denki slowly rouses to eijirou patting his shoulder.

“hey,” eijirou murmurs, crouched on the floor. denki groggily lifts his head from the hardwood, disoriented. “is everything okay?”

“what are you talking about?” denki rasps. “I always sleep on the floor.”

“I know,” eijirou smiles. “but usually you’re curled up by the window with your blanket. like a cat in the sun, you know?

“but,” eijirou furrows his brow. “you... you looked so distraught, just now.”

denki swallows hard. “ah,” he forces a chuckle. “well, I guess you caught me.”

eijirou moves to sit properly. “what’s wrong?” he asks.

“I—“ denki takes a deep breath. “I, um, broke up with him.”

“oh,” eijirou whispers, hushed. “oh, denki. I’m so sorry.”

denki shakes his head. “it just... wasn’t working. I wasn’t getting what I needed from the relationship.

“I dunno,” he laughs quietly. “I broke up with him, but I’m still sad about it. feels like I shouldn’t be.”

“of course it’s normal to feel sad,” eijirou points out gently. “you—loved him, after all.”

denki sniffs and rubs at his eyes.

“is there anything I can do?”

“can—“ denki sits up to properly meet eijirou’s gaze. “can I have a hug?”

eijirou’s eyes crinkle. “you can have as many as you want,” he reassures, gathering denki in his arms.

denki buries his face in eijirou’s shoulder, clutching eijirou’s t-shirt in his fists.

“I’ll bring you dinner later, okay?”

“you don’t have to—“

“I’ll even sneak in some chocolate for you.”

denki giggles.

he nuzzles eijirou’s shoulder one more time before pulling back slightly.

“thank you, ei,” he smiles. “you’re the best.”

eijirou beams back. “anything for you,” he says. “I’ll always be here for you.”

denki nods and burrows into the warm cocoon of eijirou’s arms once more. he doesn’t doubt.