Canon: Remove if not applicable.Kouen was in the middle of vacuuming the floor in his and Mu's bedroom when suddenly, there was a pair of arms wrapping around his shoulders, and a face planting itself in his hair. The taller man's chest pressed against his back, and his weight almost made him double over, because he seemed to be dead weight. "I'm hooome..." Mu yawned into his hair, and Kouen tried to straighten up, to no avail. "I can tell," he remarked, not even able to turn off the vacuum cleaner. Mu had been pulling an all-nighter at the station and now that he was coming home, it was well past into the late afternoon. Kouen swatted at him with the hand he could free, trying to get his husband to let go. "Just go to bed, moron," he ordered, pushing at Mu's head when the man only buried his face further into his hair, so Kouen couldn't hear his mumbling.
"I said go to bed, you big baby!" Kouen scoffed, trying to elbow Mu in the stomach but not getting any power into the blow. He let out an undignified squeak in surprise when he was suddenly falling. Thankfully, they landed on the bed - newly made with fresh sheets chosen by siblings who had been giggling over patterns of purple unicorns and anime idols - and his fall was extra cushioned by the firm chest behind (beneath) him, but it didn't stop the air from escaping him, and it took a few moments for him to regain it.
While he did, Mu rolled over so they were laying side by side, and he pulled the shorter man up against his body, Kouen's back once more tightly pressed against his chest, and Kouen flailed feebly for a few seconds. "I said that you should go to bed, not that we both should do it," he grumbled, and Mu chuckled softly into his hair. "Just give me a few with you like this, my precious," he murmured tiredly. Kouen heard him take deep breaths into his hair, and he shifted his arm so it was laying more comfortably. "You're not bothered by the noise?" he asked, meaning the still running vacuum cleaner. Mu shook his head once, just barely. "Too tired to," he replied. "Then let go and just go to bed properly," Kouen said. Mu completely ignored his words, continuing to hold him close and sleepily mumbling more words. "I just want my beautiful sunshine with me for a while, you know..." Fondly, Kouen sighed, and put a hand on one of Mu's. "You're the one who's the sunshine, stupid snuggle-bear."
He heard a sudden muffled snort of a laugh from the doorway, and looked up to see Asha covering her mouth with both hands. Apparently, that entirely private nickname that he only used rarely and thought up when he was still pretty much a kid, was very amusing. He scowled at her, noticing that Mu wasn't paying attention, which meant that the man had fallen asleep which meant that Kouen was going to be stuck like this for a while. "Not a word, young lady," he commented, and he would deny any comment on how warm his cheeks were then. Asha just nodded, laughter glowing in her eyes. So Kouen nodded towards the vacuum cleaner. "If you could turn that off," he said. and she shrugged and did as asked. When she finally dropped her hand from her mouth, it was clear that she was still amused. "You owe me one, bro," she said, and he was sure she more meant he owed her for keeping the nickname secret, more than she meant turning off the machine.
He sighed deeply, dropping his head onto the crisp bed sheets. Great... Well, he could deal with Asha later. It wasn't like he could do it right now, anyway, since he was stuck. He had no choice but to settle back against his husband and hope that he would be able to fall asleep, since he couldn't even turn around and watch the man's sleeping face.
Though he guessed, there were worse things he could do during an evening.