Fragments of Thought

Kisuke wakes the next morning with a warm, heavy weight draped across his chest. He swallows and forces his breathing to stay even, stay calm, despite the way Erich is plastered across his body, face tucked against Kisuke’s neck and one leg slotted between Kisuke’s, thigh unbearably close to… close to… He swallows again. Squeezes …
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Erich sets aside his empty bowl and lifts his water glass to take a drink, listening absently to the banter between Kisuke and Tsukabishi; he’d known the two were long-time friends, and that Tsukabishi had followed Kisuke out of Seireitei when Kisuke was exiled, but knowing it and hearing stories about their time growing up …
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There’s something bothering Erich. Kisuke risks another glance up from his nearly-empty box to check on his friend, hoping Erich doesn’t notice his steadily growing worry, but— He really doesn’t need to hope, does he? Erich is busy sorting through his own box, gaze focused and hands sure, but there’s a strange undercurrent of nervous …
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Erich hauls a new box onto Kisuke’s workbench and absently uses his reiatsu to slice it open, mind still focused on what he sensed — or rather didn’t sense — from Kisuke earlier; the rough edges of the man’s soul and the shadings of desire-longing-want were almost expected — such intimate reiatsu sharing had a …
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Kisuke darts into the kitchen and immediately flings himself into a chair at the little kitchen table, slumping over with a pained whine. The table is cold against his bare skin, an awkward reminder than he hadn’t even paused to get dressed before fleeing his own room, but he can’t bring himself to care right …
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Morning comes far too early. Erich drapes an arm over his eyes, blocking out the sunlight pouring over him in an attempt to get back to sleep. He has no idea what time they finally called it quits, has no idea how long he’s actually managed to sleep, but… He absolutely regrets staying up so …
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3&11 for Erich/Kisuke skyshinigamialchemist (3: Accidental Marriage, 11: It’s not a date, we swear — Erich/Kisuke) Erich sweeps his gaze over the collection of boxes starting to take up a good portion of Kisuke’s lab, then lets his breath hiss through his teeth. While he appreciates the chance to examine relics hoarded — and potentially …
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