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Niou/Yagyuu- Warmth
The boys had been up until late, Yagyuu helping the Trickster of the court with his history while the other pointed out the Gentleman's flaws in his math equations. There was much resistance (on Niou's part, of course) when it came to the pair of them getting anything done and finally, sighing with exasperation, Yagyuu gave up and relented after Niou's nettling succeeded and the silverette pushed himself across his lap. The boy had made noises in his throat, wriggling himself around until Yagyuu began running his fingers through his silver hair. Even if Niou was done with his 'studying', there was no reason for Yagyuu to give up. So the young man ran the fingers of one hand through silver hair while the other held a book in front of him. Niou, however, had other plans and pushed the book away, whining and pushing Yagyuu back to the bed. The brunette sighed in frustration and shook his head as the obstinate irritation that was his needy friend sprawled across him.
Eventually, the boys retired to bed and the lights were turned out. Now, as the sun began rising on a new day, Yagyuu felt his covers shift and a warmth against his back. He gave a soft moan, rubbing sleep from his eyes and squinting over his shoulder. All he saw was the top of a silver head snuggling under his covers.
"Niou-kun?" His voice was hoarse with sleep and the silver head stayed still.
"Niou-kun…" More silence. Yagyuu sighed, turning his head back into his pillow and ignored the arms that slid around his waist in the early morning light.
"Night 'Roshi…" After a moment, Yagyuu's lips relaxed into a soft smile and the soft murmuring against his back lulled him back to sleep. When they both woke a few hours later, they stretched out their stiff limbs, and slinked off to school. Niou sported short brown hair and glasses while Yagyuu grinned impishly beneath his strange yet familiar silver bangs.