Omori Oneshots!

Touchy-Feely.

Summary: Sunny hasn't had a hug in a little over four years.
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It'd been seven months since Sunny told the truth and moved away. He'd had trouble adjusting to his new routine, but eventually he got ahold of it.

He usually felt a little lonely, what with his mom.. not acting like a mom, Basil and him agreeing that they should keep limited contact (which was for the best), not to mention both Aubrey and Hero keeping their distance.

Luckily, he still had someone to keep him company; Kel.

Kel forgave him almost instantly, with a smile that looked more sad than happy and eyes that seemed afraid, but not of him. He was the only person who found out the truth and still came to say goodbye.

Sunny couldn't help but think to how Kel had given his hands a gentle squeeze, and gotten closer to him than anyone had in.. in forever. He wasn't sure why, but he wanted more of whatever that was.

Hoping his voice wasn't too raspy from not underuse, Sunny called out, "kh- k- ke-el?"

Wow, that's more than raspy. That's a borderline speech impediment.

"Sunny..?" Kel murmured from across the room, sitting up. He was staying over in Sunny's new house for the weekend, and he was still awake. "What is it?"

"i- ca-a-an i- ca-" He broke into a coughing fit from how hoarse his throat was.

Kel stood, and walked over to him quickly. "Woah, woah, Sunny- your voice is so cracked, let me get you some water-"

A few seconds later, Kel came back with a plastic cup holding water, and handed it to Sunny. Gratefully, Sunny downed it.

"thanks," he said, glad he didn't sound that bad anymore. "i was wondering.."

Sunny trailed off. Kel sat down next to him, and did a little hand gesture that seemed to be telling him to go on.

"do you, uh, remember when you held my hands a few months ago?"

"Mm.. I think so, your hands were really frail and cold- why?"

"can you do that again, but with my entire body?"

Kel blinked, before going pink all over.

Great, now Kel's embarrassed. Way to fucking go, Hikikomori boy, you socially inept sad sack of shit.

"Y-you mean you want to cuddle? Alright, sure thing." Kel said, smiling kindly.

"..really..?" Sunny couldn't help but ask, believing it too good to be true. He received a happy nod.

"Okay, Sunny, just lean into my chest, I can handle it from there." The much taller person- and therefore the big spoon- held his arms open wide.

Sunny tentatively pressed his head just under Kel's chin, and leaned his body into his torso. "Good, now just wrap your arms and legs around me."

The newly dubbed little spoon blushed, and did as Kel asked. Then, he felt well built arms curl around his lower back, and noticed Kel slowly leaning them both backwards.

It was then that Sunny was turned so that he would still be wrapped around Kel's torso like a koala, but be laying next to him instead of on top of him. Good, I don't think I could've survived that.

Sunny could feel hands caress his back all over, rubbing all the skin they could possibly reach. Calloused, warm hands, prodding him as carefully as possible- looking for what, Sunny did not know, but what he did know was that he needed this. He needed Kel's hands.

"Sunny," Kel called quietly. "How should I do it?"

"do what?" He asked.

"How should I give you what you need? I know you need to be touched, you act like you haven't been in a while.. how do you want me to do this?"

Sunny felt his heart flutter. "i.. i'm not sure, it's.. it's been so- so long, Kel."

And God, when he said long, he meant long. He can't remember the last time he saw his mother in person, or the last time one of his friends touched him (without hitting him with a baseball bat or stabbing his eye out), not since Mari-

Sunny started to tear up. Kel sensed it and began to try and comfort him. "Shh, shh, Sunny, it's okay. I'm here. Maybe.."

Those lovely, calloused hands trailed up and down his spine again and again, before settling on his upper back. And then, they began to lightly trace the scars that were angrily tacked onto him.

The little spoon sucked in a sharp breath through his teeth. Of course Kel noticed those, the only scars he had that weren't caused by Basil. Scars that were left there by the belt of an angry man who used to be his father. Those were the only secret he'd never shared.

"Are you okay with me touching these?" Kel asked.

Sunny could only nod against Kel's chest, a growing sensation in his soul that was overtaking his entire body. "y- yeah.."

Kel's hands gently kneaded the muscles that used to be belted until they tore open, soft touch doing it's best to soothe the ache that had been there for years. "They were never good to you, huh, Sunny? I didn't want to assume, but.."

"they loved her more," Sunny let it slip out. "i don't really blame them- but it still hurt when dad hit me and mom didn't do anything."

"I'll blame them for you, then. Until you can love yourself enough to hate them." Kel seemed to tense when he felt a large chunk of Sunny's back that was entirely scar tissue. "Sunny, you didn't deserve to be hurt like this."

Sunny didn't answer, and just simply melted against him, becoming nothing but putty in his arms. "it hurt when they touched me. it feels a lot better when you do it instead, kel. i like it when it's you."

"...Sunny," Kel said, an emotion in his tone that was hard to decipher. "Can you look up? There's something I think I wanna try while I still have the guts."

Oh. Is this..?

Having an inkling as to where things were going, Sunny tilted his head up to see an indescribable look in Kel's eyes. And then-

Kel kissed him.

Well, it was so cautious that it was more like the ghost of a kiss, but it still counted, and so Sunny kissed back. It was quick, and messy, but that was what made it their kiss.

They separated, and simply stared at each other for some time. That had just happened.

Eventually, Sunny's exhaustion from all the intimacy kicked in. He yawned.

"i'm tired. wanna sleep," he muttered, pressing his face back into Kel's chest. "sleep with me?"

"Yeah," Kel breathed out from above him. "Of course."

Neither of them really knew what was going on between them anymore.

Ah, well. They'd talk in the morning.

For now, Sunny wants more cuddles.

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Here *hits you in the face with my touch starved Sunny headcanon* have 1169 words of Suntan hurtcomfort