Beautiful Life

This has been lying around my laptop for quite a while. Thought I'd finish it.

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Hiroki couldn't imagine waking up any other way.

Nowaki's lean body pressed up behind him; warm, comforting, familiar—and those strong arms wound tightly around his waist, holding their bodies close together while they slept.

The deep exhales that fell from Nowaki's soft, pink lips tickled the nape of Hiroki's neck, sending sparks of undiluted warmth throughout his entire body. The faint scent of love-making still lingered in the air, and sticky, dried come clung to their naked bodies as they spooned. Morning sunlight spilled in through the blinds and bathed the bottom half of their bed in a soft orange radiance, causing heat to seep through the layer of covers and warm their bare skin.

Hiroki rolled over to face Nowaki, turning cautiously, trying not to jostle his younger lover or wake him up. Unfortunately Nowaki stirred and yawned anyway, tired blue eyes slowly opening up and blinking several times to adjust to the brightness of their bedroom. Nowaki's gaze soon met Hiroki's and he smiled, sliding his hand over the small of Hiroki's back. He gently grasped Hiroki's hand and brought the knuckles to his smiling lips, leaving crinkled damp sports on pale skin.

Hiroki closed his eyes and tried to bite back a smile, but it slowly made its way onto his face anyway. He twisted their fingers so that Nowaki's were now perfectly situated between each of his, squeezing them affectionately. The blackness granted beneath his eyelids gave him no warning when Nowaki leaned in for a soft kiss, but he should have seen it coming. They both let out a soft sigh of content as their lips moved together.

Nope, Hiroki definitely didn't want it any other way.

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YAY FOR SICKLY SWEET FLUFF! :) hope you didn't puke from all the sweetness--but this was really fun to write.