This is for Misawa week - Day 2: Hands/Soulmates. This is pretty heavy romantic fluff. I went with hands because I've never been that good at the soulmates thing.

Kazuya placed his head on his pillow and stared at Eijun laying next to him. All he could see were those bright golden honey eyes. At first glance, Eijun's eyes felt warm and sweet with a hint of lazy, but he knew better and was well aware of the other's boundless energy, the bright liveliness radiating through them on a daily basis that he discarded the word lazy in a matter of seconds. They stared at one another without words, saw the rise and fall of their chests, felt warm breath beside one another. It was a simple yet cozy type of happiness, one that Kazuya had learned to indulge on with Eijun. It wasn't as rare as people thought when Eijun would sit side by side with Kazuya and not speak a word, because actions spoke louder and Eijun spoke in a multitude of volumes with his eyes and lips.

Kazuya never really bothered with thoughts involving love seeing as he couldn't even remember being showered with it as a child. He grew up in his own way and he was fine like that, at least he got by. He adapted to an all familiar solitude and it kept him safe, made him independent. He knew what it was like to not receive it but seeing people who were the complete opposite of him, it made him wonder what he would be like if he opened himself up more. His curiosity wasn't piqued until he saw the other side of the world, until Eijun showed him the other side.

The other side he had neglected or basically the part that neglected him in the past. The part where a pair of hands would hold his and take him to a reality he had never dreamed of, where simple affection was cherished. Who knew those pair of hardworking hands would be so warm and soothing, so familiar and gentle.

His hands.

Kazuya felt a comforting heat on his skin and noticed his favorite pair of bright honey eyes looking right at him. And in that moment, it was like the dark was non-existent. It was like Eijun himself illuminated everything around him. The warmth each touch radiated against him, how it sent slight goosebumps up his spine, and how he stared back along with a small smile as Eijun inched closer.

Eijun placed his hand on Kazuya's cheek, cupping it gently. How could someone so obnoxious and loud be so gentle and strangely understanding in these situations? When he felt his partner's affection to that degree he melted. He felt completely vulnerable, and what never failed to take Kazuya by surprise was when Eijun wouldn't speak up. How Eijun would stay composed. He wondered where that bundle of buzzing energy went to. Kazuya hadn't said a word until—

"Thank you." He whispered.

Eijun blinked back at Kazuya and raised an eyebrow at him.

"What for?"

"Just… for everything, for being here, for being with me, for showing me the brighter side."

Eijun kept giving him a puzzled look because he felt he hadn't really done much but shrugged it off as a moment of clarity. Kazuya always said things like that when he was in a pensive mood. He hadn't really understood why his partner picked this moment, but what he did know was that Kazuya gave him an equal amount of affection. He figured Kazuya was just having a moment to himself. Eijun respected that. Despite Kazuya being very tight lipped and composed, he could be very telling in his mannerisms.

There was so much bliss and silence and affection and it was perfect. Eijun didn't want to ruin the moment with more questions or possible banter because Kazuya was being different. To Kazuya, Eijun was always like this bright radiant light that made everybody gravitate towards him. It was mind boggling but before Kazuya's mind could process anything else Eijun pressed his lips against his and softly mumbled against him. Kazuya pulled away shortly afterward, a bit taken by surprise from the action.

"Eijun?" Kazuya slowly blinked.

"S-Sorry, couldn't help it." Eijun whispered.

He chuckled. "And what was that exactly?"

"Eh? A kiss." Eijun bluntly stated.

"Obviously…"

Eijun furrowed his eyebrows, annoyed at the smartass remark.

"Then why did you even ask?"

"I meant what for, genius."

He desperately wanted to call Kazuya a bastard but went a different route. He could keep calm. He would.

"That's still a dumb question—because I love you? And you looked like you were thinking too much." Eijun said struggling to keep his voice to a minimum, not wanting to break that atmosphere they had going on.

"Ah never—"

Eijun leaned back in, capturing the other's lips again because Kazuya always did that to him when he was talking too much anyway and payback was sweet. Another thing that was sweet was the taste of Miyuki Kazuya in Eijun's mouth. Kazuya on the other hand was confused and wondered how Eijun was being oddly perceptive to his emotions. Things always felt much better when there was someone to share with, but his partner was enigma at times. It felt really, really nice though. He was now aware of what he had been missing before, at least a good portion of what he had been missing.

Kazuya was being pulled at Eijun's pace. Their kiss made his mind go blank one moment and then instantly filled with Eijun and only Eijun. Heat was pooling in his stomach, and he could feel his partner's hands touching around, exploring, wandering innocently, and sending small electrifying sensations.

With access easily given to Eijun and having Kazuya's tongue explore every single space inside him, Kazuya started losing his mind, especially when his partner's hands traveled down his arms and ended up grabbing his own hands as their fingers intertwined. Kazuya heard a satisfied hum from Eijun. Yes, that's where his hands belonged, his hands were his comfort. It was an easy connection. Kazuya couldn't stop a soft sigh from escaping as he felt a small chuckle leave Eijun's lips, vibrating down his throat.

Eijun broke the kiss long enough to pull Kazuya's shirt over his head. Wait, what? He needed a moment because now Eijun was taking his off and wasn't it going a bit too fast? He felt like he was easily complying with all of this. Kazuya was being led by Eijun and it was as if his body was on autopilot or something.

"Eijun, wait hold on."

"What's wrong?" Eijun asked with a small pout. "Kazuya, I just want to show you how happy you make me too."

And he saw that radiant smile that Eijun always somehow pulled out at the most perfect of moments. That smile that for once wasn't showing cockiness or idiocy, it was strangely gentle.

"So just let go… at least for tonight." Eijun's voice, with a slightly husky tone, destroyed Kazuya's rational thoughts. Oh damn it all.

Eijun's smile turned into a more mischievous grin, drowning Kazuya in another passionate kiss and for once Kazuya decided to screw whatever was holding him back because he deserved the love Eijun was giving him. He deserved that happiness he found because with every reassuring and affectionate gesture Eijun gave him, he knew that was more than enough for him.

Eijun cleared his doubts. The fact Eijun initiated it simply pushed him over the edge. Kazuya ran his hands up Eijun's already naked torso and felt soft brown strands of hair as Eijun started trailing kisses down Kazuya's jaw line and neck. Each kiss was just as important as the next one and Eijun appreciated the gentleness behind Kazuya's reciprocated touches.

Eijun's lips felt like they were leaving permanent marks on his skin. His hands felt tender against him as they ran along his strands of hair. So, soothing. They absorbed one another's passion. Kisses felt so much more intimate, but the best part about being with each other was being able to feel each other's warmth, hear each other's reactions and observing one another in their most open state. It was extremely intoxicating and Kazuya didn't ever want to let go.

Letting his walls down one by one, Eijun truly appreciated him and it was a rare moment. They would never forget their feelings behind each loving gesture. They would remember every touch, every kiss, every word that would come out of their mouths, including themselves becoming moaning messes. Because next thing Eijun knew Kazuya was straddling his hips and tasting every inch of him. All he said as he trailed kisses down Eijun's abdomen was, "I love you, you know. Thank you…"

Eijun softly smiled in response as he wrapped his arms around Kazuya in a warmhearted embrace. One thing that Kazuya discovered that night was that Eijun's hands were strong, gentle, and so very warm. He discovered that he wouldn't mind holding them much more often in the near future because he sure as hell liked the way they looked holding his.