[ the second Nagisa's head hits the pillow, one arm shifts up over his head and he rolls onto his side, despite most definitely being one hundred percent asleep again. he's never slept a night in his life without holding onto something his size or bigger—a stuffed animal when he was younger, a regular pillow in middle school, a body pillow twice as tall as him now. when he doesn't immediately find what he's looking for he winds up scooting toward the wall in an effort to reach it, patting around without opening his eyes.
around that time, the bed creaks next to him and he rolls back the other way. he can overlook sleeping in his uniform suit, not brushing his teeth, not being surrounded by stuffed things, or having his warm protein milkshake (guaranteed no nightmares or your money back!) before bed, but not having something to cling to, unthinkable. Rin gets the honor of becoming his pillow, an arm and leg claimed and face pressed into his shoulder. not very soft, but he's gone and drooling peacefully on him in the time it takes him to sigh contentedly. ]
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around that time, the bed creaks next to him and he rolls back the other way. he can overlook sleeping in his uniform suit, not brushing his teeth, not being surrounded by stuffed things, or having his warm protein milkshake (guaranteed no nightmares or your money back!) before bed, but not having something to cling to, unthinkable. Rin gets the honor of becoming his pillow, an arm and leg claimed and face pressed into his shoulder. not very soft, but he's gone and drooling peacefully on him in the time it takes him to sigh contentedly. ]