This is just something I wrote a few months ago when I was bored, but I thought I would post it anyway. It would be a good chance to start practicing for drabbles. And I do happen to be in a car while typing this
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Kyoya Ootori did everything in a calm, cool, collected, and even graceful matter.
Even falling asleep in the car he appeared just as beautiful and collected as ever. Whereas if Tamaki himself had fallen asleep in a car, his mouth would hang agape, drool spilling over the side, and his body would be oddly slumped against the seat, face probably smeared against the glass of the window. But no, not Kyoya, with his head laying gently to one side, facing the window, his mouth a soft line, somehow ignoring gravity's effects, and his deep breathing was nothing less than tranquil. Tamaki laughed to himself quietly as he took a left turn into his mansion's garage. Only Kyoya, he thought smiling.