#i can't stop picturing both sora and mugi staring at natsume and his s/o

[nyaitsu-writes]

congrats on 100!! this is my first time requesting anything i’m kind of nervous hehe ;; would it be okay to ask for natsume + 55 for the event? ty and take care of urself!! (๑>◡<๑)

nonnie, you're so sweet and this was so cute to write ; w ; <3 600 words of yearning and a really sweet reunion (*/ω＼*) the natsumeP in my heart is pretty pleased hehehe

✧ natsume + 55: I missed you… a lot ✧

Seeing Switch becoming more and more successful filled you with pride. You had seen everyone’s hard efforts to turn the small unit into what it was now, with all the sleepless nights and weeks of rehearsal in between.

They had recently got a proposal for a tour around the country. A tour of all things, you were ecstatic. And even if that meant seeing Natsume less and less, you were fine with that. As his partner, you wanted to support each and every step of his career, to see him being the best version of himself doing what truly made him happy.

Of course, you two had done your best to keep close contact all these days. Texting, video chatting at every single free moment. At the end of the day, you would get a long good night call where he would ask you about your day, telling you some silly little stories about the tour. About how fast Sora is improving, about how much Tsumugi is annoying him (even if he doesn’t look that annoyed).

… about how he missed having you at his side.

He wouldn’t say it like that but there was an underlying tone in his words as he rested against his pillow, holding his phone with one hand as he talked to you. Natsume had a slightly lonely look in his eyes, even if he always lit up as soon as you started talking again.

No matter how much you could see him through a screen, it just wasn’t enough: you missed having the real thing there. It was getting to the point where you even missed his teasing, the slightly devilish remarks as he sneaked a hand to your waist and pressed a kiss just close enough to your lips but not quite.

You even missed the forehead flicks.

Oh, it was getting bad.

And so, on the day of everyone’s arrival back home, you didn’t think twice and headed for the meeting spot first thing in the morning. Maybe it was a bit silly, waiting in front of the building where there was more than an hour before their arrival but you couldn’t wait any more.

One hour.

Half an hour.

Ten minutes.

You’re already strolling up and down the place, checking his last message. “Almost there”. Clutching your phone to your chest, you sigh and keep waiting, anxiously. What are you supposed to do when you see him after so many weeks? Greet him? Kiss him?

Both?

Maybe that is the reason that when you see a familiar redheaded shadow get off from the bus you’re running full speed to him, ambushing him and pretty much throwing yourself into his arms. Natsume’s face goes all the way from surprise to softly embarrassed as your sudden energy makes both of you spin around.

“Hey” his voice comes out as a soft breath, messy locks of red and white tickling your face. He breaks into a soft laugh as you keep staring into his face, “Looks like someone was eager to see me.”

“I couldn’t wait any longer...” You mumble, even if it isn't much of an excuse as it was an expression of your feelings. As Natsume keeps a steady hold of your waist you move one of your hands from the nape of his neck to his cheek, “I needed to touch you.”

Soon, a soft shade of red that you missed so much is enveloping his whole face, amber eyes looking to the side.

“Oh wow, look who became even needier.” He’s trying to play it cool but won’t look you in the eye, one of his fingers tapping against the small of your back. Clearing his throat, six unexpected words make your entire day as he presses you against his chest.

“I missed you too… a lot.”