I am so sorry this took soooooooo long! I’m still struggling with writing especially since I just got over being sick but I’m hoping this will be to your liking and I hope you’re doing well! This is quite self-indulgent since because of said sickness I couldn’t get MY snuggles in with my hubby until recently. lol
Ennoshita wraps his arms around your waist, burying his face into the nape of your neck and takes a long deep inhale through his nose; it’s been too long since he held you last.
“Chikara-kun, I just got back my ability to breathe,” you complain, but he’s not fooled, he can hear the smile.
“Deal with it,” he mumbles, adding another bit of pressure to make his point, “you’ve been out of my arms for too many nights.”
“Blame my lazy Killer-T cells.”
He chuckles, the deep rumble in his chest vibrating against your back pleasantly; “Look who thinks they’re an expert just because you watch Cells at Work.”
“Hey! It’s a highly educational show!” After a pause you sigh, “I can’t wait for White and Red to fall in love.”
Ennoshita laughs again, trailing his fingers through your freshly washed and dried hair; it felt so good to take a shower and feel clean again.
Silence falls between you save for the blessed sound of you breathing normally, his own breath caught up on your skin, warming it. After a few minutes, he says quietly, nuzzling between your shoulder blades, “I really did miss holding you. I missed your warmth, I missed the feeling of you in my arms. You’re like my own special security blanket, or body pillow I guess.”
He rolls you to your back, pressing soft kisses to your temple, your cheek, your jaw and finally, your lips, against which he murmurs, “I missed kissing you, so, so much.”
“Chikara-kun,” you whisper, overwhelmed with the wealth of affection swimming in his eyes; “It was only three nights.”
He kisses you again, a bit longer, a bit harder, one hand holding the side of your face, his half his body covering yours; “It felt like forever.” He keeps kissing you, but doesn’t go beyond that, still mindful of your depleted energy and need to fully rest.
Eventually you both settle back down, him on his back with your head on his chest, his arm around you and your hand settled on his neck, your fingertips tracing idle patterns on his skin. Just before you fall asleep you hear him whisper, “I love you,” against the crown of your head.