（ it's a fair enough assumption to make, and once sasuke tidies things up, gathers the food and belongings, cy stands up, tugs sasuke likewise to his feet and in against him. one hand cups the back of his head, fingers feathering in his hair as much in a gesture of comfort as one meant to block his vision, and then the shift happens. the cold, the ash, the taste of that frigid air like something long burnt — and then they're in his room. cy takes the parcel of treats from sasuke and sets it down, and then pulls his own shirt off over his head so they're roughly equal amounts of unclothed. from there, he settles into his bed and reaches for sasuke to follow him. ）
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