tell me about it!!! this is downright freaky! i don't know what kind of weir d things the idol nazuna wa sc apable of bu t i dont think i could ever do that even before!!! back when i was dancing!!! it was REALLY FAR dont ask weird questions!!!!!!!!
i'm not askin weird questions! it's a valid question that's definitely not somethin you could do before, can you blame me for bein curious? i saw you do stretches before but not that far, not even close, ok
One of these days I'm gonna have to bust you out 'cause you took the wrong thing and ran with it. [ It's a warning, but also a promise. He's not about to leave Leo in the lurch, if the key and the fact that Leo's got a few drawers devoted to his things says anything.
His face scrunches a little with the kisses, amused, but. He rolls his eyes, and then pivots his weight to roll his body after.
Eloquent as always, that Leo. But Kuro settles back against the pillows, big hands going up a skinny waist. ] Sad you missed out on the bull?
they kind of grew on me, actually ♪ they make my selfies look pretty cute! and it's a little more exciting than boring brown, i guess... ~
[ a snapchat selfie follows a couple seconds later: it's a cutesy one with a dog ear filter over the top, nazuna with big wide eyes and making a peace sign.
the height thing will sour his good mood quickly though. ]
how do you know!! the other nazuna might be really, really taller!! taller than you, kurochin!!
[ Wow, cute. Nazuna gets the telltale notif of someone taking a screenshot of his snap, because, whatever. Kuro's saving it, he doesn't care.
And then he sends one back, the same dog ear filter and a deadpan peace sign. ]
i'd be insulted that brown eyes are borin if it were a thing, but i don't mind mine any though, i say that, and they're gonna turn around and give me somethin weird like purple
[ whoops tho ]
i'm not sayin you're not tall in the other place i'm just sayin we don't know how retrospec does and picks this stuff
[at least he'll be busting him out. it's that dependability that leo always feels so safe with, hands moving through kuro's hair once they're settled and he can cast a feline smile down on the other.]
Mmhmm~. I really did want a go at it, you know? It was fun watching you, but I ended up really disappointed that me and the big guy didn't go toe to toe after all.
[it would've been fun. but that's the thrill seeking part of him that likes the feeling of freedom and free falling that comes with danger.]
[ His eyes flutter close when he feels those deft fingers going through his hair, a soothing and familiar gesture no matter the position or situation. Leo is rarely someone that people would call soothing, but not everybody gets to know him the way that Kuro does. ]
Like hell I was gonna let you do that. [ The image of Leo being trampled is immediate in his mind. ] My hands're still sore from those horns of his, y'know. Can't imagine how it would've gone with you.
[ Slowly, he looks at him again, chin tilted up towards him. ]
[i could've taken him, he wants to protest, but the words jump off his tongue at the suggestion kuro's put forth. he grins wider, fingers tugging gently in his hair.]
Sounds like my kinda day, Kuro~. I'm all ears, all hands, so let's have a bit of a rodeo ourselves. ♪
[ No. That's the only answer Kuro can come up with. He's seen Leo beat up enough to know that he won't stay down, so, frankly, the fact that he thinks he could've taken a bull...
At least he's easy enough to distract. A laugh rumbles out of him, deep from his chest, and he sits up more so that there's scant space between that rakish grin and the slow smirk pulling at the corners of his mouth. Like he's following the tug on his hair. ]
Were you gonna try'n ride that bull, huh? Might've made me jealous.
[the grin turns more pleased, combing through kuro's hair and petting the back of his neck, pressing their foreheads together.]
Would've made your blood boil, huh? Mm, I wanted to get right on top of him and make a show outta it, but I bet you can give me a better ride, can't ya.
[not a question by far, it's a fact he knows kuro would be, but it's a tease all the same.]
[ this has been a month of strangely colorful dreams. the people entering them are at random, too, so there's no guarantee when or where it might happen. for the most part nazuna's dreams haven't been too bad, but this one's a little...
he's standing in a room that sort of looks like his house. the room itself is currently empty, save for a couple of boxes pushed to the center of the room, covered in a plastic drop cloth. nazuna's wearing overalls and a t-shirt that's way too big for him, and holding a paintbrush in his hand.
the room has been painted a nice, light yellow color, and nazuna's surveying it. there's something just not right... this room has to be perfect, more than any other room in the new house. kurochin's been working really hard putting the furniture together, but, maybe he can take a break.
he sighs again and taps the brush against the side of his overalls. maybe he needs another color...maybe they just need to hang something on the wall... after all, if they're adopting and this is going to be a nursery, it has to be perfect.
it feels so normal. there's no way this could be any kind of a dream. ]
Incoming~ [ His voice is a little less gravel than he's used to, but it doesn't register as too odd, as Kuro comes through with a sing-song warning. While the furniture at large is all pretty big, he doesn't have much trouble moving it on his own. It lets Nazuna focus on the painting. So, he carefully navigates the glider chair in through the doorway, minding the dark-stained wood and the pale white cushions so that nothing gets stuck.
The chair is just the right size to fit through the doorway. He has to squish the cushions in the arms, but, still, it gets in there. After that it's making sure he doesn't hit a wet spot on any wall, as he goes towards the center of the room.
And once he's there, he turns, goes to drop into the glider with his legs kicked out. There isn't too much sweat on his brow, as he's settled in a trashed tanktop and grey sweats that are about as thin as paper, but putting together furniture and then bringing it into the nursery? ] Hoo.
[ At least sitting lets him survey things, and the progress that Nazuna's made on painting (where he can reach to touch up). ] S'looking good, babe.
[ This should be more strange to him than it is, but it's - it's perfectly natural. The same as the room is. ]
[ nazuna scoots out of the way when kuro starts to move the chair in--he hovers around him for a minute as he makes it safely into the nursery, then sighs a little in relief, if not fondness as kuro drops into the glider. they've been at this for hours: there's a crib to assemble, a mobile to hang, shelves to build, a changing table to put together and the tasks are neverending.
painting the nursery is really just the start of it, though, and he's happy about it. this is life-affirming work, taking another step forward in the fairytale it feels like he's been living. it hasn't always been easy, but it's always been worth it.
nazuna puffs and steps between kuro's legs, then drops onto his thigh. he's still holding the paintbrush, but he holds it out of the way as he gets comfortable, settling down onto his lap. ] Unnyuu... I guess, but I can't figure out what's missing. Maybe it's because the furniture's not in here yet...?
[ he pauses, cocks his head, then smiles. ] The chair works, right?
[ The crib, as it is, is in pieces across the living room. Kuro still needs to put it all together, beyond what he's already done, but he'd gotten frustrated with the sheer number of pieces and the convoluted directions. So, the glider it was. It seemed more useful to them in this moment, anyways, as he spreads his thighs a little more to give Nazuna room to stand.
Even that movement is slow and lazy, despite the fact he folds a hand around Nazuna's waist the moment he takes a seat. He's not too worried about the paint, considering his lazy clothes. But it's appreciated regardless as he rubs his thumb into the dip of his hip with a soft kind of fondness. ]
Could be 'cause of the furniture. I could drag some more of it up here to put together, instead of down in the livin' room. But maybe a, uh. Trim? Trim could do it.
[ His head lolls against the back of the cushion, eyes focused lazily on the room around him. And then Kuro huffs a soft laugh, digging his heels into the floor and giving the glider a little rock. ]
[ there, that's nice. nazuna shifts his knees up so his feet don't drag on the floor when kuro moves the rocking chair, knees coming up to rest on kuro's other thigh as he settles in, letting the (brand new) familiar comfort of kuro's arm around his waist settle his unease, too. ]
Mmm... I can come help you with it. [ a beat, and then he hums, thoughtful. ] Trim is a good idea. Maybe we could get a cute wallpaper, or something...?
[ this is so domestic. hand to his chin, he looks around the room, cogs turning a little. it'd be nice. ] That, and the shelves you built... [ nazuna huffs, then smiles down at kuro from where he's perched, utterly content as he lets his free hand fall down to rest on kuro's chest, curling slightly in the fabric there. the light from the ceiling fan catches on his wedding band, bright golden in the light. ] It's starting to look like a nursery, though, right?
[ With a comfort and contentedness that comes from familiarity (foreign as it should be, true), Kuro almost melts back into the glider. Maybe they can just live in the nursery from now on - it's homey and cozy and very much theirs. But they need to have it ready for the newest addition, because it's not going to be much longer before it's not just little dog and rabbit feet dashing through the halls. ]
Maybe you can make somethin' of the goddamn directions. [ grumble
Whatever, it's fine. He shifts to lift one hip up, bracing a hand in the center of Nazuna's chest so he can use his other one to pull out his phone, instead of holding onto his hip any more. ] We can do some browsin', I think, and find a wallpaper that'd fit.
[ Any attempts to go looking much more than unlocking his phone are forgotten, when he feels the hand on his chest. It makes something thud dully in his chest, happy and sweet, and should he really feel like this? When did he start feeling like this?
His hand goes from Nazuna's chest, down to his own chest, just to wrap around his fingers. His own band is stark in the soft light, like a mirror of Nazuna's. ] It really is. We're gonna have to get a mobile or somethin' to hang from the light. Probably make it look real lively with the fan.
[ cute... kuro's frustration at the directions is adorable, mostly because nazuna will probably be doing the exact same thing in about five minutes, so he can rub it in his face a little right now. he lets kuro shift and move them around, completely at ease against kuro's chest, curled up in a ball, and he drops a foot down to rock the chair again, gentle motions.
easily, he laces their fingers together. it feels natural. and it should, shouldn't it? they're married, after all. have been for three years now, since kuro proposed and nazuna threw a ring box at him because he'd been planning to do the same thing. they fit together perfectly--they have since they were kids, and they always will.
(right?)
nazuna tucks his head into the crook of kuro's neck, letting the chair rock them, slowly, his eyes closing. ] Mmmhmm. Something to match... birds, or rabbits. Maybe a dragon.
[ teasing on that last one. he squeezes their hands. ] ...what do you think, a boy or a girl? I know we told her not to tell us, but--I wish I didn't say that. [ aka, he's as impatient as ever...even in a dream. ]
[ Why can't he just. Figure out these damn directions? Why is it giving him so much trouble? He put together the chair just fine, and the dresser and changing table are mostly fine. The shelves, too, although those aren't a lot of work when it comes to construction.
Even their bed was less of a hassle than this, but Kuro can't say he's too shocked. Those are built for adults, not for small children that need to be kept safe from literally everything around them, including themselves. Maybe he's just missing a piece somewhere... ]
Hm. [ His thumb taps against Nazuna's hand gently, as he starts to actually mess with his phone in his other hand. ] A dragon would prob'ly be a little too extra.
[ It's teasing right back, as he sets his cheek against the top of his soft, blond head. The rocking is comfortable and easy, something he continues after Nazuna. Just a little shift of his foot, and the glider rocks back again, cradling them together. Puzzle pieces that found each other years ago, and stayed together just as long, like they were locked together. 'til death do you part, after all. ]
I told you we should've said yes. [ There's a chuckle in his voice. ] Didn't think you'd manage to hold out this long, but I'm impressed by it.
Shuddup! [ his fist bonks very lightly into kuro's chest at that, even though their hands are joined together, mostly because nazuna is also, even in a dream, still pretty easily flustered. kuro has a point. ] It'sh--it's gonna be worth the surprise.
[ ...and it is, really. he can't even be that puffy about kuro pointing out how wrong he was as he thinks about it, a warm wash of happiness in his chest. he's always wanted to be a parent in some capacity--it's not much of a step away from "niichan"--and to be doing it with kuro, in their happy house, in this fairytale life he's earned... it's perfect. he wouldn't have it any other way.
slowly, they rock, backwards and forwards. nazuna settles back in again, content. ] Just a few more weeks. [ playfully, he pokes kuro in the chest. ] We still have a lo~ot to do. And a lot of alone time to use, too. ♫ It won't last long ~
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