Drabble
Ritsuka x Soubi
Three AM
He crouched on the windowsill, staring down at the body in bed who was only half-stirring as the cold night air hit him.
"Hey, Ritsuka."
He smiled at the sound of the younger man's response; sleepy, bemused and very annoyed.
"Soubi. What the hell time is it?"
"Three."
"What are you doing here?"
He shrugged as he came into the room, closing the window as he slipped through it.
"I missed you."
"Shut up, get into bed and warm up. I'm going back to sleep."
Soubi did as commanded without surprise at the order, and wrapped his arms around he smaller body next to him.
There was nothing as lovely as when Ritsuka was predictable.
