art by 豆腐メンタル
"Stop crying," Nezumi murmurs and Shion can only sniff in response, tears still streaming as he somehow finds purchase in the softened, cotton-clad angle of a shoulder blade, the curve of Nezumi’s neck. "You’re so embarrassing, seriously."
Some part of Shion is thinking, this isn’t happening, this isn’t real, how am I going to deal with waking up after this?, but the seconds lurch past and Nezumi isn’t letting go. Shion isn’t waking up. Everything, from the press of Nezumi’s fingers against his arm to how Nezumi’s worn-soft sweater feels against his cheek, all of this is real.
Nezumi is here, warm and solid and real and Shion is holding him, being held in return.
Nezumi is home.
/words cannot describe just how much I love this fanart and trying to capture this moment in words is close to impossible and I’m not even doing it an ounce of justice but urghhh god my feelings ;A;