#my fanon miwa is not afraid of noritoshi

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kyoto kids don't often gather in full for some kind of movie on a projector in the living room (but they love such cozy evenings): 

wrapped in plaids on the floor, mai usually puts momo's head on her lap. her cool hands remove scrunchies and gently massage the scalp, and then comb the long strands with a wooden comb. mai snorts with satisfaction when she hears momo's sarcastic comments about what is happening on the screen 

noritoshi is sitting relaxed on the sofa. glasses have slipped down on the tip of his nose. he is dozing, pressed on both sides, like a source of heat, favored by impudent cats. kasumi sleeps with nose buried in his collarbone, her arms wrapped around his waist like a koala hugging bamboo, and kokichi has shaggy head on his shoulder, fingers lazily playing with scrunchie on noritoshi's wrist. noritoshi doesn't mind, he even likes to feel the weight of their bodies on him (i like this ot3 rareship) 

arata in a large yellow hoodie comfortably sitting with his feet in a corner armchair. he periodically glanced at the vibrating phone and sighed (his sister sent him a lot of voice messages, but he doesn't have headphones with him to listen them) 

todo was sitting in a bag chair with a moisturizing mask on his face, it was unusual to see him so calm and relaxed, and he managed to eat cucumber circles with chamomile tea before anyone sees (i have hc that todo believed in the relaxing power of spa evenings. he knows about face masks that takada-chan uses, and drinks chamomile tea of the same brand (at one of the fan-meetings, takada-chan slowly dictated names of cosmetics so that girls standing in front of todo had time to write them down) i find it funny)