[ haruichi just smiles at zono's muttered reply, tilting his head to the side innocently. yes, sweetheart, it says, of course i understand that. it's beyond funny to watch him, though haruichi is plenty polite and does not A) say the patronizing thing out loud or B) laugh at him, as perhaps any of his former batchmates might have done. it's cute funny, anyway, as kenta always has been.
he holds still when he pulls him up with no problem, and a fond little smile tugs at his mouth when kenta leans down for a hug. haruichi's just fine meeting him there: he stands up on his tippytoes and lifts his arms to come around kenta's neck, relishing in the warm little feeling that always rushes around his chest when they get together. he's warm and solid and a presence that haruichi got used to in their years together, whether that was at first base or by his side in the kitchen or curled up with him in bed.
so not only does he get his consolation hug, but haruichi lets go after a moment to splay his small fingers across his cheeks and pull him down a little further for a kiss, a quick little peck. ]
Welcome home. [ he says, a little mischievous but mostly sincere. ]
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he holds still when he pulls him up with no problem, and a fond little smile tugs at his mouth when kenta leans down for a hug. haruichi's just fine meeting him there: he stands up on his tippytoes and lifts his arms to come around kenta's neck, relishing in the warm little feeling that always rushes around his chest when they get together. he's warm and solid and a presence that haruichi got used to in their years together, whether that was at first base or by his side in the kitchen or curled up with him in bed.
so not only does he get his consolation hug, but haruichi lets go after a moment to splay his small fingers across his cheeks and pull him down a little further for a kiss, a quick little peck. ]
Welcome home. [ he says, a little mischievous but mostly sincere. ]