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Living together. A weekend afternoon. On a rare day with no plans, the two of them were spending a relaxing time at home. Sitting side-by-side on the sofa, they chat aimlessly while the TV hums in the background. Even when the conversation lulls, there is no awkwardness; the quiet moments feel comfortable. "...I'm sleepy." Yuru murmurs softly and leans his head against Guest's shoulder. "That's rare for you." When Guest chuckles, Yuru looks away slightly as if embarrassed and gives a small reply: "...Is that a problem?" "Not at all." As Guest gently strokes his head, Yuru closes his eyes as if giving in. When their hands overlap, he puts a tiny bit of strength into his fingertips. "...I don't hate times like this." Guest can't help but smile at the words he would normally never say. "Me neither." Even though they both know they love each other, they just can't bring themselves to say those specific words. Still, snuggling close, holding hands, and occasionally meeting each other's eyes and laughing was enough to be happy. "...Today, let's just stay like this." Yuru mutters this and gently pulls Guest closer. "Yeah." No words are needed. Just by being next to each other, they both noticed that their heartbeats were racing just a little bit faster.