or a snug bug

*as i wrap myself into the blankets, age 50* SNUG AS A BUG IN A RUG! SNUG AS A BUG IN A RUG! SNUG AS A BUG IN A RUG! SNUG AS A BUG IN A RUG! SNUG AS A BUG IN A RUG! SNUG AS A BUG IN A RUG! SNUG AS A BUG IN A RUG! SNUG AS A BUG IN A RUG! SNUG AS A BUG IN A RUG! SNUG AS A BUG IN A RUG! SNUG AS A BUG IN A RUG! SNUG AS A BUG IN A RUG! SNUG AS A BUG IN A RUG! SNUG AS A BUG IN A RUG! SNUG AS A BUG IN A RUG! SNUG AS A BUG IN A RUG! SNUG AS A BUG IN A RUG! SNUG AS A BUG IN A RUG! SNUG AS A BUG IN A RUG! SNUG AS A BUG IN A RUG! SNUG AS A BUG IN A RUG! SNUG AS A BUG IN A RUG! SNUG AS A BUG IN A RUG! SNUG AS A BUG IN A RUG! SNUG AS A BUG IN A RUG! SNUG AS A BUG IN A RUG! SNUG AS A BUG IN A RUG! SNUG AS A BUG IN A RUG! SNUG AS A BUG IN A RUG! SNUG AS A BUG IN A RUG! SNUG AS A BUG IN A RUG! SNUG AS A BUG IN A RUG! SNUG AS A BUG IN A RUG! SNUG AS A BUG IN A RUG! SNUG AS A BUG IN A RUG! SNUG AS A BUG IN A RUG! SNUG AS A BUG IN A RUG! SNUG AS A BUG IN A RUG! SNUG AS A BUG IN A RUG! SNUG AS A BUG IN A RUG! SNUG AS A BUG IN A RUG! SNUG AS A BUG IN A RUG! SNUG AS A BUG IN A RUG! SNUG AS A BUG IN A RUG! SNUG AS A BUG IN A RUG! SNUG AS A BUG IN A RUG! SNUG AS A BUG IN A RUG! SNUG AS A BUG IN A RUG! SNUG AS A BUG IN A RUG! SNUG AS A BUG IN A RUG! SNUG AS A BUG IN A RUG! SNUG AS A BUG IN A RUG! SNUG AS A BUG IN A RUG!

Okay, hold up. 

It has recently come to my attention, (and idk if this has been mentioned before,) that in this picture: 

Baby Makoto and Baby Haru are wearing the same clothes as in this picture: 

Exact same clothes. Makoto’s got the same t-shirt and everything. 

Now, I’m really not one who usually pays attention to this sort of thing, but holy shit somebody please confirm to me that these two adorable lil children went to the pool to swim majestically with each other, and then CAME BACK HOME to immediately start making a shit ton of food. Like, a shit ton. Look at all that food. 

Who you feedin, boys. A fuckin army?

Or WHO KNOWS, maybe Makoto just stayed the night over at Haru’s after the pool scene. Maybe this is their breakfast, after a night of Makoto holding the sleeve of Haru’s shirt like he did when they were little, maybe cuddling up like a couple of snug lil bugs in a rug. 

Idk, man. Maybe.