#sebasnunez

[miyanodaichi]

coming home 💖 daitian

Date: 14 February Tagging: @sebasnunez​

He’d never been so thankful for global entry as he was right then and there, coming off a long flight from Japan--from east Asia, where the threats of the new virus were very real, and landing in the states where every other American at the airport was eyeing him with suspicion for looking the way he looked and for wearing the protective mask that he always wore when he traveled to stay healthy--to the point where he just wanted to roll his eyes and get out of there as fast as possible. It wasn’t lost on him how the man at customs released a heavy sigh of relief upon seeing his Japanese passport. Daichi did his best to ignore all of those annoyances, knowing how these people were driven by fear. His Japanese passport helped a lot, and he got through fairly quickly despite the previous delay, and as soon as he started down the long ramp towards the gates, he already had his phone out and was texting Sebas.

          [Daichi🐇]  --  I’m here, will come out soon ／(˃ᆺ˂)＼ pls take me to bed 🙏🙏

[miyanodaichi]

SMS Daichi✉️Sebas

Daichi: I'm so coooold uwu

Daichi: I have a cat scarf

Daichi: [IMG]

Daichi: I cancel skating today

[miyanodaichi]

Ice Time - @sebasnunez​

“Osoi!” Daichi said loudly in Japanese as he watched Sebas enter the rink. Daichi was just getting ready for his second session of the day, ice time that they were supposed to share together. He glided over to where skaters entered and exited the ice. There was a paper cup set aside near the boards, and as soon as he stepped off the ice, he picked it up and held it out for his training mate. He took a good look at his friend’s face and tilted his own head a little as he teased, “I am here since seven and you still look half asleep.” It was nothing new, but he liked to annoy Sebastián about his tardiness even when he wasn’t really all that late. The coffee wasn’t an everyday thing, but occasionally, when he knew Sebas was probably going to sleep in late that day, he would use his break time to pick up a coffee for him so that it was waiting when he got there.

[miyanodaichi]

TXT ✉️ DAITIÁN

Daichi: You give someone my number?

Daichi: Who is Gabriel?

[miyanodaichi]

The flight to Torino was boarding and Daichi sped up a little to plop into the window seat that had originally been reserved for Sebastián. His own seat had initially been somewhere on the other side of the plane, but without telling Sebas, he’d asked the workers at the airline to arrange to switch him with the person who was supposed to sit next to his rival. He usually preferred to avoid any and all distractions before a competition, but it was so rare for them to share one lately, and to be on the same flight on top of that. Plus, he’d already had a fair share of distractions, what with having just adopted a baby cat that still insisted on climbing onto his face at three in the morning--so here he was, stealing Sebas’ window seat and then giving him the sweetest, most innocent smile he could muster up. “It’s okay to sit with you?” he asked after a brief moment, his smile wavering just a little, for the first time considering that maybe Sebas didn’t want the distraction. || @sebasnunez​