The traveling bard

"NagaShiro + when they love cuddling" for the 5 sentence drabble request... hi again ^_^

The reconciliation between silver and green had been hard enough for most to understand, the slow transition to friends and then more had been even harder, even for those caught in the flow of it. However, even stranger to all but the two that knew them best, was the fact that whenever they were in the same room, with all crowns – metaphorical or otherwise – set aside, they would be cuddled together. It didn’t matter who was there to witness it, or that it could be seen as a weakness in the eyes of some. When asked about it Shiro would smile, completely serene, and Nagare would change the subject but make no effort to move away from his partner. It was only Kuroh and Iwafune who would see the way the most ancient of kings who had been alone for decades leant into the slightest touch, or how, the king who had been everywhere all at once revelled in being anchored to one place.