plans;

[tokugawa]

[And so there was another day of their planning for the wedding-

Another day where Matsu dragged Mitsunari around while Ieyasu watched helplessly and stood around with Toshiie who gave him advice on how to help when he did find a way to help.

At least now they were back home and Ieyasu's arm was securely around Mitsunari's waist.

So they entered the apartment and he pressed a soft kiss to the top of Mitsunari's head.]

Home sweet home...

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[tokugawa]

[... welp. Then it's settled.

Ieyasu relaxes a bit then, shoulders slumping ever so lightly as he adjusts to just kiss along Mitsunari's jawline gently.

Meanwhile, he continues to work on giving his tired waifu a backrub. He certainly deserves it.]

[insultea]

[Mitsunari just groans appreciatively, pressing a kiss to Ieyasu's neck as he relaxes under his hasubando's hands.]

Have I...mentioned how much of a godsend you are...?

[Seriously, hasubando. He's a pile of happy putty right now.]

[tokugawa]

[Ieyasu just gives a breathy laugh at that, still trying to get his heartbeat under control from earlier- and he settle for nuzzling Mitsunari's cheek gently.]

The love of my life only deserves the best.

[Which means he won't stop this massage any time soon.]

[insultea]

Mmnn...

[Mitsunari just nuzzles closer to Ieyasu's neck, murmuring against it.]

Remind me to make it up to you later...

[He's pretty sure he couldn't right now. He's too happy to lean against Ieyasu's chest and and enjoy this massage.]

[tokugawa]

You always do anyway.

[just gentle nuzzling as he continues

to be honest, he's kind of just waiting for Mitsunari to fall asleep]

[insultea]

[It's pretty inevitable by now; he's long since given up keeping his eyes open. He just rests against Ieyasu's chest, head on his shoulder, and sighs.

And he's mumbling, though it's clear he's only half-conscious of what he's saying at this point.]

I can't wait...

[tokugawa]

[... a soft laugh. One last kiss on his cheek.]

Yes, me neither.

[And he picks Mitsunari up, adjusting their position so that he's able to sweep Mitsunari into a bridal carry and he starts heading for their bedroom-]

Come on sweetheart, you need to get changed or else you'll huff at me in the morning.

[insultea]

[He makes a muffled noise of protest when the feel-good touching and kisses stop, face pressed into Ieyasu's shoulder as it is--

But he has to admit even sleepy that Ieyasu is right. He'd absolutely huff at Ieyasu if he let him sleep in these clothes.]

Mmkay...

[So he just nuzzles closer while Ieyasu carries him. Yeah. He's helpful.]

[tokugawa]

... it's unfair how cute you are.

[A bit of an exhale through his nose but he just smiles anyway. They make it to the bedroom rather quickly then and Ieyasu sets Mitsunari down on the bed, trying to get him to sit up-

A kiss to his lips.]

Try to stay like this for me, Mitsunari?

[insultea]

[The kiss wakes him up enough that he sits up, blinking up at Ieyasu.

...Yes, hasubando, he's awake and coherent.]

...Not cute.

[tokugawa]

Rather cute.

[Maybe the conversation would keep Mitsunari awake.

Nonetheless, Ieyasu begrudgingly strays a bit to go to the closet where Mitsunari keeps his clothes. It... takes him a moment to find a matching pajama set and he was halfway tempted to just put Mitsunari in one of his shirts-

But he just shakes his head and eventually comes back.

And he kind of can't help but place a kiss on his tired fiance's lips because he's really cute when sleepy-]

There.

[Now he'll set on getting Mitsunari's pajama top on him.]

[insultea]

[It does keep him awake, in that he huffs a little, struggling to find words to argue--

And instead finds himself with a pajama top on.

He helps Ieyasu a bit (mostly by pulling it down), and then his hands automatically find his hair, pulling at the tie as he yawns.

He'll probably just put it into a looser ponytail for bed, since he can't be bothered with anything else...

What were they arguing about again?]

[tokugawa]

[Probably nothing important.

Now a disclaimer:]

Don't get too excited about this-

[But he's going to work on removing Mitsunari's pants now.]

[insultea]

[...snort.

And more half-coherent, sleepy mumbles.]

Would you prefer it if I did...?

[tokugawa]

[A laugh as he helps ease the fabric off Mitsunari's legs, then quickly replacing it with the pajama pants.]

Another night maybe. You'd probably be really clumsy right now.

[teasing is allowed okay]

[insultea]

[...when he processes that, he's offended.

...!!!]

H-hey! I would not!

[tokugawa]

[... pfff, cute. He manages to get Mitsunari's pants the rest of the way on as he lifts his waifu up- and then presses another kiss to his lips.]

It's alright. I don't feel like it tonight anyway.

[lies, he always feels like it.

but he settles for getting up again to strip off the rest of his clothes on his own, then gathering all of their discarded clothes to put in the laundry hamper. pajamas? who needs pajamas?]

[insultea]

[...yeah he doesn't mind that Ieyasu doesn't bother to put anything else on.

But he just flops back with a huff, sprawled on the bed.]

...Hrm.

[p-pout]

[tokugawa]

... you won't be able to sleep comfortably like that, Mitsunari.

[a soft laugh and he crawls onto the bed, gathering his waifu in his arms as he shuffles back to lean against the headboard]

[insultea]

[He just sighs, nuzzling close to Ieyasu despite himself. It seems to be an automatic reaction when Ieyasu gathers him up.

...Mmnn.]

Of course I'm comfortable...

[He's in Ieyasu's arms.

...also he forgot to put his hair back up. Whoops. oh well]

[tokugawa]

... well, now-

[But he laughs anyway, sinking down into the bed to get them both beneath underneath the sheets. Nuzzling Mitsunari's cheek again.]

But it's time for bed...

[insultea]

[Mitsunari just hums in response to that, shifting to rest his head on Ieyasu's arm quietly.]

Yes...

[He's more tired than he thought he was; he just yawns after that. He blinks after, a little blearily and bemused.]

[tokugawa]

[... so adorable. Ieyasu just ducks his head down to rest their foreheads together

and he closes the gap between their lips, lingering there for a long moment.

A quiet exhale.]

I love you, Mitsunari.

[insultea]

[...he just smiles faintly into that kiss.]

I love you...more...Ieyasu.

[Another faint yawn, and he snuggles close, eyes sliding shut.

Yep. He's content with that.]

[tokugawa]

[... a soft sigh.

Ieyasu has always been competitive so he presses a soft kiss to Mitsunari's forehead, a hand coming up to run through his hair-]

I love you most.

[And eventually, he drifts off that way too.]