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The rain hadn't seemed to let up, not once, as it's continuing pitter-patter pattern could be heard against the window, it was cool, and overcast, and well past eight o'clock.
However, this could be considered a regular evening for the two hunting dogs, if it weren't for the fact that —instead of being in uniform and working— they were currently in a ball on the couch.
Well not indirectly, more so, Jouno holding Tecchou there comfortably whilst making sure he can't escape to work out so, —since the man has no self pressurvation— as to not damage his injuries.
All Tecchou could do was sit there and let it happen, as the medication he was given for the pain, made him slightly fatigued. And Jouno was happy —although he'd never admit it— that his boyfriend was getting the rest he needed, as he seems to overwork whenever he can.
They were seated in the corner of the couch, the one that splits into a "V" like shape, that corner in the middle, with pillows everywhere, blanket draped over Tecchou(mostly) and just covering Jouno enough to the point he didn't mind Tecchou stealing it all. The thin shade cloth curtains were drawn closed whilst the mains were open, as Tecchoh liked watching the raindrops on the window.
Though Tecchou would mostly likely have preferred to work today, and albeit not working and messing up his schedule slightly was irritating him, he didn't mind it as much as he thought he would. Perhaps it was because Jouno was there with him, or that the rain wasn't falling to heavily, but not to lightly either, and perhaps it was the fact that Jouno had gone out of his way to hold Tecchou as close as he did in his lap.
He felt his earlier irritation dissappear, realizing, how much Jouno probably truly cared but just didn't show.
Tecchou knew he was bad at reading the room and emotions , especially his own, and that why he'd often come off as straightforward, or dull. But now, it seemed to click , just this once, what Jounos supposed true feelings were. Atleast he thinks he's right.
"Saigiku?"
The sound of his first name startles him slightly, as it's not used often unless the other is being raw and honest, or if it's during the day where he's done something far too abnormal, even with his sadistic tendencies.
"Yes? Whats the matter Te-," he pauses, no, using Tecchous last name doesn't feel right , as of right now. "Whats the matter Suehiro?"
"Thank you."
"For what?" Jounos slightly taken aback, why is he being thanked? He understands that he normally doesn't act like this, but it doesn't bother him to much to do it on the odd occasion.
"For being here," he glances up, finally relaxing fully in Jounos arms. "For doing this."
Jouno scoffs, annoyed he's being thanked in the first place, as hes stated before, if it's for Tecchou, he wouldn't mind not indulging in his violent, and sadistic nature, for he wouldn't mind, doing this on the odd occasion, for Tecchou, and Tecchou alone.
"Don't thank me idiot, don't think to much into it, it's not good for your little pea brain."
Tecchou huffs, a ghost of a laugh, he's grown fond of Jounos back-sas. So much so, that just for today, he'll say nothing.
"Alright, I won't."
He tilts his face to stare at Jouno, he's in a small state of awe, how can this man, the person he calls his partner, be so , so breath taking, so gorgeous, in the way the moon light falls over his face, defining his fetures further more.
Tecchou is happy, contempt, and for lack of a better word, swooned. He loved this man.
"Saigiku?"
Jouno tilts his head down, turning his head to face Tecchou fully.
"Hmm? Yes?"
"I- I love you."
With how soft Tecchou had said it, Jouno was sure he'd misheard.
"What?"
"I love you, Saigiku."
Jouno sucked in a sharp breath, locking eyes with Tecchou. This man, the one he insulted daily, the one that puts up with his sadism, and the one that saw him as human when others didn't. Loved him. Oh how Jouno just wanted to kiss this man, and never let him go.
"You fool, you absolute idiot."
Before Tecchou could say anything, Jouno cupped his face with his free hand, and lowered his face just above Tecchou's. Jounos words were hushed , as his lips lingered over Tecchous, before saying something, he would never take back.
"I love you too, dumbass."
Jouno closed that painful gap between them, not give Tecchou a chance to respond.
It's was gentle, and genuine, and extremely sweet.
Their lips fit together like puzzle pieces, being slotted into place. Tecchou leaned into the kiss, moving a hand to cup it over the hand Jouno has on his face.
Jouno was being surprising gentle with Tecchou, humming softly into the kiss, deepening it only slightly, as he just couldn't get enough of how Tecchou tasted. He tasted like bad black coffee in the morning, his lips were soft and warm, and he smelt like honey and worn leather.
Tecchou blushed slightly, and it's increased slightly when Jouno deepend the kiss, he reached his hand up, cupping Jounos own hand. Jounos lips were warm and smooth, he tasted like a vanilla iced latte, and he smelt like cheap deodorant and old book pages.
After a while the kiss was broken, Tecchou whined softly at it but didn't protest further, as he was met with a kiss on his forehead. It lingered softly, the after feeling still there.
Jouno pulled him closer, resting his face in Tecchous hair and inhaling deeply.
They fit together perfectly.
"We fit perfectly."
Tecchou spoke softly, as he liked the silence.
"You fit perfectly right here."
The rain outside hadn't stopped, but it had seemed that shortly after that, he'd fallen asleep, still tucked away in Jounos hold. Head ducked under Jounos chin, breathing soft and slow, and heartbeat steady.
And that, was something Jouno had no problem listening too.