Titel: take the night train
Fandom: Kamen Rider Ex-Aid
Pairing: Houjou Emu / Kujou Kiriya
They had greatly underestimated the traffic of night-time travelers.
Take the night train, they said. You won’t need a seat reservation anyways, they said. Apparently, a few dozen other people shared the same idea and now the night train was jam-packed.
Emu sighed, clearly annoyed. A trip on a crowded train for a couple of hours was the last thing on his mind.
“Hey, Emu!” Somewhere in the crowd, Kiriya called out for him. Emu squeezed his way through the mass of people and found his boyfriend occupying a single seat unit (he really was a miracle worker) and motioned Emu to sit on his lap.
“I’m not taking no for an answer.”
“I can—woooah!” Emu yelped in surprise as Kiriya yanked his arm and he found himself very much in the arms (and on the lap) of his lover. “Really now?”
“Better get used to it ‘cause I’m not letting you go.”
“Honestly…” Emu sighed for the umpteenth time, but this time around he could feel his spirits being lifted. He leaned in and relaxed his body against Kiriya’s chest who in turn closed his eyes and rested his head on Emu’s shoulder. Their bodies fit perfectly against each other as if two halves of the same piece were put together.
“Mommy, Mommy! Look!” A small girl, probably around first grade, pointed at the couple. Her mother shushed her, embarrassment written all over her face, and pulled her daughter to her side. Whatever the mother discussed with the little girl did not reach Emu’s ears; his anxiety grew nonetheless.
“Don’t.” Kiriya tightened his embrace. “I said I’m not lettin’ you go.”
Emu nodded in response, not sure what else he should say or do, so he simply let the silence pass. Not more than a couple of minutes later a sweet, young voice called out for him: “Hey mister.”
Emu looked to his side and found the same girl from before. “Is uncle sick?”
Kiriya flinched and Emu almost laughed at the girl’s innocent question. Almost.
“Don’t worry, sweety,” Emu answered in a calm voice. “But why do you think he was sick?”
“Cause whenever I’m feeling bad, I always hug my biiiig fluffy teddy bear like uncle!”
The scowl Emu heard was definitively not his imagination.
“You see.” Emu started to explain. “Just like in games, you get really tired when your energy bar is almost empty, right? That is why uncle here is recharging his batteries.”
“Then these will help!” The little girl stretched her arms and handed Emu a couple of fruit bonbons. “I get loooots of energy whenever I eat one!”
“Haha, I see.” Emu patted the girl’s hand and gladly accepted her present. She giggled, happy about her good deed and hopped back to her seat next to her mother.
“But she gave us these.”
“Uncle doesn’t want them.” Oh someone was sulking. Now if that wasn’t endearing.
“Hey, at least she didn’t call you grandpa. That’s a win.”
“Emu, I really love you, but right now I hate you.”
Emu laughed and popped the candy in his mouth. The sugary taste of strawberry and vanilla would always remind him of this vacation, the little girl and an adorably cute Kiriya.