Super short Drabble
Kiku rested his head down on Alfred's shoulder. It had been a long day. His head bobbed as the subway train trotted on in its tracks through tunnels of darkness. He closed his eyes.
Alfred's hoodie was warm, and soft. He could feel the other's body heat soaking into him. Even on the train, in the middle of the night, on the sticky seats, surrounded by shouting and clamor, Alfred made him feel safe.
Alfred's hand reached across his lap and took Kiku's hand into his. Supportive. Calming. Kiku couldn't stop a smile from creeping over his face. Alfred was watching him. The other man hummed in amusement, and planted a kiss on his head.
Asleep on the subway. Safe. Held. Loved.
