"Woof."

"You're gonna get your pillow wet."

"I don't need to sleep in bed."

Ryō rolls his eyes and ambushes Towa with a towel to rub his hair drier. He's maybe a bit more forceful than he needs to be.

Joke's on him, Towa likes being manhandled.

Joke's on Towa, Ryō likes manhandling him.

...how much, exactly...?

"Down, boy. It's five in the morning."

"So we have the whole day ahead of us."

He rolls his eyes again and doesn't dignify that with a response, choosing to instead march Towa towards their bedroom.

(Originally his bedroom; he'd given Towa his own to start with because he didn't want to be overbearing, but Towa was having none of it and kept climbing into his bed. He had absolutely no complaints.)

Towa's instincts here would be to make F- Ryō work for it, but he is actually kind of exhausted and doesn't really have the energy for it.

(It's really very silly that it took him this long to decide to call Ryō by his personal name. He just got really used to not doing it, he guesses. And the fact that it's not even Ryō's family name—it's an assumed one (just like Towa's), because Ryō didn't want anything to do with his biological family (just like Towa)—made it not really register to his brain the same way family names usually do.)

So Ryō places Towa on the bed then walks around it to climb in himself.

He reaches under his bedside table for a little box in which he keeps his eye patches and offers Ryō one, then lifts his bangs to give better access.

He applies it then leans forward and kisses Towa's eyebrow.

"...you're being very affectionate today."

"Should I not be?"

"Do whatever you want."

He reaches down for Towa's hand then lifts the finger with the ring to his lips to kiss that, too. "I have great reason to be."

"So am I the woman?"

"—hm?"

"You don't have a ring."

"...oh."

"'Oh'?"

"I—hadn't really thought."

Towa shrugs and lets himself fall onto the mattress. On his side, so he's facing his lover. "I don't care. I don't know the first thing about rings."