[of course Leo has a song for this moment. of course he does.
yet even as he looks up at the other, unable to keep a small smile from settling on his expression - even though Tsukasa wants to be gallant and cool and unfazed, it's always hard to keep the warmth and joy and affection from overtaking his expression when he's actually fond of Leo. his heartbeat continues to flutter, but he thinks that Leo's feeling the same thing, if he's looking at him like that and
Tsukasa listens to the tune, he memorizes it, he tucks it away to cherish for as long as he can. if Leo is going to compose the score to their time together, can anyone really blame Tsukasa for wanting to let it keep playing forever?
(Let Leo keep being the piece of music that he'll never stop learning.)]
It was fine - [well, better than fine, honestly? it's odd to adjust to another body being in his bed but given the lavishness of his home, it's not like it was cramped. rather, he's already wondering if he'll be able to adjust to being alone again?] - I had a good lullaby.
[and then a little laugh, amused as he tilts his head - mussing up his sleep hair worse on the pillow, inevitably]
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yet even as he looks up at the other, unable to keep a small smile from settling on his expression - even though Tsukasa wants to be gallant and cool and unfazed, it's always hard to keep the warmth and joy and affection from overtaking his expression when he's actually fond of Leo. his heartbeat continues to flutter, but he thinks that Leo's feeling the same thing, if he's looking at him like that and
Tsukasa listens to the tune, he memorizes it, he tucks it away to cherish for as long as he can. if Leo is going to compose the score to their time together, can anyone really blame Tsukasa for wanting to let it keep playing forever?
(Let Leo keep being the piece of music that he'll never stop learning.)]
It was fine - [well, better than fine, honestly? it's odd to adjust to another body being in his bed but given the lavishness of his home, it's not like it was cramped. rather, he's already wondering if he'll be able to adjust to being alone again?] - I had a good lullaby.
[and then a little laugh, amused as he tilts his head - mussing up his sleep hair worse on the pillow, inevitably]
But I think waking up is better?