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☕︎︎car ride home☕︎︎ |s.hitoshi|

SFW
College AU
Fluff
Gender-Neutral

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"and- up you go-" Shinsou muttered, gently setting you into the passengers side of the car.

That night has been particularly rough, though fun, as the 'Bakusquad' as you'd called it, (which Hitoshi thought to be incredibly dumb), had gone out for a few drinks, which, turned into a few too many.

The only reason Shinsou was there at all was because he didn't drink, he thought it was unnecessary for him personally, and, was a bit scared he'd get addicted. That, and, since he was your boyfriend, was automatically dragged along by you and Mina so he would have something to do other than homework.

The original plan was to talk, get something to eat, just have a recap since they didn't all get to meet up often anymore; though they made a slight change when the cafe lights dimmed and upbeat music started playing. One drink turned into three, and three to five, although Hitoshi stopped you after you were starting to slur your words a bit. He watched you from the corner, admired you for a bit as you danced with Denki,, though perhaps you got a bit too close for to the blond for his liking. Oh well, he trusted you, and, it was all in good fun regardless.

Of course, the night did have to come to an end.

And that's where you ended up. In the seat of your other half's car, giggling with your flushed cheeks and half-lidded eyes.

He buckled you in, the streetlights shining through the car window onto your face, before getting into his own respective side, strapping in and sitting there for a moment.

"you alright, love?" he asked, putting his keys into the car, cocking an eyebrow. You nodded, leaning your head onto the seatbelt while giving a thumbs-up, something you'd picked up from Kaminari. Shinsou smiled, brushing any hair out of your face before pushing the pedal and starting to drive.

After pulling out of the initial parking lot, there wasn't much traffic, maybe the occasional car, but it was unarguably late and it seemed that most were already asleep at this hour.

After a minute or two of silence, Hitoshi reached out for the stereo, his goal to turn something on, though, when he looked over at you he realized you were already asleep, eyes gently closed, your skin practically glowing with the passing streetlights and shining signs.

The taller boy retracted his hand, giving a soft smile as he gazed at you, your soft breathing barely audible.

The rest of the ride was fairly quiet, your boyfriend wanted you to sleep soundly, and, purposely took backroads he knew weren't as bumpy to make sure he didn't disturb you, glancing over every so often to make sure you were okay.

Eventually, of course, you two pulled into the driveway of the college dormitories. Shinsou took a deep breath, getting out and walking over to the other side, opening your door, unbuckling you, and kissed the top of your head before slipping an arm behind your back and under your knees to pick you up.

While you were in his arms, head against his shoulder while he walked through the long hallways, your eyes fluttered open and your breathing pattern changed.

"hey, love," he whispered, noticing the small changes. "do you wanna head back to my room? if not that's fine, i'm sure Kiri is already back at yours-"

"yours" you sleepily responded.

Another moment or two passed before he's open his door, going to his bedroom, his roommates right next to his. Hito set you down on his bed, you still half-asleep as he changed you out of your tight clothes, switching them out for a pair of (your/his) boxers and his hoodie, while he changed into a similar fit himself.

He pressed a gentle kiss to your lips, getting into his bed, lined with black sheets and blankets, minus the one stuffed white bear that you'd gotten him, that he let you sleep with when he housed you, and, that he slept with when he missed you; (although he'd never share that).

The boy pulled you on top of himself so you could lay on his chest, pulling an extra blanket over you while he ran his fingers up and down your back, the room dimly lit with nothing but the LED's strung around his ceiling that glew a midnight blue color, scrolling through his phone until you fell asleep, to which he grabbed the remote, turned the lights off, and relaxed; admiring you until his eyes grew heavy and his breathing slowed, and he joined your state, falling asleep with his arms draped around your lower back.

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