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I thought we were having a snowball fight. . .[He moves himself to sit up next to his friend. His expression softens as he laughs a little.] I guess all those self defense lessons finally kicked in.

[ He sits up slowly once Naruhodou has moved off of him, shaking the snow out of his hair. ]

Hmm, I suppose they did, didn't they. See? That's another thing you've learned here.

[He opens his mouth, but then closes it. Because he had to, it's just this one time, there were a bunch of excuses he wanted to argue back, but ends up not saying them.]

I. . .I suppose. [He looks to the side, looking bashful. It was an attempt to agree at least.]

[ He smirks mildly at that, giving him a light nudge. ]

I'm going to have to catch up to you somehow.

[At that, he laughs sheepishly]

I don't think it'd be that hard for you to do. When you're devoted to something, you really put everything into it. [He smiles faintly, glancing up to him.] And you're already a talented person yourself. I mean. . .I would look up to you when I needed to find my strength.

It's only because I have support from friends like you.

[ He smiles wistfully at that, leaning in briefly. They could go back and forth like this all night. ] . . . Come on. Let's head back in before we both catch a cold. [ If Naruhodou ever even gets sick, that is. ]

Ah, right. . .although you're more likely to get sick than me. [He grins at him for the harmless jab. He'll reach for Asougi's hand to hold onto before standing up himself.]

[ He snorts, standing slowly as he helps Naruhodou up, and then dusts himself off. ] That will backfire on you one of these days, you know.

[ Asougi moves to scoop up their cups and steps inside. ]

Well it's taking it's time. The record still stands at just that one time when I was a kid. [Those are dangerous words, Naruhodou. When they get inside, Wagahai had climbed onto the couch in the living room to take a nap. She opens her eyes blearily at the sounds, but then curls right back to sleep.]

. . .I had fun today, at least. [He says as he closes the door behind them.]

I did, too. ... We'll have to do that more often.

[ He turns back to him, giving him another warm smile as he sets the cups down and then sits next to Wagahai, petting her gently. ]

[He smiles brightly at that, joining him on the couch. Wagahai hunches up her back when Asougi starts petting her, purring contently while sleeping away.]

Definitely! And don't be shy to ask me to do something with you once in a while too. [He leans into him.]

I'm not shy, Naruhodou.

[ He huffs, even as he leans in next to him. ]

[He laughs at that.] Right, what was it again? You didn't want to take up my time.

You know what I meant . . . !

[Oh Asougi. He pats him on the head. There there.] Even if it's something you think wouldn't interest me, I'll do it with you. Or well...I'll try anyway.

[Cause his friend can go rather intense with his interest. That hand is still on his head, and now stroking his hair.]

I'll come to you.

[ He leans in to that. It was a bit embarrassing, but it also felt . . . nice. He didn't really mind it, if he was being honest with himself. ]

[Since he's not stopping him, he'll continue running his hand through his hair then. He snuggles up against his friend like a pillow, making himself more comfortable and letting out a long tired sigh.]

I need to start dinner in about an hour. Can you wake me up then...? [After carrying all those groceries and that snowball fight, the tiredness has caught up with him and he wants to nap for a bit.]

Mm. If I'm awake then.

[ Because he's curling up with him. It's comfortable, and he's getting tired as well. ]

[A snort.] Oh, you will. You'd never allow yourself to sleep for very long. . . [His hand lowers from his head, looking for a hand to hold onto instead.]

I could, in some circumstances . . . [ He takes his hand in his, squeezing it lightly. ]

Hm? What circumstances? [He rubs his hand with his thumb.]

If I feel safe. [ It's a simple answer on the surface, but he knows how loaded it is beneath that. ]

. . . [Were he not about to doze off, he probably would have something to say to that, but as of right now. . .he just squeezes his hand, shifting his position so he could rest his head against his chest. He can hear his heartbeat, a constant reminder that his friend is still here with him. He closes his eyes.] I can understand that sentiment. . .

Most people can . . .

[ He's drifting off as well, but it's fine, they're cuddling on the couch and it's comfortable. And safe. ]

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