Who the fuck was knocking on his hotel room door? Shuuhei cursed under his breath and tried to go back to sleep in the dark room.
Kensei rapped on the door and waited for Shuuhei to answer. But no one stirred inside the hotel room. He knocked on the door again, this time with his fist.
"You have the wrong room." Shuuhei said, his voice was being muffled by the door.
Kensei knocked once more and waited, trying to fight the urge to NOT break down the door.
"Go away! Some people are trying to sleep here!"
"Shuuhei, it's me Kensei."
A few seconds later the door swung open and Shuuhei stood in the doorway, dressed in only a T-shirt (That he had gotten for Christmas from Kensei) that hang loosely on his frame. He squinted up at the older man and pushed his rumpled hair from his eyes. The cold air from the hallway blew in around him and his teeth started to chatter, but he still continued to look at Kensei with confusion. "Shuuhei are you going to let me in or not?"
Shuuhei tilted his head, rubbing his arms with his hands. "What are you doing here? I thought you would be coming back in the morning?"
"My plans got changed. Can I come inside though? It's freezing and I don't need you catching a cold."
Shuuhei stepped aside and let Kensei pass, then swung the door shut behind him. With a soft moan Shuuhei hurried over to the bed and crawled beneath the covers, pulling them up to his chin. Kensei stood next to the bed, so tempted to crawl right into the bed with Shuuhei. But he didn't.
"What time is it?" Shuuhei said in a sleepy voice.
Kensei glanced over at his phone. "It's about 1:30am."
Shuuhei groaned softly and pressed his face into the pillow. "Are you just going to stand there or are you going to get back in bed?"
Sighing Kensei sat down on the edge of the bed, leaning back against the headboard, kicking his feet up onto the bed. "You could have called and told me you were coming back early..." Shuuhei said looking up at the man.
Kensei closed his eyes and drew in a long breath. "Yeah.. I could have."
"Yet you didn't."
"Yeah."
Shuuhei chuckled softly and Kensei slouched down a bit, looking at Shuuhei. Not fighting the urge anymore, he leaned down and pressed his lips against Shuuhei's forehead, his half-closed eyes and then finally his soft lips. Sighing contently, Shuuhei returned the gentle kiss and wrapped his arms around the other's waist, hugging him. A small smile on his face, Kensei nuzzled his face into the warm curve of Shuuhei's neck and inhaled the scent of the black hair.
Shuuhei snuggled farther down into the warmth of the bed and the strong arms now wrapped around him. A long silence grew between them and as Kensei lay next to Shuuhei, he listened to the younger man's breathing grow deep and even. Unlike himself, Kensei pressed his fingers to his lips and reach over and pressed his fingertip on Shuuhei's cheek, transferring the kiss. Shuuhei eyes fluttered and a soft sigh slipped from his lips, but then he grew still again.
In the end, Kensei drifted off to sleep, Shuuhei's body curled against his chest. Unknowingly to Kensei, Shuuhei had been awake the whole time. But before he really did fall asleep, Shuuhei whispered softly to the sleeping man. "I love you.. Kensei.."