Fuck...
So started Yasuo's day, swearing lowly after waking up with a headache. Really, he should have seen that coming but not once he learned. He still enjoyed going out at night and drinking enough not to feel bad. This was back in the days, now he drank just to be social and have fun. It had been a while since he thought about his family drama but it was for the best, he didn't need that.
All led him to this familiar moment, struggling to keep his eyes open as he regained awareness. It hurt less but it still bothered him a bit. Water... Thirst was quick to get him. Yet he gave up as quick, not enough faith to get up and go drink in the kitchen. For now he just wanted to curl into his blanket and forget about everything.
What time is it ?
Since he was waking up bit by bit, he was curious about the time. Finding his phone was a small challenge but he still succeeded and managed to see the time. A bit after noon. It wasn't so late, that was a relief. As much as he liked having free time to sleep, he wasn't fond of losing all the day to it.
Next to his phone he found a water bottle and rarely in life he got that grateful. Oh fuck yes. So to say he enjoyed it greatly and almost finished it. One good thing done.
Then his thoughts went to the reasons for that. Yi. Of course it was the latter, because Yasuo knew himself enough to forget about taking a damned water bottle before sleep. Especially when rather drunk. It wasn't the first time and it hit his heart all the same. Yi was so nice and thoughtful around him, how nice. It would give someone the wrong message. Stop, stop. It was just a small attention from a friend, no need to overthink that.
More time went by, while Yasuo let his thoughts wander frighteningly from one topic to another. Almost all of it was linked to Yi, no matter how hard he tried not to linger on that. He remembered most of the night, he hadn't drank that much – mind you, he wanted to go back home at some point.
So he remembered his return, finding Yi still watching a movie. That was new but at the same time, the latest and only time he went out Yi worked next day, so he wouldn't have stayed up too late. Yasuo's memories started to blur later, probably because he was too exhausted and fell alseep a few time. One thing stayed on his mind and now it left him too restless to find peace again. He remembered leaning against the latter, until he was mainly supporting himself on him.
Time to explain how much he regretted this, in two ways. First he wished he had more reason in that moment, that would have prevented this. It was still quite light and innocent so Yasuo wouldn't blame himself too hard. Second, he wished he could have done this again, less drunk and more aware. Even if it meant being aware enough to avoid that kind of contact. He still secretly craved to know how it was. Don't. To think about that would only make it worse for him. He didn't need to know.
This inner debate was interrupted by a good smell flooding the flat, food without a doubt. Now he indeed registered some noise from the kitchen, something he should have noticed earlier but seemingly his quiet conflicts were too taking.
Yi was cooking and by the smell, it had to be really good. Putting his debates and useless thoughts aside, Yasuo got out of bed and sneaked in the kitchen with curiosity. Hunger awaken.
Just the time to look from behind the kitchen door, Yasuo was spotted.
« Hello. Glad to see the trick worked. » Yi turned from the stove to look at him, laughing lightly in what seemed to be a really good mood.
« What ? » A bit at loss, all of sudden. He felt like a kid found out snooping around.
« Oh, don't worry. I was just checking if cooking lunch could help you to get up or not. Mmmh maybe the noise woke you up, though, I'm sorry. » It went from quite happy to soft worry as he gazed at Yasuo, maybe for an answer.
« It's fine ! I woke up a bit ago. By the way, thanks for the bottle, you saved me again. » Hungry, he came closer until he could eye what Yi was cooking. Obviously he was doing lunch for both of them, not just for himself.
Yi would have any rights to make himself lunch, since Yasuo was busy sleeping in the living room. And yet he decided to cook for both of them. In these two months, usually Yasuo tried to be awake before the latter got to work in the kitchen and sometimes he flat out didn't move from the couch till it was too late for him. Now he tried to make an effort to see Yi and help if needed.
Since the latter got on the task of making lunch for them, all Yasuo could do was put on the table and do the dishes when they would be finished.
Just when Yi served food, Lily barged into the kitchen like the beautiful beast she was, ready to cry for her food.
« Not yet, my lady. Tonight. » Yi petted her a little then went to eat, certain attention to this cat vigorously giving her opinion.
« Stay strong peanut. I know, life is unfair. » He still tried to get her attention but she stayed next to Yi, asking her due.
« She will be alright, just need to wait a little more. And you, how are you doing ? »
« Uh ? Fine. Head hurts a bit but nothing awful. I survived worst. » Grinning shortly to show indeed he was doing well. No reason to worry for him.
That was still understandable, since Yi was very awake and sober when Yasuo got back home. He could have seen things. Maybe. For a short second he doubted himself, in case he had said or done something stupid again. I hope no. He kept eating, fingers crossed about the night.
« Tell me if you need some painkillers. Otherwise I'm glad to hear that, last night you seemed really exhausted and drunk. More tired, I would say. »
Always that faint worry, warming Yasuo's chest. It was sweet to hear but he had to remind himself that he wouldn't get over this crush if he thought like this. If only it could go faster.
« Yeah, I know I was a bit out before going to bed. Hope I didn't bother you too much. » There was still an attempt at playing it lightly with a laugh but Yasuo was sincere in his implied question.
« Never. You fell asleep on me for a time then you probably remember when we moved to get your bed ready. You still let me finish the movie, so I must thank you for your patience. »
« Oh. It's fine, really. It's your home, after all. »
« And you're my guest. The least I can do is make sure you get what you need. »
Quiet conversation during lunch, one that he hadn't seen coming. It was alright, nothing too serious.
Wait, what does he mean by 'fell asleep on him' ?