from an anon request:
"Hi can I request a scenario of Kominato Ryosuke having a quiet night with his girlfriend, maybe they two gathered in Ryo-san's room..."
this turned out pretty self-indulgent, but I hope anon actually likes it!
"What are you still doing over there?" she hears him from further inside the room, interrupting her thoughts. Apparently, Ryousuke had settled back on the floor as soon as he let her in. "Come over here already."
She merely nods before making her way to the light dinner set-up - a plate of sandwiches and two tumblers.
"I got us some hot tea from downstairs," he says as he switches on the TV. "What movies did you bring?"
She sets down two bags of chips she had brought with her, before bringing out three DVDs from her sling bag. "I chose horror, mystery, and... a romance drama."
"Let's go with mystery. That's our common ground."
She laughs as she puts the disc in the DVD player. "Yeah, I don't feel like watching horror with you around."
Ryousuke flips the light switch off, leaving only the light from the TV to illuminate the room."Really?" He sits back beside her again, but a little bit closer this time to whisper in her ear, "I could comfort you when you get scared~"
"But after laughing at me."
"You don't know that." He pats the space next to him.
"I would never." She laughs as she sits closer to him, laying her head on his shoulder.
Ryousuke then wraps an arm around her shoulders, guiding them both to lean back on the side of his bed.
After the first scene, she speaks up, "Ryou... are you sure your roommates would be out long?"
"They know you'd be here, so they have enough common sense to give us a few hours. Besides," he leans forward to kiss the tip of her nose, "even if they barge back in here, it's not like we're doing anything naughty, aren't we? We're just watching movies."
She pushes his face away with a giggle. "Yeah, so focus on that."
The movie is just an excuse. They both know they only wanted to spend more time with each other. Now that Nationals are over, the third-year members have graduated from the team to focus more on college entrance exams or job applications. As if post-graduation isn't scary enough, preparing for it makes them see each other less and less.
Aside from that, she knows Ryousuke is still sad about the loss. They haven't really sat down and talked about it, mostly because Ryousuke doesn't want to. It's in his nature to keep things to himself, to keep the mood light. But holding all of that in is unhealthy.
"Is there something on my face?" he suddenly asks.
She shakes her head 'no,' realizing she had been staring up at him for a while now. "Just thinking of stuff to talk about."
"Aren't we watching a movie?"
She whines, burying her face in his neck. She then feels his hand on her shoulder reach up and massage the back of her head. "I feel like there's so much to say. But now that I'm with you again, I can't find the right words."
"Sometimes, we don't really need words," he says before kissing the top of her head. "This is fine."
"Are you sure?" She looks up at him.
He chuckles. "There are better ways to let me know what you want to say, you know." He tucks her hair behind her ear.
"In that case..." She curls up against him as she wraps her arms around his waist.
Ryousuke does not hear her sob, but feels his shirt getting wet. He already knows what she wants to talk about, but it is difficult for him to open up just like that. It's easier if he wants to help someone else out, but he can't bring himself to ask for help.
But just holding her here brings relieved tears to his own eyes as he feels his burdens being lifted just by the warmth they share. Maybe he isn't so alone, maybe he doesn't have to keep everything to himself. The gratefulness that overcomes him is too much for him to express with words, so he could only hug her tighter.
Saturday nights have become colder now that the third-years have moved out of their rooms with the juniors. They spend it studying, walking around aimlessly in the streets, or if they're braver, taking their bats and practicing a few swings. And Ryousuke is not an exception.
But maybe, on this night, he has found something to help him hope again.
I posted something on my birthday! can you believe it? haha~
it's been years since I actually honored this self-imposed tradition, and I really thought I wouldn't be able to do it again this year. but who would've thought an impromptu 2-hour writing would do it for me?
anyways, this fic was supposed to just stay in Tumblr, but it turned out very special to me. Ryou is my top one comfort character, but this time, I wrote something comforting HIM instead :) though it still gave me a strange sense of yearning, haha
if you also want to request scenarios, please do so on my writing blog, nekumiko writes (nekumiko dot tumblr dot com) or if you want something simpler - headcanons - then you can also request for it in my main blog, nekumiko (misskumikosixteen dot tumblr dot com).