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[It's a dark and stormy night...

Except not really. There might be a light drizzle at worst but Ieyasu's not paying attention to the weather. Instead he's just reading a book while settled in the room that was once his as a boy-

And it's just as big and echo-y as he remembers.

In fact the entire manor is.

Worse now that just about everyone's gone to bed...

But Ieyasu just chuckles at that thought as he shakes his head. He's still waiting on Mitsunari before he can go to sleep...

It's just a wonder what's taking him so long to return from the kitchen.]

[He's miserable.

Mitsunari rarely gets sick, but it'd been a busy week followed by a busy weekend followed by a rainstorm he had not been prepared for.

When he woke up that morning, he dragged himself out of bed to get to work and ended up passed out in the living room. He wasn't entirely sure how he'd gotten there--

But he assumes that he's in bed now because of Ieyasu.

A bleary blink, and he stares up at the ceiling.

...Shouldn't he be at work right now...?]

[It's unusual for Ieyasu to be home late.

Mitsunari isn't particularly worried; he got a text back from him saying that he'd be out with friends a little bit longer.

...

...But it's still unusual enough that he's a little antsy, tapping his foot as he waits for the door to open--]

[He's eager.

So eager that he essentially ran out of the taxi that brought him back to their apartment, proceeded to ignore the elevator, and instead ran up the stairs-- hefting all his luggage with him.

And so he ran down the halls and didn't care for anything as he threw open the door to their shared apartment because--]

I'm home!!

[As wary and awkward and embarrassed as he'd been at the idea when going through with it, he found the aftermath was entirely worth every moment of that maid uniform--

As he finds himself quite contentedly curled up beside the love of his life that had requested it in the first place. Still. He'd more than made up for it; Mitsunari decided he could forgive him for his strange fantasies.

So Mitsunari just nuzzles closer, humming happily; he wouldn't change this moment of peaceful, contented warmth and togetherness for anything.

Also he's forgotten that he's still wearing those stockings.]

[It's a rather average night. It's quiet, even, as Mitsunari pokes quietly at his work, putting some finishing touches on his project.

He sits next to Ieyasu, shoulders brushing though he isn't leaning on the other just yet, since he types more quickly sitting properly.

Ieyasu has been patient with him while he finished this important project, which he is grateful for; so he smiles brightly at him as he shuts the laptop.]

There. That's a relief.

[And there's still plenty of the night to spare.]

( moe moe dere dere )

[It's a normal morning, really.

Mitsunari is half-asleep, yawning as he leans back against Ieyasu's chest, seated comfortably in his lap as they poke at the breakfast Ieyasu had made--waffles.

He is just about to poke his fork into the waffle in front of him for another bite when the dangers of eating a messy food like waffles when your mouth is above someone's head become clear.

...He feels the syrup drip onto his head and hair.

A slow, surprised pause.

B l i n k.

And then he makes a noise of protest, turning to look at Ieyasu and accidentally flinging syrup at him off of the fork he still holds.]

( Ieyasu was his squishy teddy bear )

[After the heartache of the night before, Mitsunari wakes up in a surprisingly fuzzy, warm state of contentedness.

He sighs lightly, cheek pressed against Ieyasu's bicep, which acts as his pillow--

And blinks.

Oh.

...Ieyasu's arm makes for a very nice pillow. He blinks now that he is slightly more awake, finding Ieyasu's face to be surprisingly close to his this morning.

...Waking up in the same bed in the morning. He could get used to this. And so he wards off the chill by edging closer still to Ieyasu, and at the same time takes advantage of the proximity to press a quiet, gentle kiss to his lips on a whim.]

( whoops moe )

[It was a friendly, light-hearted gathering--and that's probably why Mitsunari does give in to Yukimura's ribbing and accepts the sake as opposed to his usual tea.

...

...

...

Except that the teasing and the good-natured atmosphere and everything means that he accepts more of the alcohol than he should.

And he ends up leaning on Ieyasu (not particularly unusual in and of itself), glass in hand as he smiiiiles.]

It is good that we came, isn't it?

( blah blah blah too sleepy )

[He doesn't mean for it to prey on his mind--

Only it does.

As happy as he is with Ieyasu...he can't help but think of the way he talks about the other Mitsunari, the one from back home. It certainly brings a whole new meaning to being special because he is "Ishida Mitsunari"...

...He doesn't mean to be jealous.

But he has to admit that he is, just a little bit, and the turmoil show on his face a little bit as he quietly shuffles scrolls around and...fails to focus on his work at all.

Oh.]

[It had been a very very long two years.

He'd never quite given up though. Because he had said he would believe, he had said he would wait.

And Ishida Mitsunari does not tell lies.

So he waited. So he did what he could to keep the Land of the Rising Sun peaceful, prosperous. To keep the Toyotomi prosperous.

So he attempted to keep an eye on the Tokugawa clan, though they were well enough off now.

So he attempted--and so he kept himself busy, though late at night, when there was nothing more to busy himself with, he remembered and ran his hands through his messy hair and smiled, tiredly.

He was not bitter, not upset by his choice.

But he was certainly getting tired, and so it was that in the middle of the day he found himself...napping, sprawled over papers on his desk. And so it is that he rather misses the commotion outside of Osaka.]

( it was all politics really )

( blah blah blah )

[~~because we steal all memes~~

IT'S SNOWING.

IT'S COLD.

And Mitsunari is not pleased to find Ieyasu (the other Ieyasu, the strange but well-meaning Ieyasu) out in the cold.

Wearing little more than usual.

H u f f.

His breath crystalizes in the air and he steps out into the snow, holding out warmer clothing.]

You should take better care of your health.

( Crossing boundaries; )

sunshowered

( and i'll live in your illusion; )

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