I woke up in the middle of the night. I looked around processing the darkness around me for a moment before my senses slowly came back to me. The room was dark and it only took me a couple of moments to realize that I was in Shuichi's room. His scent engulfed the room and was very apparent because the boy himself was asleep next to me.

I smiled to myself and moved closer to him. I didn't want to fall back asleep but I didn't want to wake him up either. I just let myself take in Shuichi. His warm body, his short blue hair, his closed eyes, and his relaxed features. From the top of his head to his chest and down to his legs. His hair was rustled and messy with sleep. It went in all angles on the white pillow that we shared. It was intertwined with my own as his face was in front of my own. It was midnight blue, it was hard to see it, but I have been seeing it for the duration of the time we have been here and it's branded into my memory. Like a sweet dream that you wish you will be able to have the night after and the night after that. It perfectly shaped his face and made me blush a little as my hand moved to gently stroke his hair.

As my fingers brushed against his hair it traveled down to his cheek. I moved my attention to his face letting my eyes, that were now adjusted to the darkness, take in all of his features. It was still hard to see and that's what my hand helped with. With the use of the my somewhat poor vision because of the dark and the use of the touch I could feel because of my hand I was able to take in his face. His soft skin that covered him, his closed eyes, and his long eyelashes.

I always would tease him about how girly they made him look, but honestly I am jealous of how they look on him...they make his eyes look alluring. Like they could pull me into the golden pools of his eyes making me lost there forever. It made me want to be able to see his eyes, but for the moment I was ok with letting him sleep. This is because when he is asleep I can look at him without him getting all flustered or even defensive in some cases. I love seeing him flustered and all, but sometimes I just want to be able to see him, to look at him as if he was a work of art just for me. There for me to admire and love.

His eyes perfectly fit his personality. The gold in his eyes can be intimidating when he is on his way to discovering the truth, while at the same time they can be soft and caring when he wants to show how he is really feeling. He also shows his flustered state in his eyes, he gets more nervous and it causes his eyes to not want to make contact with anyone elses...and I want to be the only one to see him in this state because then the first eyes that come in contact with his own will be mine and mine alone.

His nose is a perfect fit for his face. It makes his face feel well balanced and it overall is super cute. The way his blush will come across not only his cheeks but even across his nose and I absolutely love this fact. He is such a bold person sometimes and in those small moments I forget about how embarrassed he can get over some small things, such as teasing and such. It makes me adore him even more than I did before--and I didn't even know it was possible that I could find more love that I have for this man.

His lips in the middle of his face, so kissable, and for my lips only. When he kisses me my senses all freeze for a moment as my adoration and devotion to him become real. We are one unit for that moment as our lips collide, letting the rest of the world know that we are one together, and that we aren't going to let each other go. For these small moments I forget about the pain of the truth behind all the lies I have been telling myself...I let myself forget about the things that are bothering me in my mind for the moment we share together. We aren't literally becoming one with each other or anything like that, but in a way I feel like my soul is bound to his when we are touching or kissing each other. It makes me feel like I am more than just myself, that I have more to myself than I had before.

That's how I see being with him, being connected to him in ways I would have never thought of before. Being a part of who he is and who he is going to become, while at the same time we both are living our own lives, but being together we are able to share the joy and pain from the experiences life brings to us. We are in this together and being able to connect in these ways only makes it more apparent to the both of us. Because in the end it's us together, because that's what we both agreed to be--through anything that comes our way. That's just how it works, we have already made it through so much together and that just makes it feel like I'm not just being used by him. I feel like we are both giving and taking in this relationship--making it feel more passionate and more loving than any relationship I have been in before.

His chest was moving up and down slowly as he was taking in slow and calming breaths. It made me feel calm and like I could fall asleep again with him beside me. I smiled at that thought and let the calmness of the room and the calming feeling he brings to me consume me and my thoughts.

I was so focused in the moment that I didn't notice he started shifting in his sleep. He only moved around a little bit before he woke up. He slowly opened his eyes to meet my gaze.

"Can't sleep?" He said slowly. His voice was coated in the exhaustion and the relaxation sleep can bring. His voice was unfairly attractive this late at night--or early in the morning.

"Yeah, but you don't have to worry about that. It wasn't because of a nightmare or anything, I just woke up feeling well rested!" I said quietly as his arms moved to my upper back. They were originally on my waist but he moved them to pull me closer to him. I smiled into his chest as he moved my head into his chest.

"I'm glad it wasn't because of a nightmare..." He whispered before gently moving my hands to his waist before returning his own to my back. I was confused by this, before I realized he is super touch starved when he gets tired, or when he is more sleep deprived than usual.

"Yeah, do you want to cuddle my beloved?" I asked letting the words drip from my lips like sweet sugar. Shuichi slightly laughed which sent vibrations through his torso which made me smile again.

"Y-yeah, I didn't want to- ask..." He whispered. I blushed at how he was sounding so needy, but at the same time I want the same thing so I can't blame him.

"That's okay," I said before adding, "You don't have to ask for cuddles Shumai~ because you know I love cuddles~," I said hearing the exhaustion in my voice. It was so unfair how him speaking a little bit made me feel so relaxed...I wanted to stay up and cuddle until we had to wake up...but as of now I'm going to be relaxed to the point where I'm going to fall asleep again.

"You're tired as well...so let's get some rest..." He whispered into my ear making my eyes flutter closed again.

"N-no...I want to stay awake with you..." I whispered in a sad attempt to get him to give me affection while I could stay up.

"But you need sleep," He said with a long pause. I didn't notice that almost 5 minutes passed before either of us made a sound...but I blame that on the fact that I was about to pass out because of how calm and relaxed I felt.

"So-- get some rest," He said finally before he slowly started humming. When he sings it always makes me feel calm...so it didn't take long for my eyes to fall closed again.

"But--" He cut me off by gently kissing my lips. I didn't even remember much about what happened after that because I was already out.

My sleep seemed shorter than it really was. Shuichi was already awake and was gently stroking my hair with a small smile on his face. I felt a blush come to my face, mostly because I didn't expect him to be awake before me.

"How did you sleep?" He asked with a smile. He twirled one of the strands of my hair around his finger as he waited for my answer.

"I slept good, for once." I said bluntly, making him giggle a bit. I groaned feeling a little more defensive than I would usually be because I just woke up.

"Sorry, I didn't mean to make you angry with me," He said with another small laugh. I wanted to be mad at him even if I really wasn't...mostly just out of spite, but I also didn't want to feel like I loss to this unspoken competition between us.

"You didn't," I said slowly, feeling my words become harder to form. It was like my whole body was running slower than it would be on a normal day.

"Are you feeling alright? Do you need something to eat?" He asked gently rubbing my back making me shiver.

"Yeah, that sounds good, and I'm doing alright...I just feel tired..." I said getting quieter the longer I spoke. He gently helped me out of bed and helped me get ready. I was really tired even though I got good sleep...I still feel exhausted. It could be because of the intensity of the day before, because we did have a murder, trial, and execution...

I shivered as Shuichi helped me walk over to the door so we could go and meet with the others. "Are you sure you are doing alright?" He asked again, stopping his walking. I looked up at him confused why he was so worried about this little thing that was off about me...I mean he is my boyfriend and if he cares about me in the same way I care about him...then I understand why he would be worried.

"Yeah, well no, I just feel exhausted both mentally and physically..." I whispered immediately worrying that he wouldn't understand what I just said.

"I get that...maybe we could talk about it and maybe go to the library to read a book to help you calm down so you can maybe get some sleep where you aren't stressed about something. Because when I sleep with something in the back of my mind that's stressful to me...it doesn't make me feel well rested..." He moved one of his hands to my cheeks to cup it.

"That sounds nice~ I would love to have a date with you~!" I said feeling my teasing demeanor come back out. Mostly because I was nervous about what we could uncover about the meaning of my stress.

"Of course," He said with a blush soon consuming his face. I smiled at him knowing he must know that I diverted the worry and concern he had for me to embarrassment...I was going to have to explain this to him...but I wasn't sure how to put the way I was feeling into words that he could understand. But I'm going to have to figure it out one way or another...

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