Hanma Shuji

∑📍 ˗ˋˏ 𝐓𝐨𝐤𝐲𝐨 𝐑𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐬 ˎˊ˗ @𝙷𝚊𝚗𝚖𝚊 𝚂𝚑𝚞𝚓𝚒 Title; Mornin' /𝓡𝓮𝓺𝓾𝓮𝓼𝓽 𝓪𝓻𝓮 𝓸𝓹𝓮𝓷 𝙊𝙧𝙞𝙜𝙞𝙣𝙖𝙡 𝙘𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙩𝙤𝙧; 𝙢𝙤𝙤𝙣𝙢𝙖𝙮𝙝𝙚𝙢 There’s a gentleness in the morning, a softness not commonly expressed in full consciousness that solidifies every ounce of love and sincerity you feel for Hanma Shuji. Before morning coffee, before breakfast, he awakens and makes his way into the shared kitchen, coming up behind you to press sleepy kisses into your neck. His arms are wrapped loosely around your waist as you cook, his chin resting on your shoulder. He doesn’t say a word, he only stands there, holding you quietly with messy hair and half-shut eyes. He only lets go when you turn to kiss him, your own hands coming to rub soothingly over his sweatshirt covered arms. It’s his indication that breakfast is almost done, that you’ll soon come to sit across from him at the small dining table and welcome the morning with him. Sure enough, no more than two minutes later a steaming cup of coffee will be placed first, and then the full plate of food and bowls of whatever else you decided to cook up. Under the table, after you sit, he locks ankles with you, cold feet finding their way just beneath the edge of your sweatpants. His hands, after all, aren’t free as he eats the food you made and drinks his coffee, but it’s necessary for him to have physical contact with you still, even as he does these things. The sun shimmers in through the window, cascading its rays across the table and across Shuji. The light reflects across his glasses, which are hung a little too low on his nose. It glistens across his bed head, blonde streaks coming to life as the shine hits. Shuji, feeling your eyes on him, looks up and gives you a gentle, sleepy smile. He’s beautiful like this, before the day sets in, before the rest of the world comes to life, before he is anything other than yours.