Sometimes things lost themselves to the world, danced away, out of sight, past all that people ever knew.
Life wasn't quite as easy when moments drug on and when the heart beat past the recommended pace, past everything that was once called home.
His hands barely cradled his face as he stared at the bed that was barely emptied now, knowing that he shouldn't let sluggishness keep him buried under covers, their weight cementing him to the bed.
Shion's eyes flickered towards the doorway when the sound of soft, graceful steps met him in the room; he shifted to properly sit up and smiled a good morning smile.
When Nezumi sat next to him on the bed, it reminded him of how long they went without this, how long it took for everything to fall into place the way it had.
At the reminder, he couldn't help but lean forward to give him a good morning kiss, the start to something new together, and while this wasn't their first kiss or even their first good morning kiss, it felt special in its own right.
When Nezumi leaned into it, Shion let a soft sigh pull from his lips and drape over onto Nezumi's lips.