Homecoming
Ban was loving this. Born on Earth, once he'd joined the Special Police he'd been stationed in various places of the galaxy, shifted from one commander to another, none of them comfortable with his fireball attitude, and none of his postings had ever felt like home. Until he was transferred back to Earth and he found his family in a squad of misfits, a squad he fit into like a glove. While he got along with his new squad, the Fire Squad, they weren't his family and they didn't signify 'home' to him. That was reserved for his old squad: Umeko with her perpetually cheerful smile and her bath obsession; Sen-chan with all his eccentricities; Jasmine's steady presence and Tetsu's eager earnestness. That wasn't mentioning Boss or Swan-san and it didn't even begin to cover Hoji; Hoji with his scowls and rare smiles; Hoji with all his complexities and contradictions. Of all of them, Hoji meant home the most. The others he thought he could live without, if he had to. Hoji he couldn't live without.
Pushing Hoji across the room, clothes coming off at a rapid pace, he ignored the litany of his faults in his ear, paying more attention to the sentiments underneath them. Finally getting Hoji on the bed, he straddled the other man's hips and leant forward. "Missed you, too," he whispered in his partner's ear and he groaned happily as Hoji's response was to pull him further up his body.
Lying in a sleepy, sated, blissful heap, Ban snuggled further under the covers, curling up into Hoji's side. No matter how fleeting this visit was, he was home.