Felix & Ashura: Reunion Recovery [ Closed ]

[wishmadeinfire]

Who: Ashura & Felix
What: Ashura and Felix wake up the day after the reunion, and it leaves some awkward feelings and questions behind
When: the morning after the end of the reunion
Where: Ashura & Felix's bedroom in their suite
Warnings: two men cuddling in a bed, angst (quite possibly)

The first thing to occur to Ashura was that the bed felt strange. He did not feel cramped, and he was not wearing anything - silk meeting his skin directly. It was not a bad feeling, by any means, but it felt wrong after a week of sleeping tightly against another, and in boxers and a shirt for the dignity of others. What others though? Grandmother, mother, father... the words drifted through his mind and he balked at them, wondering why the image of a little red and white fuzzy creature appeared instead of the stalwart face of his face. It felt horribly wrong and he shoved it aside quickly, turning over to grope for his red-headed fiance.

He found him easily, sighing in relief as he spooned up behind him, arm secure around the other, holding him tight. Another word drifted through his thoughts - husband. It made him smile, surprised no guilt followed it with the inevitable thoughts of Yasha. But he had come to terms with that, and allowed himself to be happy with Felix. After nearly one hundred years of pain, it was time he had this small pleasure before his death, whenever that might come. 

He lifted his head up, kissing the pale ear against the fiery hair, breathing in the sweet ginger scent he adored, a bit of the wood still clinging to it. 

"Good morning, husband," he whispered sleepily, a part of him still foggy from the warped memories, reaching for that word without thinking.