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Toudou hugs Arakita from behind and leaves kisses on his nape and shoulders. Arakita was trying to find something in his closet. He wants to punch Toudou but he decides against it. Instead, he swats his hand at the climber. Toudou doesn’t leave him alone.
“What do you want, Pachi?” Toudou only squeezes him tighter. “Spit it out, dumbass. I don’t have all fucking day.” Toudou hums.
“What makes you think I want something from you? Can’t I just kiss my sweet, sweet boyfriend?” Arakita scoffs.
“I’m not sweet, you fuckin’ brat. You’re acting nice. Too nice. You obviously want something.” Toudou giggles from behind him. “What do you want?” The climber laughs. Yasutomo holds back a fond smile. He loves it when Toudou laughs.
“You know me so well, Yasutomo.” Toudou places a kiss on Arakita’s shoulder, a smug smile on his pretty face. “I demand kisses from my beloved this instant!” Yasutomo rolls his eyes.
“You’re embarrassing. And so fucking bossy, jeez.” His tone makes him sound like he’s irritated but Toudou can see the smile on Arakita’s face. The all-rounder turns around in Toudou’s embrace to face him.
“Let me see your smile, Yasu-chan!” Arakita scowls at him. Toudou laughs. “You’re cute when you smile! Try not to smile in front of my fangirls, you just might steal them away from me!” Arakita chuckles at that, the smile lingering on his lips a little longer this time.
“Why would I care about what your fangirls think about me? I’m fucking gay, Jinpachi.”
“Well, with that smile, you might steal them away from me!” Toudou was only a little bit worried about getting his fangirls stolen from him. Honestly? He just wants to make Arakita laugh.
“You’re worried because I might steal your fangirls?” Toudou nods, and Arakita just bursts out laughing. Toudou holds back his smile, pretending to be mad about how his fanclub, which could disband because his boyfriend, was taken lightly.
“Why are you laughing so much? It’s not funny!” Toudou whines, but he can barely contain his own laughter. Another good thing about Arakita’s laugh is that it’s contagious as hell.
“FUCK!” Arakita wheezes. Toudou glares at him jokingly. “You think that I could steal your fanclub?” Toudou lightly shoves Arakita who was still roaring with laughter. “ON LOOKS ALONE?”
“Shut up! My fanclub could be at stake here!” Toudou laughs along with Arakita.
“Jinpachi, you must’ve fallen so fuckin’ hard for me, what the fuck!” Toudou scoffs, still smiling.
“Duh?! Of course, I did?! I’m an angel from heaven, Yasutomo!”
“You’re literally Satan’s child, but, sure, okay. Whatever you say, Jinpachi.” Arakita drawls with a teasing tone. He laughed even when Toudou pinched his arm.
“The lies!” Toudou cries out with mock hurt. “The lies you tell, Arakita Yasutomo! You fucking liar!” Arakita tugs on one of Toudou’s bangs. The climber yelps and slaps his hand away.
“The truth hurts, darling. Nothing you can do about it.” Arakita expects that Toudou would retort with some lame comeback, but the moment doesn’t come. Arakita gives Toudou a confused look. He reaches out and tucks a stray strand of hair behind Toudou’s ear.
“Sorry, did I… Say something wrong?” Toudou shakes his head. “Toudou-” But Toudou silences him with a kiss before he could continue. Arakita’s cheeks grow hot as Toudou pulls away. With his hands still cupping Arakita’s cheeks, he says,
“Call me that again.”
“Call you what?-”
“That. ‘Darling’.” Arakita snorts.
“Okay.” Toudou’s eyes lit up. “Jinpachi, darling.” Toudou is grinning at him now. Arakita doesn’t understand why Toudou gets excited over one, small thing, but at least Jinpachi is happy. That’s enough for him to understand. He laughs when Toudou starts cussing.
“Oh, my god. Oh, my fucking god, Yasutomo. Holy shit, Yasu.” Toudou beams at him. Arakita smiles back, still confused. “Holy fucking shit.” Toudou’s hands are now on Arakita’s waist.
“What?” Arakita asks. “Do you like it when I call you that or something?” Toudou nods. “You know I still don’t know what the fuck’s going on right now, right?” Toudou giggles.
“Arakita Yasutomo, you make me cry.” Toudou hugs the all-rounder and buries his face in the crook of his neck. “It’s a good kind of cry, though.” Arakita hugs him back, gently brushing his fingers through Jinpachi’s hair.
“What the hell are you crying about?” Arakita asks, his tone amused.
“You, calling me that, feels weirdly intimate…? I don’t know, it just reminded me of how much you love me.” Arakita can feel Toudou’s breath and smile on his neck.
“Of course I fucking love you, you dumbass!” Arakita plays with a strand of Toudou’s hair absent-mindedly. His voice lowers. “I’m sorry I kinda have a hard time showing it.”
“It’s okay! Just do what you’re comfortable with. I know you love me, Yasutomo, you don’t need to worry about it.” Toudou assures him. He receives a kiss on the forehead from Arakita.
“Do you want me to call you ‘darling’ for the rest of my life?” Toudou kisses him on the lips.
“Yes, please.”