{ Mob Psycho 10) } sunflower

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Mob was the first one to wake up, he'd layed there for a little while with his eyes still closed and his body still. It had taken him only a few moments to realise where he was, usually his room wasn't this warm at all, which lead him to realise he wasn't in his room but instead in his Shishou's arms, it was evident as much when he realised he could very clearly hear a gentle repeated thump right next to his ear. He didn't really mind this at all, the only thing worrying him was the time that he wasn't exactly able to check, he didn't want to wake the others up and Reigen seemed to have a tight hold if he was cuddling somebody, but at least he seemed to be feeling better.. He'd thought he was the only one awake too, until he heard a rather annoyed groan from the other company in the room, "Don't worry.. It's still pretty early, you've got plenty of time, Shigeo.. Don't think Arataka's gonna be up any time soon though."

"Oh, good morning Dimple and Yoshioka." Mob muttered, attempting to adjust himself in the conman's arms, still being as careful as he could not to wake him, once he'd put himself in a more comfortable position, he felt Reigen's cheek loll against the top of his head, but made no effort to try and move it. His Shishou seemed quite content like this, holding him, and he seemed happy being held by Dimple- Or Yoshioka. Mob wasn't exactly sure who was in control of the body, all he knew was that the spirit and the human had come to an agreement, one that wouldn't leave either of them out. It was a little easier to tell who was who when they spoke though, Yoshioka's voice was low and much softer, much more careful, but Dimple's had a sort of rasp to it.

"He was scared." Mob heard one of them speak, Yoshioka it seemed. He wasn't sure what the man meant though, only that he was referring to his Shishou. For a moment he wondered if the other was truly speaking to Dimple, but the amount of silence said otherwise, so he decided to reply himself, "Of what?"

"That you'd leave." The man leaned his head back, "I'm not sure how Arataka works, I just know that he needs assurance for these things, and that telling him you are staying, might do that brain of his some good." He suggested, and Mob caught a glimpse of him kissing the conman's shoulder despite being much taller than him. He thought it was sweet, and somewhere he hoped that his Shishou would understand how much everyone cared about him some day.

"Thank you for telling me." Mob had settled on saying. His hand shifted slightly so that it was resting gently against the center of the blonde's chest and he silently thought that surely he could convince his Shishou that he was worth sticking around for. Reigen had taught him a lot, even if some of the things he said weren't true, even if he'd lied about lots of things, he wasn't a bad person, he was far from that, and if he still thought otherwise after everything they'd been through, Mob wondered how much more he'd been carrying on his shoulders beforehand, and how much more he'd accumulated over time. He supposed a new schedule would be useful, that way he'd know when he had time for his Shishou and time for his friends, plus after the press conference Reigen had been happy to let him take days off even when he was meant to be working, Mob thought it was nice of him, but deep down he knew it came from the fear of getting into another argument with him. It hurt Mob's heart to think that his Shishou now, probably thought he'd be left behind in the end; due to what Yoshioka had told him, it didn't seem like a far fetched explanation for how Reigen had been acting recently. Soon though, there was a slight groan from above him, and the arms still wrapped tightly around him loosened their grip.

"..M'sorry for keeping you.." Reigen yawned, sitting up and stretching a little, Mob watched him lean back against Yoshioka, which meant that was his own queue to stand. With a smile, he requested for use of the bathroom and luckily Reigen didn't seem too bothered by anything he did so he just decided to make himself at home for the time being.

When the morning was nearing to a close and Reigen had successfully made a breakfast that the kid had enjoyed, he got his suit jacket on and unlocked the door, hand holding Mob's as they walked along the street, the blonde having offered to carry his bag, and the spirit having parted with his host for a little while now following the two. Usually, if Dimple wasn't possessing anybody, he was just following his humans around, he'd found that he particularly liked laying ontop of the conman's head, occasionally taking a snooze and such. Reigen never seemed to be bothered by it.