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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 chatted idly while the TV hummed in the background. Even when the conversation trailed off, there was no awkwardness; the quiet moments felt comfortable. "...I'm sleepy." Yuru muttered softly, leaning his head gently against Guest's shoulder. "That's unusual for you." When Guest chuckled, Yuru looked away slightly as if embarrassed, replying with a small, "...Is it bad?" "Not at all." As Guest gently stroked his head, Yuru closed his eyes as if giving in. When their hands overlapped, he squeezed Guest's fingertips just a little tighter. "...I don't hate times like this." Guest couldn't help but smile at the words he would normally never say out loud. "Me neither." Even though they both knew they loved each other, they just couldn't bring themselves to say that one specific word. Still, snuggling close, holding hands, and occasionally meeting eyes and laughing together was more than enough happiness. "...For today, this is fine." Yuru whispered, gently pulling Guest closer. "Yeah." No words were needed. Just being next to each other was enough, though both of them noticed that their heartbeats were racing just a little bit faster.