#bc chishi would be SO exasperated trying to keep niragi warm

[sharpsuite]

[ cover ] for chishiya ... from niragi . damn .

↳ NONVERBAL MEMES ↳ [ cover ]  for your muse to cover mine with a blanket or a jacket 

     “ Can you slow down a bit? Have you considered the fact that your strides are a lot bigger than mine? “ Chishiya can’t help the grumble and pointedly ignores looking at Niragi DESPITE how he’s leaning against him for support as they make their way through the empty Beach hallways. ( Everyone else fast asleep, dead, or still playing a game. ) The height difference makes it awkward for the both of them ; likely more so for Niragi’s spine. But Chishiya hadn’t expected for Niragi to HELP. He hadn't thought the other had noticed something was amiss. Chishiya had been perfectly content to sit in the car until everyone was gone – the other players had rushed out as soon as they arrived and he had fully expecting Niragi to storm out too. Then Chishiya could slip in and limp to his room and call it a night. He was a doctor, he knew he should ice his injured ankle but he wasn't not keen on ANYONE seeing him weak. None of the idiots in the car had noticed anything was off when Chishiya had made his way to the car after the game. No one other than Niragi if his lingering presence in the car had been anything to go by.

   His mind struggles to make sense of it all. Niragi is HERE helping him move while putting as little weight as possible on his twisted ankle. It brings an unfamiliar feeling to the surface within his chest that he doesn’t want to think about. Not when Niragi’s right here. Eventually they make it to his room and he doesn’t bother to try to scold Niragi for slamming the door open. He’s too tired, he’s hurting, and he doubts it would achieve anything. There’s nothing to even indicate this is anyone’s room much less an EXECUTIVE'S other than a few blankets and his shoes and a spare hoodie. It’s as blank as the man himself. “ You were very confident opening that door with no proof I didn’t have a trap set. “ He hates how exhausted his voice sounds, lacking the smug taunting tone he usually has. But he has enough energy to roll his eyes at the less than graceful shove towards his bed. He doesn’t protest for once and collapses onto the bed, dragging himself up until he can sink into the pillows. That’s it.

   Or so he thinks. Chishiya’s cold in the air conditioning but trying to retrieve the blankets feels like too much work. Apparently he doesn’t need to. Chishiya’s eyes stay shut despite feeling one and then two of his fluffy blankets being draped over him. It’s the most absurd image ; Niragi fetching blankets and covering him with it. ( And if Chishiya gives a small sigh of comfort when he nuzzles into them, well that’s just another secret to keep to the growing list between them. ) “ Any chance I can get some ice? “ He mumbles ; he decides the potential mockery or insults NOW would be better than potentially risk any commentary of being caught by Niragi later if he tried to go get some. Or anyone for that matter. Mainly the latter if he's honest with himself. Maybe it won’t achieve anything – at least he tried and he can come up with some snide defense later if need be.

  He hears movement and his hand reaches out to loosely grasp Niragi’s hand before the other can disappear – be it to get him ice or just leave. His eyes are open and focused again, peering at Niragi from under the blankets. His lips part, a moment of hesitation drawing out as he tries to find what he wants to say. More like tries to swallow his pride.  “ . . . Thanks, Niragi. “ His touch lingers a split second more and then he retracts his hand back under the blankets that he curls into. How often has Niragi ever been thanked? The thought is a random one – he can’t assume it’s been very much. He pulls the blankets tighter around him and focuses on that instead of everything else. Instead of the fact he let Niragi into his space and it felt FINE, instead of the fact Niragi helped, instead of how warm Niragi was, instead of being draped in his favorite blankets. Chishiya CAN'T even blame this on Niragi because he knows he could have said a million cruel things to drive the other away before any of this happened. But he hadn't. Instead he'd let him help and thanked him. He shoves the thoughts and alarms in his head away and gives a silent, slow exhale. / @crue11