They were laying on the couch together, watching whatever was on TV. They were still dressed in their pjs, to content with the lazy day to make an effort to change. Delic was spooned behind Hibiya, who he could tell was lightly dozing from the short rise and fall of the prince's chest. Propping his head up on his arm, he looked down at the prince.
He's just so cute. The host thought to himself, something he knew if Hibiya could listen to his thought he would be blushing hard then a spotlight. His smile grew as he thought of the sight, his hand around the raven's waist moved brushing over the golden silk of the raven's pajama top. He ran his hand from the bottom of that small chest to the edge of the fabric where he could eye just a small sliver of milky skin peeking out from where shirt and pants didn't met. His hand went up to run over the prince's side which caused an immediate reaction.
A small twitch and a little mumble before Hibiya went back sleep. Delic knew Hibiya was ticklish, he knew every little spot to the prince's dismay. The blonde ran a single finger along the raven's side.
"Ngh." Hibiya groaned, his legs twitching and the blonde applied more pressure, his fingers drumming along the prince's sides until…
"Ah… Delic! Stop it." The prince sleepily grumbled.
"Stop what? Touching you?" Delic teased.
"Yes." Hibiya replied, trying to shoo the venturing hand to no avail.
"But to stop touching you would mean we would have to stop cuddling and you promised to spend the day with me." Delic said, his pout clearly audible.
"Fine, fine but stop tickling me." Hibiya sighed, settling back into the couch cushions. But Delic was Delic, he never let things ago as long as they amused him. He settled his arms back around the prince, but instead of just lying there, went around to cup at the raven's side.
"Delic!" Cried Hibiya, his back arching against the host as he was attacked by deft fingers running along his side. The first laugh broke out of his mouth as Delic kept attacking, "Ahhaa! Peasant! Haha! Stop it!" Hibiya wiggled in the blond's hold, flipping over to face his attacker directly. The raven pushed at the host's arms to get them away from his body, but Delic was evasive.
"Fine! Haa! Let's see how you like it peasant!" Hibiya declared through his laughter, attacking Delic in turn. The raven attacked the blonde's armpits, his most sensitive spot, causing him to double over in laughter, blocking the prince's attacks. Hibiya maneuvered around him, crawling on top of him and attacking his sides as well. Delic retaliated, making a show of grabbing for the prince, only to attack his armpits in turn.
The wrestled around the couch in turns of attacking and defending, laughter bellowing out and a fair share of shrieks from the raven, before they exhausted themselves. They ended up a tangle of limbs, out of breath, and smiles a mile wide as they looked at each other.
"I totally won." Delic declared.
"Did not! Peasants can not win such a match of skill!" Hibiya retorted.
"Yes his majesty always wins right?" the host teased, bring his arms around the raven's waist to bring him more snuggly against his still chest.
"Of course." Hibiya said matter-of-factly, wrapping himself around the blonde, resting his head against that chest and breathing in the sent that was purely the host's. His smile never faded as he basked in the warmth, the love, the happiness the host gave him. After all they had gone through, he never imagined how the host could still want to be with him, still want to love him, but he did, and Hibiya clung to that with every fiber in his body.
Little did the prince know that Delic felt the same way. How undeserving he felt to hold the prince so close to him. How undeserving he was to gaze upon the raven's breathtaking smile. How undeserving he was to simply be with Hibiya after all the tears he's caused.
They simply laid there, not saying anything, just taking in the fact that they were with each other and no one else at this moment. That the other wants to be with them and no other.
It was Hibiya that spoke first, "Delic?"
"Hmmm?" the host simply responded, opening his eyes to look into beautiful gold, but no other reply came except for the pressing of lips.
It was a simple kiss, just the movement of two pairs of lips against each other, the occasional tongue slipping out to get a better taste. Nothing more came out of the kiss and nothing more was sought. It was a kiss just so sweet it burned it both of their hearts as they gripped the other to never let go, to never leave this sweet heaven that was theirs alone.
When they both decided that air was a much needed thing did they part. Hot breath ghosting over their cheeks they stared into the other's eyes, an exchange of pink and gold, of feelings and words that never made it to their lips. They weren't sure who smiled first, but suddenly they were both smiling and laughing again in each others arms, content beyond words that the other was with them, here, in their home, in their arms.