You can ease up a little, I’m not going to judge you. Leon peeks up at him from his chest, bright eyes cutting through whatever darkness rests between them. Raihan doesn’t turn away the affection, instead embracing him meekly in return. He turns to him and steps into him, surprising him by catching him in a hug. “Oh hush up, ahaha! Oh, Raihan…” he trails off after letting his laugh fade out. The gesture catches Raihan off guard, heart fluttering a little in his chest. He leans happily into Raihan’s touch, smiling up at him and letting his eyes close. You’ve got enough to deal with, don’t you? Besides, aren’t you a little overdressed for cleaning?” Raihan chuckles, patting Leon atop his head with one wide palm. “What? No, I couldn’t ask that of you, Lee. “Do you want a hand with it? I don’t mind.”
I don’t always feel like cleaning, either!” Leon chuckles, playing off the comment and hoping it brings Raihan some momentary comfort. Leon clearly doesn’t care, shrugging at Raihan’s apology. Been too tired.” Raihan doesn’t bother turning on the light, worried about Leon seeing that he hasn’t kept up with housework.
Haven’t been feeling up to cleaning lately. Raihan closes the door behind the two of them, shrinking down and letting his shoulders sink at Leon seeing the state of his home.
#Raihan weakness full#
Leon beams with all the intensity of the full light of the sun and saunters inside. He awkwardly and somewhat shamefully opens the door to the dark dwelling. Deep down, he doesn’t want him to leave, anyway. Raihan knows that trying to shut Leon out is no use. Have you been sleeping, then?” Leon knows the answer to that question as well, but asks anyway. Still, he doesn’t press too hard and offers a warm smile instead. Just been tired is all.” He oversimplifies, not wanting to explain the mental burden of feeling overwhelmed by existing. They’ve spent enough time together for Leon to be entirely aware of Raihan’s habit to vanish entirely for weeks at a time in the off-season. Despite the pleasantries, both of them know what’s going on and both of them knows the other knows it. Raihan has to take a moment to process this, fully expecting to be chastised for all the missed calls and messages left unread on his phone. Everything alright?” Leon seems delighted. Did I wake you? Hadn’t heard from you in a while and I came by to check on you. Leon doesn’t seem to mind, his face lighting up at getting a response. “Did you need something, Lee?” His voice is gruffer and less patient than he’d imagined it sounding in his head when he’d rehearsed it in his head on the way to the door.
#Raihan weakness crack#
Shuffling to his feet, he skitters over to the door, carefully pulling it open just a crack to peek out at his friend and rival. There’s some sinking sense of shame in his chest over the state of his flat, but he knows he can’t leave Leon standing there. “Rai, come on, it’s only me.” Leon calls again, knocking for what Raihan knows will be the last time if he doesn’t get up and answer him. What day is it? He blinks, but can’t come up with an answer.
#Raihan weakness free#
He finally breaks free of his frozen state of panic after what seems like an eternity, scooping up the stale snacks and tossing them in a nearby bin without so much as standing up. Various odds and ends litter the floor around him in the middle of his living area. He finally wills his eyes away from the label on the bag of junk food to take in his surroundings. Raihan’s panic subsides slightly as he recognizes Leon. “Raihan?” A familiar voice calls out from the other side.
His state of panic leaves him stunned and motionless as his eyes choose to return to focus on the text on the side of an open bag of crisps that sits beside him on the floor. How long has he been like this? His mind races for the answer to that question, even though it wasn’t asked. Suddenly, as if the world had rematerialized around him, he scrambles up onto his knees, eyes still not having fully returned to reality. Raihan is pulled from his thoughts by the sound of a gentle rapping against the outside of his door.
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