Wrapped in the warmth of each other's arms, Shinji and Yumi lay on their bed, their bodies pressed close as they shared quiet laughter, kisses, and tender touches.
Yumi let out a soft sigh as he nuzzled against Shinji's chest, his cheeks warm with a rosy blush. Shinji, smirking as always, ran his fingers lazily down Yumi's back, his touch both teasing and comforting.
"You're blushing again," Shinji whispered, pressing his lips against Yumi's forehead.
"Hmph…" Yumi pouted, turning his face slightly to the side. "It's your fault."
"Oh? And how exactly is it my fault?" Shinji teased, shifting so that he could look directly into Yumi's eyes.
"B-Because you're always like this…" Yumi murmured, his voice barely above a whisper.
"Like what?" Shinji grinned, already knowing the answer but wanting to hear Yumi say it.
Yumi hesitated, pressing his lips together in a thin line. "You tease me so much… and then—then you act all soft and affectionate like this…" His fingers curled against Shinji's chest as he spoke, feeling the steady rhythm of his heartbeat.
Shinji chuckled, his breath warm against Yumi's cheek. "So you're saying you like it?"
Yumi buried his face into Shinji's shoulder. "I-I didn't say that…"
"You didn't have to," Shinji said smugly, squeezing Yumi's waist and pulling him even closer.
The bed was warm, the world outside forgotten. Their bodies fit together perfectly, as if they were made to be in each other's arms.
His gaze softened as he brushed Yumi's hair back, tucking a loose strand behind his ear. "You're beautiful, you know that?"
Yumi's face turned a deeper shade of red. "S-Shut up… you always say stuff like that out of nowhere…"
"That's because it's true," Shinji said, his voice serious this time. "And I'll keep saying it for the rest of our lives."
Yumi bit his lip, his heart swelling at the words. "You're such a flirt," he muttered, but the way he tightened his hold on Shinji's arm told a different story.
Shinji leaned in, pressing a lingering kiss to Yumi's lips, slow and full of warmth. When he pulled away, he rested his forehead against Yumi's.
"So… how's our little one doing?" Shinji murmured, placing a hand on Yumi's stomach.
Yumi smiled softly, placing his own hand over Shinji's. "Good… I think. Sometimes I can feel little flutters. It's still early, but it makes me so happy."
Shinji's gaze was filled with something deeper than love—it was awe. "I still can't believe it," he admitted, his thumb brushing gently against Yumi's skin. "We're going to be parents."
Yumi giggled. "You sound nervous."
"Of course I'm nervous," Shinji said, shaking his head with a smile. "But I'm also excited. I want to be a good father."
Yumi's heart melted at the sincerity in his voice. He reached up, cupping Shinji's face in his hands. "You already are. You're the best husband, and you'll be the best dad too."
Shinji exhaled, closing his eyes briefly before kissing Yumi's palm. "As long as I have you by my side, I can do anything."
Yumi felt tears prick at the corners of his eyes, but they weren't sad tears. He had never felt this loved, this safe, this… complete.
Shinji suddenly smirked. "By the way, I was thinking…"
Yumi blinked. "About what?"
Shinji's fingers traced slow circles on Yumi's waist. "Since we can't do certain things right now…"
Yumi instantly turned red. "D-Don't even say it!"
Shinji chuckled. "Come on, I was just wondering if you had any ideas."
Yumi covered his face with his hands. "You're such a pervert!"
Shinji laughed, gently pulling Yumi's hands away from his face. "But you love me anyway."
Yumi huffed. "Unfortunately."
Shinji kissed his nose. "Don't lie. You adore me."
Yumi grumbled, but the smile on his lips gave him away. "Maybe a little…"
Shinji's grin widened. "That's my Yumi."
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Shinji smirked, rubbing his cheek against Yumi's hair, inhaling his scent. "You're so warm," he murmured, his voice low and teasing. "Like a little heater."
Yumi let out a small whimper, his fingers tightening against Shinji's back. "I-I can't help it… you keep holding me so close."
"That's because I don't want to let you go," Shinji whispered against his ear, sending a shiver down Yumi's spine.
Yumi's face was practically on fire now. "You always say embarrassing things like that…" he muttered, pressing his forehead against Shinji's chest to hide his face.
Shinji chuckled. "And you love it."
Yumi huffed but didn't argue. Instead, he nuzzled against Shinji's skin, his lips brushing against his collarbone. He could feel Shinji's heartbeat, steady and strong. It was comforting.
Shinji, noticing the affectionate gesture, grinned. "Oh? Getting bold now, aren't we?"
Yumi jerked back slightly, looking up at him with wide eyes. "N-No! I was just—"
Before he could finish, Shinji leaned down, capturing his lips in a slow, deep kiss. Yumi's protests melted into a soft moan as Shinji's arms tightened around him, pulling him even closer.
Their lips moved in sync, slow and teasing, filled with warmth. Shinji's hand trailed down Yumi's back, fingers grazing the curve of his waist. Yumi shivered at the touch, his breath hitching as he felt Shinji smirk against his lips.
"You're so sensitive," Shinji teased, pulling away just enough to look into Yumi's eyes.
Yumi's lips were slightly swollen, his chest rising and falling unevenly. "S-Shut up…"
Shinji laughed, kissing the tip of his nose. "Never."
Yumi pouted, but the happiness in his eyes betrayed him. He loved this. Loved the way Shinji held him, teased him, made him feel wanted and cherished.
Shinji ran a hand through Yumi's hair, brushing a few strands away from his face. "You look really happy right now."
Yumi bit his lip, nodding shyly. "I am…" He glanced down at his stomach, placing a gentle hand over it. "Because of you… and our baby."
Shinji's teasing expression softened. He reached down, placing his hand over Yumi's, feeling the warmth beneath his palm. "We're really doing this, huh?"
Yumi smiled. "Yeah… we are."
Shinji pressed his forehead against Yumi's. "I can't wait to meet them."
Yumi giggled. "You're going to spoil them, aren't you?"
Shinji smirked. "Absolutely. Just like I spoil you."
Yumi groaned. "That's not something to be proud of."
Shinji kissed him again, cutting off any further complaints. Yumi melted into it, his fingers curling against Shinji's shoulders, holding him close.
As they pulled away, Shinji smirked. "Now, where were we?"
Yumi blushed, knowing exactly what he meant. But he didn't mind. Not one bit.
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END OF CHAPTER : 7 : WARMTH IN EACK OTHER'S ARMS