[ His eyes can't help but flutter closed at the feeling of Haruaki's hand in his hair. Such a simple, childish joy, and yet it's one he won't hesitate to accept. Especially not now, when his inhibitions are slowly, steadily being washed away by the promise of sleep. ]

If I'm really allowed to be selfish in this hypothetical...I want you there when I find it.

[ He nestles in just a little closer. ]

That's what I want more than anything.