25 Day Ship Challenge CHRISTMAS/WINTER - Miritama - BNHA

Day 24 - Cuddling

You guys know the drill by now. I'm really greateful for all of you, though, and I hope you've had a better Christmas than I did if you celebrate it!
I had a lot of time to write on Christmas day, but none of it was very good so I kinda scrapped it all. I wanted to take a few days to make these last two chapters nice and long and fluffy and cute! Sorry for the wait, love you all, and enjoy the penultimate chapter of actual writing because I'll definetly be using this book as a notification to when I start the other book. Yeah, you remember that other book? Because of You? Yep, I started writing it. 4k words strong!

Tamaki let out a long, soothing breath. It'd been a hard day, what with Christmas parties and all. Yes, parties. There was a party where a bunch of the top heros are invited to hang out and get to know each other. It didn't last a few hours like all the other ones did, but it was still enough to drain whatever Tamaki had left after the first.
He was grateful to be back home, sitting on the couch with the new fuzzy blanket. He found it kind of funny, how him and Mirio still sat by the tree in their pajamas as if they were kids to open the presents they got for each other, and maybe the rare one or two a fan sent in. That was usually just a mug or a plushie, though. Still, it made Tamaki feel so wonderful whenever that happened.

“Ki!” Mirio called, probably from upstairs by the sound of his voice. Tamaki had just went straight to the couch when they got home, and realized he needed to apologise for not helping him bring things in. He sat up, then layed right back down again when he got all dizzy.
“Yeah?” Tamaki shouted, needing a moment to recover before he got onto his knees, looking over the couch and turning towards the stairs as if he could see through them and look at Mirio.
“Come up here if you're gonna sleep!” Tamaki was a bit taken aback, because he'd expected to be reprimanded for not helping bring in anything from the car, or for not leaving his corner at the party, but nope. “I know it's been a rough day for you, but I don't want you to hurt your neck sleeping on the couch when you have a perfectly great bed upstairs!“
Mirio's face peeked down from the stairs, which made the other giggle and crack a smile. Tamaki nodded, sighing and standing up. “Okay, okay, fine.” he started towards the steps, looking at Mirio with his head through the rungs. He panicked for a second when he went to pull back and got stuck on his ears, but then realized that he could simply phase through. The two of them laughed a little at his antics, as, no matter how many times Mirio did this and used his Quirk, there would always be a moment of panic when he phased into a position he couldn't get himself out of without using his Quirk.
Tamaki pulled off his scarf once he'd gotten upstairs, just dropping it ontop of the case where he kept his costume. He wore his scarf and cape because he wanted to be able to hide.
He turned around when the door closed, sighing again -- even if it was much shorter this time because he didn't have much air to let out -- as he bonked his forehead on Mirio's chest, wrapping his arms around him. He'd usually put his face against a wall, but it was better when that wall could hug him back. “C'mon babeyyyy” Mirio mused, leaning his chin ontop of fluffy indigo hair. “I didn't say me.”
“What if that's what I wanna sleep on?” that was the extent of Tamaki's ability to talk back. He had gotten curious as to what Mirio would so if he managed to get more flirtatious in his responses, but he couldn't bring himself to, even though they both were young adults now.
Nevertheless, Tamaki didn't talk like that often even to the low standard, and it was enough to make Mirio blush just slightly.
“Alright, fine.” he carefully lifted the smaller man into his arms by his thighs, humming a small tune as he walked over to the bed. Mirio placed Tamaki down gently, and noticed instantly that he wasn't going to let him go. “You're the one that complains about morning breath.” Mirio snickered as he got into bed aswell, flicking off his slippers and pulling the fluffy covers over them. He thought it was cute how Tamaki was clinging to him like some koala, how he always did. He was more careful with his words other times, with the chance that it was happening because he needed to be grounded, but Mirio knew that nothing like that was happening right now. Just Tamaki being cute and clingy.

The blond ran his fingers through the other's hair, and he would have kissed him a couple times if Tamaki wasn't being so small. He was usually all sprawled out, close enough for face and neck smooches, but not this time. He was down by Mirio's chest, facing him and curled up around him. Mirio probably would have squealed if he didn't think the man was already asleep, and just kept petting him. He knew he wasn't gonna get to sleep, but he didn't have much of a problem with that. He never got bored of Tamaki. He didn't get bored of watching him cook, draw, or sleep -- as somewhat creepy as that last one was.