Mayo

Really needed to draw these two idiots! #kcd2 #hansry

He catches Tobio's hand and gives his fingers a light squeeze before getting up and making his way out, thinking how, next time, he should probably reject any early morning commitments if it means having to watch his finacé snuggle a piece of blanket instead of him. (24/24)

He sits down on the edge of the bed to trail soft kisses along Tobio's spine. "See you later, Tobio-chan."

"See you, Tooru." Tobio's fingers skim weakly across Tooru's leg, making him snort in amusement. (23/24)

Tooru snickers. "Isn't it too early in the morning for you to be such a smartass?" "But I'll hold you to that," he adds as he throws on a casual dress shirt. (22/24)

"Wanna help?" Tooru offers, sauntering out of the bathroom.

Tobio follows him lazily, walking right past him and plopping face-down onto the bed. "No. But I can help you undress when you're back," he mumbles into the pillow. (21/24)

"Deal."

"Great. Now, let me go get dressed," Tooru wriggles in Tobio's hold.

"Nooo..." the sleepy man protests weakly but lets his boyfriend slip out of his arms. (20/24)

Tooru ponders it for a moment. "I think I will cancel everything after lunch and will be back around 1 p.m. I can grab some takeout food, and we can do lazy things together for the rest of the day if you want."

"Or not lazy."

"Or not lazy," Tooru agrees, smirking. (19/24)

Their lips lock in a tender kiss, unhurried and sweet, just the way they both prefer to taste each other.

"Go catch some more sleep. For both of us."

Tobio sighs. "Alright. When will you be back?" (18/24)

He moves his hands to the back of Tobio's neck and rubs his nose against Tobio's. "And you have the prettiest face in the Universe that I really need to kiss right now." (17/24)

He combs through Tobio's strands. "You never even have bed hair. It looks perfect just like that. No brush needed. It's ridiculous." (16/24)

"Nonsense." Tooru twists his body in Tobio's arms to face him and runs his fingertips against the other man's cheeks. "You always look good. It's unfair. Like, look at this hair." (15/24)

"Come with me if you want. I'm sure they'll be glad to have another model on set," Tooru suggests in all seriousness.

"I don't look good." (14/24)

"S'okay. Just come back to bed." Tobio's arms squeeze him a little tighter, totally messing with Tooru's resolve.

"You know, I can't do that."

Tobio's reply to that is a sleepy sound of protest and a little frown. (13/24)

Tooru chuckles. Is it even legal to be this cute? He reaches up and drags his fingertips through Tobio's silky hair. "I'm sorry I woke you up, Tobio-chan," he murmurs and presses a lingering kiss to Tobio's cheek. (12/24)

"Why are you awake?"

"I'm not," Tobio replies and props his chin on Tooru's shoulder, his eyes falling shut. (11/24)

"My God, you scared me!" Tooru exclaims, setting the hairdryer aside and turning to look at the handsome rogue who has so sneakily trapped him in his tight embrace. (10/24)

Tooru flinches, being snapped back into reality, and opens his eyes to discover Tobio's reflection smiling at him from the mirror. (9/24)

"I love you more than anything," he murmurs, chasing his reverie.

"I love you, too," Tobio's voice echoes next to his ear, and then soft lips plant a very real kiss right below it. (8/24)

Tooru's back being pressed against his fiancé's firm chest. His steady heartbeat resonating in Tooru's rib cage. It feels so real that he begins thinking that he may have actually fallen asleep while drying his hair. (7/24)

He closes his eyes and lets the hot air, a bit of hair gel and his unmatched styling skills do their magic. Trying to relax inevitably evokes mental images of being wrapped up in Tobio's arms. (6/24)

The entire process is muscle memory at this point—he's perfected it almost as much as his jump serve. He could probably do this with his eyes closed. In fact, why not do just that? At least his eyes will get a bit more rest and, hopefully, won't look so bloodshot anymore. (5/24)

He picks up the hairdryer and prays that he won't disturb his lover's sweet dreams as his fingers begin working through the unruly, brown locks, bringing a tasteful amount of order into the chaos. (4/24)

With an inaudible sigh, he carefully closes the door and makes for the mirror. There is no way in Hell he is going to trust some stranger with his hair. So, alas, sacrifices must be made. (3/24)

He walks up to the door frame and catches a glimpse of their bedroom where Tobio snuggles a piece of folded blanket, fast asleep. Nope. Definitely not worth it. (2/24)

(wrote a lil #oikage 🧵 for this, sfw)

Tooru steps out of the shower and glances at the clock. It's 5.35 a.m. He's still got some time until the taxi arrives. Morning photoshoots are the worst. Is that perfect natural lighting really worth getting out of bed this early? (1/24)

I can't get over their cutieful little bows! 🤭🧡💜

Yeeees! Freckles! 🥰 A little on his shoulders too! Pretty pretty boy! Tobio is not letting him go, now that he caught him heheheh 🤭

Haha, that's great 🥰 These two can pull off any hairstyle, honestly! One day I shall draw them bald! (tagging @inevitableinfty.bsky.social for no reason at all 😂 MWEHEHEHE! 😈)

Uh-oh! Looks like someone is going to be late!
#oikage

Great job, maf! You're an absolute legend! They all look GORGEOUS 😍