can't stop thinking about reonagi sleeping next to each other during the first selection. can't stop thinking about reo wrapping his arm around nagi's waist every night and pulling him close, completely unbothered by what the rest of the team thinks of it. can't stop thinking about nagi melting into reo's embrace, lulled to sleep by the muffled sounds of his mobile game and the comforting warmth pressed against his back. can't stop thinking about how hard the first few nights without each other were in blue lock. can't stop thinking about reo staring at the ceiling all night, wide awake, his chest tight. can't stop thinking about nagi tossing and turning all night, unconsciously reaching for reo in his sleep, waking up exhausted. can't stop thinking about their first night together after blue lock. can't stop thinking about reo burying nagi's face in his neck, his tears disappearing into nagi's hair as he holds him tight enough to hurt. can't stop thinking about nagi catching reo's scent again after so long and instantly bursting into choked sobs at how badly he'd missed this, and how, if he'd never chosen isagi, maybe they never would've lost this in the first place.
