Heaving a sigh, the blond carefully untangled himself from the sheets and left the warm bed, only to snatch the blanket to protect himself from the cold. Hugging the fabric close, Yuki padded to the living room and stopped in front of the long sofa, squatting down.
The novelist was not surprised to find the pink-haired rock star sprawled on the comfortable furniture; a habit Shuichi had acquired after the blond started to lock his bedroom's door at night, but instead of being annoyed, Yuki found himself smiling faintly at the sight of his young lover.
Gently covering the smaller man up and tucking him in, Eiri watched as Shuichi snuggled deeper into the cocoon he had created. He hugged his own blanket even closer as a chill raced down his spine, but his eyes never left the peaceful face of Shindou as the other slept on.
Sighing, Yuki stood up straight and headed back to his bedroom, taking one last look at his lover before closing the door. With a tired groan, the blond collapsed on the bed face first before curling up into a ball. Eiri grabbed the pillow and hugged it close as he prepared himself to fall asleep.
From this night on, he'd stop locking the bedroom's door and start letting Shuichi share this bed with him. He knew he didn't want to fall in love with that baka, he knew he never wanted to be put at risk of ever experiencing that kind of pain again, but…
He was tired of cuddling his pillow.