.

eventually, when he's apparently satisfied with Tenn being acceptable semen-free, he turns off the water and sets him down on the stool again. without asking, he goes over to turn on the tap to the bathtub— soaking in hot water will be good for Tenn's sore joints and skin, and effectively remove any last bits of filth that Gaku might've missed.]

[ Part of him is saying that he should be making some sort of snappy remark, here -- that he's been exposed for too long, that his walls have been wrenched down too much and he needs to turtle back up.

But, he doesn't.

He just ... quietly watches Gaku move over to the bathtub, says and does nothing when he turns on the water.

He ... likes this? It's comforting. It's warm, in more ways than just the water. ...It turns out that murdering your emotions and wants and needs for five years leaves you incredibly affection starved. ]

[Gaku's no mind-reader, but Tenn's vaguely confused expression tells him all he needs to. it's same one he makes every time he accidentally lets his walls down around him and Ryuu, gets the genuine praise or affection he needs to flip that switch in his head that he usually has turned so firmly off.]

Do you want to try walking, or should I put you in?

I can do it.

[ He's feeling slightly less boneless, now, even if he's still sore from Gaku not being able to contain his lust and going too hard for a delicate virgin's first time. Grasping onto the wall he slowly stands up -- legs wobbly, but he doesn't immediately fall, so it's probably fine. ]