♘: Cuddling in a blanket fort

He hadn’t done this particular activity in quite some time, years even, and although he wore a stoic sort of smile (if there was such a thing), even he recognized that he was amused and perhaps a little bit excited about it. Chairs turned and strategically placed to provide structure; every pillow and blanket that could be found and used without having Baaya yelling at them; and ample use of bag clips and zipties had created the ultimate in blanket forts.

It was awkward to army crawl into the thing despite the spacious entrance, both because Hakuba was still wearing a suit, and because he wasn’t used to getting low on the ground except in situations of dire peril, but he managed somehow. And, once inside, flopped onto his back in the mountain of pillows and looked up at the ceiling of patchwork quilt, each square filtering in a different amount of natural light from the window. Beautiful. Comforting. It reminded him of home. 

Hakuba rolled onto his side and reached over to ruffle his companion’s hair, smirking. “All right, fine… this was a good idea, you win.”

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