[ he tries to say that miyuki doesn't have to thank him -- not for this, not for anything else. they're friends, aren't they? and this is what friends do. ... but he doesn't manage to get the words out before he drops off, and all that ends up coming out is a sleepy (and pretty incoherent) mumble into miyuki's pajama shirt.
... but, well. maybe the way he nuzzles up a little closer and tangles his fingers drowsily into the fabric of miyuki's shirt says it all.
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... but, well. maybe the way he nuzzles up a little closer and tangles his fingers drowsily into the fabric of miyuki's shirt says it all.
he's just glad to have him here. ]