#Foldable ladders

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How A Ladder Can Make Your Work Easier

A ladder is a set of rungs or steps. There are two variants of the ladder: rigid ladders which are self-supporting and that may be leaned against a vertical surface such as a wall, and aluminum which may be hung from the top. Rigid ladders are generally moveable, but some types are permanently fixed to a building. They are usually made up of metal, wood, and fiberglass, but they have been known to be made of tough plastic.

Ladders are the most wanted love of every housewife. Either it is to clean spider houses or to make your child like a monkey. Every housewife loves it. And for men, it plays the role of lifesaver to climb it and find their long-lost files. The ladder plays a very crucial role in every house. Not just only in the houses but also in shops too. Ladders have all the capacity to make you go from zero to hero.

Aluminum Ladders

Aluminum is the most well-liked choice for ladders used in households because the leading features of aluminium ladders are that they have a high strength-to-weight ratio which makes an aluminum model easy to transport and store as well as less expensive to produce than ladders which made from other materials. Aluminum products, such as ladders, may weigh up as much as 50% less.

Folding Ladders

A folding ladder is a ladder that is in the form of the step ladder style with one or more but generally not more than three that’s one-way hinges. For this ladder, Storage is not a problem as it is packed together once folded and be able to be easily stowed away. You can use this on rough surfaces such as a flight of stairs. As this type of ladder is lightweight, this is extremely moveable and suitable to use.

Telescopic Ladder

Telescoping ladders are a more versatile, moveable, and convenient form of the traditional ladder. As opposed to a typical adjustable ladder and extension ladder, this ladder used patented technology to extend and lock by the foot to a user's desired height, making them enormously versatile. This is convenient to store which is due to their compact nature. This is less vulnerable to the elements which are partially due to storage, and partially due to their makeup. This is lightweight because of that it is easily carried and transported. This is highly versatile which is appropriate for several jobs. This has high safety standards which are due to the sturdy build.

Multipurpose ladder

Multipurpose ladders are versatile and can be used for any purpose. It can be changeable and adjustable into a variety of positions according to how users want to use it. Users can use them as a step ladder, low platform, workbench, and an extension ladder with standoff (L-shaped bend), and that’s all in one single ladder which is an easily stored package. We can use it as the single solution for all our ladder requirements as it is very easily adjustable to any type of ladder. It is cost-effective as it eliminates the need to buy a variety of ladders for different purposes. It reduces space requirements for storage as you can buy only a single ladder and as well as you can fold multi-purpose ladders, make them compact and convenient to move at the same time.

The most common household ladders that are used for home purposes are step-ladders in which aluminum ladders are very strong and that’s why the most preferred choice for home purposes. Ladders made up of aluminum are lightweight and non-corrosive

Different kinds of industrial ladders are used for various applications. Most industrial ladders are made up of metal because they are required to be durable. Aluminum ladders become very popular because they are lighter in weight as compared to steel ladders and that is also not affected by corrosion. Some of the commonly used industrial ladders are step ladders, extension ladders, folding ladders, and platform ladders.

In my opinion, ladders are the most useful, sensible, and most importantly motivational things a person could ask for. It gives you a light, a light of path for your journey.

Quality that we all desire and it can become from those who are experienced in their work. So here for you EQUAL in which the name itself expresses the right one. EQUAL is a solution provider based in Jaipur, Rajasthan. It is one of the leading manufacturers in India. With Experience of 20+ years, EQUAL provides high-quality Ladders all over India at the best price. It designs ladders that are made from stainless steel and aluminum. Its ladders are durable and cost effective and they meet all the safety regulations.

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ngl pop-up books are kind of like. fucked up magic to me. I literally watched how this man explained all the folds but then he started whipping out finished illustrated pop up books ( look sick as fuck) and my brain literally doesnt understand how they work

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Crafted from high-quality materials, this foldable aluminum ladder can support up to 150 kg, ensuring foldable aluminum ladder meets your heavy-duty needs. foldable aluminum ladder has anti-skid shoes and wide steps provide enhanced stability, allowing you to climb confidently. The ladder is fully assembled upon delivery, making a foldable ladder for homeeasy to use right out of the box. With a foldable aluminum ladder compact design, this foldable 4 step ladder can be easily stored when not in use, making a foldable step ladder ideal for any home. Experience the convenience and safety of the Premium Heavy Quality Foldable Step Ladder today!

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Rustic Solid Wood Ladder Foldable Decorative Plant Display Stand

Rustic Solid Wood Ladder Foldable Decorative Plant Display Stand

It’s a handmade product with a retro feeling, which is very lovely for a flower shop and bar home decor. The solid wood rack’s contemporary and stylish design is exactly the right combination for your home. Color:  Distressed color or Custom Material: China Fir, PVC Overall Dimension: 43.7″L x 6.7″W x 38.2″H (1110mmL x 170mmW […] https://ifttt.com/images/no_image_card.png…

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Beach Day with the Boys (Haikyu! x Reader) - Pt. 1

⋆ ♱˙𓆩☠︎︎𓆪˙♱ ⋆ feat: Bokuto Kōtarō, Kuroo Tetsurō (early relationship for both)fluff

word count: 988

a/n: i love the beach so much and i love the idea of what it would be like to go with them, so i will be writing for more of the guys soon enough, lmk if you would like to be apart for the taglist also if you have submitted a request recently, i promise ill get to them, ive got some nonserious family stuff going on thank you for being so patient w me 🫶🏼🫶🏼🫶🏼

likes, reblogs, and replies are always appreciated, thank you for taking the time to read my work :)

・❥・Bokotu Kōtarō・❥・

You and Bokuto are early to arriving at the beach, being the first one's there. Both of you wanted to stake out the best spot so you could set up the volleyball net. Bokuto was very insistent on it being in the perfect spot, making sure it far enough from the water and designated the seating area of the group. His focus about the whole thing made you laugh, you had never seen him so serious before. The guy even brought a rake to keep the area clean of anything that could injure anyone.

Once everyone arrives and unpacks their belongings, he’s eager to start a game. He chooses you as his partner and you are ecstatic. Together you dominate the sandy court with a mix of your amazing serves and his powerful spikes. After every point made, Bokuto can’t help but cheer loudly in triumph. His excitement rubbing off on others, making everyone smile.

After claiming victory, Bokuto pulls you up onto his shoulders, parading around the beach while chanting, “We are the champions!” His enthusiasm so infectious that onlookers start to clap and cheer for you.

Not surprisingly, Bokuto still has a lot of energy after the intense game so he suggests going swimming. He races you to the water; he lets you get ahead, and before you know it, you're swept off your feet and gently tackled into the waves. You laugh as you splash each other playfully. He challenges you to various water games, like who can hold their breath the longest or swim the fastest. Despite his competitive nature, he has very good sportsmanship. He will always cheer for you, regardless of who wins.

After playing in the water, you decide you want to relax and tan, while Bokuto gets in another game of volleyball. With every move he makes, his chiseled muscles glisten in the sun. You'd watch him play all day if you could.

After his match, he joins you on a beach blanket, taking a break to enjoy some fruit and cold drinks. The small talk between the both of you is enjoyable, talking about anything and everything you could think of.

As the sunset approaches, all the boys take initiative to get the bonfire going. Each person takes a seat on the logs surrounding the fire, taking turns roasting hot dogs and marshmallows, sharing funny stories about each other. Bokuto's laughter was joyful and loud, you couldn't help but smile at the sound.

When stars began to show up in the night sky, Bokuto and you excuse yourselves to take a walk down the beach. He reaches over and intertwines his fingers with yours, “I’ve had such an amazing time with you, today. You make everything so much more fun.. and I, um,” he pauses, his hand squeezes yours, “… I think I’m falling for you.” “I think I am too, Kou,” you give him a firm kiss, more than a peck but not too intense.

After his confession, you both head back to your spot and lay down on a blanket, gazing up at the stars. He pulls you closer to him, releasing a sigh of contentment. He couldn’t be happier to be surrounded by you and his friends on this wonderful, beachy day.

・❥・Kuroo Tetsurō ・❥・

When you get to the beach, Kuroo is eager and extremely prepared to get everything set up. He’s got a big canopy to sit under, a foldable table for the food, those reclining camping chairs, he’s got everything. Kuroo even brought multiple outdoor games like badminton, ladder ball, spikeball, and cornhole. He is prepared.

This man is so ready for the beach that he even brought water balloons. You didn’t even see him packing them so you were surprised when he pulled out a cooler full of them. “No, you didn’t,” you smiled as you started to grab some and back away. “Yes, I did.” He and you ran around the beach laughing, trying your best to hit each other with the colorful balloons.

After you won the war, you both sat at the table under the canopy, fixing up a plate of premade sandwiches and snacks. As you ate, you two discussed what your plans after eating were, with random conversation mixed in.

Kuroo suggests going for a walk along the shore to collect seashells. You each find some unique shells but the majority are common. Kuroo playfully pretends to find a super unique one, only to reveal another one of the common shells. You roll your eyes but still laugh at his antics.

Later, you go and swim by yourself to cool off, while Kuroo prepares to prank you. He digs a shallow hole in the sand, covering it with a towel. He lures you over, suggesting to sit with him. When you step on the towel, you sink into the hole as Kuroo laughs. He quickly gets up to help you out and apologizes, a mischievous smile on his face.

When sunset comes, Kuroo is already on top of making the fire. You expected to have to scavenge the beach for wood but, again, that man is prepared. He brought a whole case of those premade firelogs so you wouldn’t have to worry.

Kuroo looks at you, his usual playful demeanor turning serious, his features softly lit by the fire. He takes your hand with his, “Y/N, I know I joke a lot, but I want you to know I really care about you. Today was amazing because I got to share the day with you.” He hesitates a moment before leaning over to give you a soft kiss

Night arrives with beautiful stars shining in the sky. You and Kuroo lie on a blanket, gazing up at the stars. Kuroo points at various star clusters, naming them and sharing facts about each one. His passion and knowledge for the subject captivated you. You admired the smarty-pants side of his personality.

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Types of ladders in Bahrain

Types of ladders in Bahrain

A ladder is the most indispensable tool when you are into a business or own a home. Many find it not useful owing to its limited use or knowledge. People try to replace a ladder with other furniture that is often not safe. There are numerous suppliers of ladders in Bahrain. We at Falcon Trading have a wide range of ladders in Saudi Arabia that come in handy for residential and commercial…

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synopsis. gege ensures that you’ll never really get your satoru back.

wc. 750

"chairs?" you raised an eyebrow at ieiri who placed two foldable chairs down side by side, gesturing for you to take one. satoru’s glasses were resting on the top of her head.

"comfort,” she said like it was obvious. a tone so dismissive and natural it almost wasn’t like you were about to potentially watch satoru die. if you even saw him at al. “it's been a stressful few weeks thanks to this idiot getting himself locked up."

you scoffed. an understatement to say the least.

it had only been nineteen days, but in those nineteen days everything had gotten so so so much worse. you hadn’t even had the chance to give nanami the memorial he deserved and your heart ached at the loss of your close friend. your heart completely fragmented into pieces, however, when you thought of megumi and his current state as sukuna’s vessel.

you weren’t sure if you’d be able to look satoru in the eye.

“hey,” ieiri grabbed a hold of your hand that had balled itself into a tight fist, knuckles turning white. “this will work. we’ll be okay.”

you give her a tight-lipped smile back, gently squeezing her hand in response. if you opened your mouth, all that would come out would be another broken sob. ieiri was basically your sister, but to lose all four people you’d started this mess of a world with… you’re not sure you had it in you to cope.

satoru was your tether to sanity. you hated the jujutsu world — it was an inherently misogynistic society built upon pillars of conservative outlooks. satoru had become this beacon of what could be and offered you a glimpse of a world where curses don’t dominate your every decision.

to lose satoru would be to lose a star. he was the foundations that kept the crumbling world stood and without him there’d be anarchy. without him you’d have nothing to lose.

"jacob's ladder!"

you’re brought back to

"missed me?" that voice.

you spun on your heel and yes, gojo satoru, the man you loved was standing right there. his blindfold was gone and his uniform ripped apart but he seemed to be in one piece. you were terrified to touch him, to speak to him, to acknowledge him.

because in your dreams, the moment you believed he was real you woke up. you didn’t want to wake up again. you were almost catatonic.

“baby? you’re still with me?” he sounded like he was teasing you, an airiness in his tone that anyone with ears could pick up on. but his eyes told a different story.

he was worried — terrified even. neither of you thought you’d see the other again alive.

“can i touch you?” he asked when you failed to respond to him. it wasn’t inappropriate, satoru was just scared you’d run off. he’d never seen you so on edge in all the years you’d worked side by side.

you meekly nodded and he cupped your cheeks in his hands, leaning forward to press a kiss to your forehead. the second you felt his lips on yours and you didn’t find yourself sitting up straight into bed, the dam broke. you all but collapsed into satoru. your very real toru.

his reflexes were quick and he caught you by the waist, holding you to him as he tried to comfort you with sweet reassurances into your ear.

you wanted to apologise but no words beyond your quietening sobs could be formed. instead, you cling to his shirt instead, willing for this contact to never end so you’d never have to live another moment separated.

“i love you. never forget that,” satoru kissed your forehead again, lips lingering as he breathed in your shampoo — well, his. despite the fact the constant reminder of what you couldn’t have pained you, you used his shampoo and wore his clothes far too large for you to just to be able to smell him. you were doing everything in your power not to forget.

your pull back slightly, just enough for an inch or two of space to be created as you tilted your head up to your husband. he looked ethereal despite all that had happened.

you opened your mouth to ramble your congested thoughts (i love you toru, i’m sorry about megumi, please forgive me. i could never forget you) but a jarring sound as you stiffening and tightening your grip on satoru.

sukuna’s laugh shattered any glimpse of peace satoru had brought back to you.

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since you wanted more xxx

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Foldable aluminum ladder is perfect for any task. This foldable step ladder is compact and easy to store, making it an ideal foldable ladder for home use.

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𝐈 𝐃𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐦𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐇𝐞𝐚𝐯𝐞𝐧 (𝐕)

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"A lonely moon craving for the radiant sun." In which a certain girl catches the attention of a prideful billionaire playboy as they both attempt to find their way in the world. (I haven't seen many fics explore Bruce in his formative years, so I thought I'd share my take on them, of course with romance.)

wc: 1948

Seated on the uncomfortable foldable chairs lined out on the football field, y/n felt the sun’s heat scorch the skin of her face. Though she could do without the blistering rays of the afternoon, y/n was ecstatic about graduating. Diploma in hand, she impatiently waited for the ceremony to conclude so that she could finally relish graduating as valedictorian. 

The events of the day before still lingered in her mind, resurfacing at every passing mention of Bruce. But amid the celebration she attempted to keep her confusing emotions buried, hoping to keep them at bay until she was in the comfort of her own company. As she lost focus staring at the routine handshake every student was subject to, she thought of how mundane victory felt.

Beating all the rich pricks, despite their unlimited resources for education, was a feat she never thought herself capable of accomplishing. She was sure that by sophomore year her dreams would shatter as the entirety of the academy anticipated and encouraged her downfall, but somehow she had survived. Even better, she was at the top of the ladder. But there was no grand ceremony for her, no unimaginable riches and praise awaiting her, simply a firm handshake and a piece of paper to compensate for the hell.

Snapping her from the trance was a notification on her phone from Harvey, reading: “Come to my place after, we’re gonna celebrate big!”

y/n replied with a thumbs-up emoji and resumed her attention on the stage, now adorned with a small smile on her face. At least she always had Harvey to brighten her ever-dull life.

─── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ───

Hours passed and the excitement of graduation withered into a subtle dread for the future. Attending Harvey’s party had put a momentary smile on her face, as she enjoyed her first and only night of the rich life at his penthouse in Gotham Heights.

It was when she arrived at her dorm that the color had drained from her face. The eviction was an inevitability, for with no money to pay the school and no reason to stay, her dorm would be locked off. What she hadn’t expected was that they’d kick her out the minute she graduated, for all her possessions were piled outside the building.

y/n had enough problems to deal with already, for her feelings knotted her heart and head in a headache-inducing battle all day. But alas, finding a place to stay had to be her first priority. With only a wad of cash with which she had been running her expenses outside of the scholarship for the past few years, y/n set off to somewhere she knew she could afford, Park Row. 

There is no such thing as mercy or god where the lost reside. There is no love, no peace, and especially no quiet, only pain. The ones who stay and fight, who live in a perpetual state of alarm, who have fought the wars of the world within one block, are the ones left to rot under the heels of the rich. Or at least, that’s what most Gothamites say about the place.

Ironically, streets lined with spilled garbage, bloodied pavement, and withering people were the places y/n felt the most safest. She knew the dangers that lurked in the shadows better than those in the light, plain old violence and death were much easier to resist than the schemes of the false pantheon in the Heights. 

She had gone to her old home to find refuge, for she knew it would be just as vacant as it had been before she left for the Academy. Walking up the broken steps of the narrow apartment building, y/n headed to find the landlord. As she made her way down the hallway of the second floor, something in the corner of her eye caught her sight.

A man was strung up with ropes looped around his wrists. The beds of his fingers where his nails were meant to be, were coated in a thick layer of dried blood. His head hung low, but y/n could see the purple bruising around his eyes and the scars adorning his forehead. Bits of hair had been pulled out, leaving small bald patches riddled along his scalp. The man’s clothes were torn, leaving only pieces of the garment clinging to his sweat-covered chest and legs. 

This was a torture of passion, not necessity and by involving herself in the ordeal, she’d be next. The sight was initially jarring, for it had been years since y/n had witnessed such inhumanity, but every minute she spent in the wretched space, staring at the man, the more she became numb to it. 

“ Falcone…” She heard the man whisper the name as if that would save him. Lucky for him, it intrigued y/n enough to abandon her sense of preservation and walk toward him.

“What about Falcone?” y/n inquired, taking light footsteps as she cautiously entered the open doorway.

He took a deep breath in, sounding more like a dying animal than a human. “He-” the man wheezed, coughing blood for a minute before revealing, “... usin’ tunnels to child–. ” The man began to cough more violently this time, but as she waited for him to regain his composure y/n began to piece together part of the operation. Falcone was most likely using the tunnels that Bruce and her escaped from, under Sionis Steel Mill to transport something to children. But what? The drugs that Bruce had mentioned? Here? To kids? Why kids? So many questions, but none could be answered, for the man seemed to have killed himself, choking on his own blood. Hurrying out of the room, y/n went to find the landlord again, this time occupied by what Falcone’s intention was, selling drugs to children, and what role she had in his scheme. 

─── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ───

y/n had gotten her apartment, now she had to find work. Preferably tonight, for she knew the jobs here gave quick cash and she’d already spent all her money on the deposit. Heading, to Pauli’s diner she felt the weight on her shoulders fall for a second. In the crisp cool of the evening air, consumed by the darkness she had long been acquainted with, y/n felt free . 

That was until a familiar voice echoed from the shadows of the dimly lit street.  “Long time no see.” 

She didn’t need to see a face to know the voice, for its haunting presence had comforted her on lonely nights. The voice of her first friend. “Selina.”

She could almost feel the other girl’s mouth twist into a cheshire grin at the acknowledgment. Without wasting another second, y/n lunged forward onto the silhouette before her, entrapping Selina into a heartwarming embrace. Surprised at first, Selina hesitated before reciprocating the action. Her taut muscles softened, her eyes closed, and long-held tears slipped. 

“So, this means you’re staying?” Selina began, leaning out of the hug and holding y/n's shoulders.

“If you mean having to move back to this shithole, then yeah, I’m staying.”

“I’m sorry, but I told you. You can’t get out of Gotham the right way. Beg, borrow, and steal–that’s our way.”

“Not the night Selina. Give me a few days to wallow in self-pity before I even consider doing things that way.”

Rolling her eyes, Selina smiled. It seemed as though they had never separated, as if almost a decade hadn’t passed since their separation. Her y/n hadn’t changed and that was all that mattered.

“How about we catch up at the Iceberg? I got VIP access.” Selina suggested, swinging an arm around y/n as they started to walk.

y/n chuckled at Selina’s comment, sure that the girl was going to sneak them into the lounge. Somehow, all this mayhem, crime, and carelessness, felt more like home than a safe and tidy dormitory. She was glad, that despite having fallen from grace temporarily, she could always lean back on something, or rather, someone. After all, Selina was her family. 

As they made their way to the Iceberg lounge, y/n discussed her developed distaste for the finer things in life, ruined by the obnoxious dispositions of her classmates. She enthused about Harvey, and how he had been like a diamond in the rough. She gloated about her academic accomplishments, ending by telling Selina that she’d be heading to Harvard in the fall. Though there was much more to tell, namely about the Falcone situation and her relationship with Bruce, y/n stayed quiet for she didn’t want Selina to get caught up in the mess.

“Looks like we’re here.” y/n pointed, gazing at the tremendously long line in front of her. Selina walked to the back end of the building, where the dumpster was located. Following suit, y/n saw a back door entrance left slightly ajar. Selina made her way towards it, slipping inside and then holding the door for y/n to come. 

The two had stepped into the bar section of the Iceberg, with classy aristocrats gossiping in every corner. A subtle jazz ambiance played in the background, with live singers taking turns performing. Men and women were dressed in Balenciaga, Gucci, and other brands y/n had never even heard of. In her plain baggy clothes, she felt like a beggar in front of them.

Noticing the defeated look in her friend’s eyes, Selina grabbed y/n's hand and led her to the coat room. There she opened an obscure, hidden cupboard–probably a collection of goods that Selina had stolen from her time here–and pulled out two elegant black dresses.

“No way.” y/n began, ready to protest wearing stolen goods, but Selina insisted.

In all honesty, y/n wanted to indulge in the riches she had only ever seen. To some extent, Selina had been right. Every day she would see children decked in the newest fashion, even Harvey, but never once was she gifted anything more pricey than a $30 dress from him. Maybe it was time to enact some real change in her life, for if she stayed a pushover, who knows what the next Wilcox could do to her?

Making their way out of the room, dressed in their new attire, the two girls immediately began drinking. After a few hours there, midnight having long passed, y/n was ready to pass out. Her eyes could barely manage to remain open, as she held her head in her hands. Selina, who had failed to coax y/n to stop drinking, just sat there to chaperone her now. She must have taken her eyes off of y/n's sleepy form for only a moment, but when she turned back, her friend seemed to have been trapped in a stranger’s arms. 

“Hey man, what the hell are you doing?” She shouted, holding the stranger’s arm to prevent him from leaving.

He glared at her, only showing the side of his face as he brushed Selina off in one swift motion and continued toward the exit with y/n leaning onto him, too drunk to realize what was happening. 

Selina ran in front of him, blocking the exit with her body. The stranger ignored her, turned to one of the guards, and with the flick of his free wrist, the guard made his way over to Selina, picked her up, and threw her out the back entrance. 

The girl wasn’t about to give up y/n, not after getting her back after so much time, but before she could make another move, Selina felt cool metal wrap around her wrist and click.

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Unpacking the Cozy

Seishiro Nagi x reader

Flufftober Day 10

WC: 1.2k 

~You and Nagi have planned a cozy night of watching game footage, so it’s the perfect time to bring out your fall blanket collection.

It’s Time…

You throw open the door to your linen closet with vigor and let your gaze drag from the rows and rows of folded towels and extra toiletries upwards to what many may consider to be heaven. 

Stacks on stacks of warm-toned blankets look down at you, their fluffy bodies pressed against the thin layer of see-through plastic from their bins. You look up at them with a welcome smile on your face; it’s finally time to bring out your fall blanket collection.

You and your boyfriend, Seishiro Nagi, have some pretty serious plans later involving takeout and watching game footage, so tonight is the perfect time to cozy up in your collection. 

The light gray foldable step ladder is quickly unfolded and set up so you can reach that top shelf and start tossing them over every plush surface in your home. 

The even larger bins of winter-themed blankets stare back at you longingly, but it’s not quite time for that yet. 

It’s Fall’s time to shine…

You unfold and unpack blankets covered in leaves and pumpkins, ghosts, and ghouls. They seem to smile at you as you drape them over the previously plain-looking L-shaped sofa. Your hand runs over the different fabrics absentmindedly. Each blanket’s unique fluffiness calls to you with a desire to wrap around you two lovebirds and keep you cozy on this blustery day. 

By the time the task is finished, the living room looks more like a nest. And you haul the much lighter, now empty plastic bins back to the closet where they belong. 

Knock, knock, knock. 

An abrupt knocking sound from your front door causes you to pause your task momentarily. 

‘I’m coming.” you call, sliding the last bin back on its shelf. You leap off of the stool quickly, and you nearly slip your way across the hardwood flooring in your flannel-printed socks. 

Your oversized fall-themed wreath covers most of your peephole, but you are able to make out a familiar-looking tuft of white hair between the leaves and plastic pumpkins. Excitement rushes through your body as you practically throw open the front door to a familiar sight. 

Seishiro looks utterly exhausted as he clings to his best friend and fellow teammate Reo’s back. His gray eyes blink up at you, and even through the tired haze, you can clearly see affection in his gaze. 

He reaches a long arm out towards you, making a weak little grabby hand for you to take; your heart flutters as you do so, taking his larger and kinda, clammy hand in your own, “Hi,” he mumbles, lifting his head in greeting before plopping it back down on Reo’s back. 

The purple-haired man greets you with a carefree smile. “Hey, Y/n, what’s going on?”

You can’t help but smile as you open the door wider to let the two men inside. “I’m doing good, but you guys look exhausted; what happened at training today.”

“Fitness testing.” Nagi groans. “It’s such a pain.”

“Says the guy who scored in the top three in every category.” Reo huffs, biting the inside of his cheek. “So, where should I drop him?”

“Just plop him on the floor,” you tease, knowing that if your boyfriend were to hit the couch right now, he would be out like a light and would not shower at all before your cozy night in.”

Reo obliges, plopping Nagi carefully down on the carpet. “Off you go, Nagi, I gotta get going.”

“Thanks for bringing him in,” you say as the center-back looks down at his ridiculously expensive wristwatch. 

“Yeah, no problem.” He says, “I gotta run, but I’ll see you guys later.” rushing out the door without giving you a chance to say goodbye; the door closes softly behind him

Nagi, still on the floor, looks up at you, not bothering to hide the jealous twinkle in his stormy gaze. “It’s getting cold in here. I feel like we are gonna freeze to death.” 

“Of come on, it’s not that co-” you are cut off by a strong gust of wind that blows the front door open. Chilly fall air spills into your once cozy living space and sends many a shiver down your spine. 

“This is it,” Nagi mumbles, too lazy to move. “This is where I die.”

“Aren’t you the dramatic one,” you laugh, rushing over to the doorway. Pushing on the heavy wood against the wind to shut it. It fights against you, and the freezing wind bites at you in a vicious attack. 

From the floor, you hear the white-haired man call up at you amusedly, “You’re doing great.” His teasing gives you the strength you need to shut the damn door all the way. With a grunt and a sigh that rivals Seishiro’s overdramatics from earlier, you push forward until the door slams shut in your direction. 

“Th- Thanks for the help.” you pant, locking the deadbolt and glaring daggers at your lovingly lazy soccer star.

“I was going to,” his cheeks puff up in a pout. “But you looked like you had it covered.”

You roll your eyes and go to ruffle his slightly wind-tangled hair. “Whatever, just go shower so we can watch the game.”

“Oh come on, I’m not even that sweaty,” he pleads, and frustratingly enough, he’s right. It’s not fair how the Pro-Footballer can finish a grueling two-hour training session without breaking a sweat.  

But you persist, “Go shower. I just brought out all the fall blankets, and I refuse to have them smell like your smelly cleats and grass.

“We practiced on turf,” he mumbles. 

“Seishiro…”

“Fine, I’m going, I’m going.” he sighs, reaching a hand out for you to help him up. You do so, lifting his practically dead weight off of the floor with a lovesick smile. On his feet, he leans against you with a happy smile on his face. “I missed you today.”

His weight is comfortable against you, and you hug him back. “Me too

~

You are completely smothered in your blanket collection as Nagi comes back into the living room. His cheeks are rosy from the hot water, and the ends of his hair look a bit damp, but at least he is out of those damn soccer clothes. 

“Looks comfy,” he sighs before not-so-gracefully flopping on top of you. The cool, minty scent of his body wash invades your senses as he snuggles closer to you, the source of warmth. 

The attack of cuddles paired with the mass of blankets around you makes you realize just how tired you are, and your eyes go wide in panic. “Wait, maybe we shouldn’t get so comfy; we still have a game to watch, don’t we?” you say the last part weakly, your mind already giving into Nagi’s embrace as the veil of sleep seems to cover you. 

He cups your face and looks at you with lidded eyes, “Let’s watch a movie instead,” he murmurs, picking up your little black remote. “We both know we won’t be watching the game.”

His logic is sound enough for your sleepy brain, and you let your eyes close for just a second. Darkness surrounds you, and you feel the rumbling of your Love's chest as you slump against him. The last thing you feel before sleep takes you is the gentle press of his lips against your forehead.

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