Disclaimer: Not mine

Notes: Written with a time limit, so apologies if it comes off as rushed.


Tatsuya doesn't say anything when Domon cleans and dresses Sion's wounds with a gentleness that isn't absolutely necessary, or when Sion rushes to Domon's side whenever he gets hurt in battle.

He doesn't say anything early in the morning when Domon's still cranky about being awake and snaps at everyone... except Sion, whose face lights up the second he enters the room.

He doesn't say anything at night when they're laughing over television programs, pressed together almost tightly enough to congeal into a single entity, until Domon finally passes out and he has to pry the older man off before he crushes poor Sion.

And he certainly doesn't say anything the nights Domon sneaks out of their room, and several minutes of couch springs creaking later, stumbles back in, sweaty and sated.

Finally, he convinced himself he wouldn't be intruding if he asked Yuuri why they were keeping what they were doing (a poorly guarded) secret, since he thought things like moral objections over orientation would have been settled in the year 3000. She told him that yes, things like that weren't usually considered anymore, but that didn't mean that they don't have other, perfectly valid, reasons to keep quiet. Try not to worry about it, if they feel they should tell them, they will.

Only he has no idea what he's going to say if they do.