[UshiTen: Just another rainy day in Paris]

Part 24

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About an hour later, Satori was woken up by light kisses over his neck and shoulder. He blinked sleepily and stretched, immediately wincing – his skin felt itchy and his lower body felt weird. But it wasn't as bad as last time, so now he smiled at Wakatoshi, lazy bliss spilling all over his face – he looked really smug. And this made Wakatoshi's worry disappear.

- Next time I want more kisses! – Satori mumbled, still waking up.

- I'll do my best. – the taller man assured him.

- It's so weird to miss you while you are still inside me... - Tendō was thinking out loud, pouting a little, and totally oblivious just how flushed his lover was right now.

- I promise, I'll do better. – Wakatoshi mumbled back. – Let's get you to the bathroom. It's getting late.

Well, Satori kept on pouting during bath time, as Wakatoshi kept on treating him like he was made of glass. This continued the next day too.

- I am not sick! – he puffed. – And I am most definitely not a kid!!!

- Just following the steps. – Ushijima waved him off, ignoring his irritability as some weird aftermath of last night's activities.

Tendō gaped, not sure what that was supposed to mean, but the truth was that his loved Toshi was so caring and so gentle with him that he was melting, wishing those couple of days off practice could go on forever.

Months passed, and he kept on thinking about this – their leisure time together. One evening, during dinner, he decided to just ask him:

- Um, say... Wakatoshi-kun, when are you planning to retire?

Ushijima forze, the question caught him unprepared, and he hated it when this happened.

- Uncertain. – he grumbled, and went on eating. – But I might be changing teams soon. So...

Satori nodded. It was to be expected.

- Relocation? – he yipped now thoughtfully.

- Possibly.

Ushijima blushed.

- Do you dislike it? – he asked cautiously.

Satori just shrugged his shoulders.

- Eh, it's OK. Unless it's France. – he answered, looking cool and nonchalant.

But the silence that fell between them after that lasted a couple of days. It was not like falling out, but like... some soon-to-be-announced period, some unclear expectation for the next stage to come.

So, there came the offer for Poland, and they discussed it while Satori was curled on the bed, browsing photos of Warsaw on his phone excitedly.

- Pfff! Looks so good! Toshi-kun, look!

Wakatoshi was hugging his back, and preferred rather to focus on kissing his neck and nape than looking at pictures of something they were going to see anyway, in real life, just a couple of weeks later.

- Mmmm. – he grunted, undefinedly.

- I wanna go there! And there! There!!! – Satori tutted.

- I truly thought that you'd be more upset about us leaving Japan. – Ushijima huffed in his neck.

The red-head chuckled, it tickled.

- Why? I have nothing here. Nothing but you... - he added hurriedly.