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Luca lets out a groan as the side of his temples begin to throb. Leaning back on his chair, he lowers his sore limbs on the arm rest and lets his eyes fall shut. It has been a busy week for their organization which demanded a few hours off from his usual sleeping schedule. For the past couple of days, he has been traveling from one place to another, where his presence was requested or was deemed necessary in order to maintain the relationships that their family had built. Luca is undeniably fit, but of course it was only a matter of time when the countless meetings, transactions, and other rough operations coupled with sleep deprivation would eventually take a toll on his body. It is a cutthroat industry after all. He may be the mean and evil boss who represents one of the most influential and wealthiest families in the world, but he is still human.
Today, he has been locked in his office begrudgingly doing the paperwork that had piled up around his table that he couldn't bring himself to ignore anymore. He opens his eyes and examines the remaining stacks that he has yet to go through. Luca pinches the bridge of his nose as he feels the veins in his forehead pulsate painfully against his skin. He rolls his shoulders back and reaches for the folder placed on top of the seemingly endless stacks of paper. As Luca reads the information typed out on the file, he hears faint footsteps that gradually come closer and closer, which then stops exactly in front of his office doors. Luca peels his attention away from the document and looks at the wooden door. The person knocks, and a familiar fluff of raven locks and yellow bangs styled slightly upward pops out from the crack of the doors. Upon seeing the exhaustion on Luca's face, his visitor gives him a worried look.
"Tired?" Shu's soft voice asks, while allowing himself to slip inside the room.
"Yeah. Very." Luca exhales.
Shu crosses his arms, "Then why don't you rest for a little?"
Luca directs his eyes on the still looming files that barricaded him for the entire afternoon. Shu's eyes followed the movement of the blonde's eyes and immediately understood the predicament he was in. Luca turns his gaze at the sorcerer and watches him as he brings his right hand up and snaps his gloved fingers. Instantly, the piles of paper vanished into thin air.
"Wha-? Where did you put it Shu?"
"Don't worry, I'll give it back to you after you get some rest. Or at least a break. You've been at it since this morning."
Before Luca could protest, Shu walks over to one of the leather couches in the spacious room and plops himself on it. He turns his head to where the other was sitting and pats his stocking-covered lap.
"C'mon Luca!" Shu enthusiastically offers.
Bashfully, Luca walks towards Shu and slowly sits next to him. Even without peering at him, Luca knew that Shu was staring right at him, patiently waiting for him to give in and lie his head down on his lap. He thinks, 'Well, I cannot possibly fight back against a powerful sorcerer.' And so, he surrenders. Luca lets out a sigh before finally lying down and positioning his head on Shu's thighs. Unintentionally, another groan escapes from his lips due to his headache. In a practiced motion, Shu unclasps the golden hairpin and unties the band that held up Luca's sidetail. He then gently places his hand down on the soft, blonde strands and combs through it with his fingers. As he continued, the pain in Luca's head slowly ebbed away.
They've been in this position many times now, yet Luca still feels his heart skip a beat whenever he finds himself being pampered by his childhood friend. He wondered if it was because the sorcerer was the only one who had treated him so tenderly all these years. From when he was only a potential candidate to replace his father as the Don of the family, to assuming the role he had prepared himself for, Shu had always been by his side. Shu with his soft smiles, charming voice, and caring attitude. Who would not blush under his touch?
Unaware of Luca's racing heartbeat, Shu continues to play with the blonde's hair as he hums out the tune of probably the most recent song he has been listening to. To distract himself, Luca tries to speak over the loud beating of his heart.
"What have you been up to, Shu?"
"Me? Nothing much. None of your people asked for my assistance, which is a good thing. But it is really boring not having you around." Shu pouts.
Luca chuckles at that, a familiar warmth filling his chest. "I'm mostly done with the heavy work though. So you'll see me around the mansion often again."
"You better. I bought a new game and I'm planning on locking both of us up in your room to play it," Shu jokingly says, a cheeky smile forming on his face.
Luca knew he did not mean anything by it, but he could not help the heat that crept up on his neck. Jesus, he needs help.
"Seriously, you should look after yourself more. What would you do if I was not here to check up on you?" Shu sighed.
It is a thought that had crossed Luca's mind before, but he had preferred not to dwell on it too much. What if their family did not have close ties with the Yamino clan? What if Luca was never introduced to Shu who immediately pledged his loyalty to the young heir of the Kaneshiro Family? Luca did not like it.
Shu, who was still carding his fingers through Luca's hair, notices the tense look on the latter's face.
"Luca? Are you alr-" Shu was interrupted by the blonde's sudden movement. Turning his body to face Shu's torso, Luca snaked his arms around his friend's waist and nuzzled into it. For a moment, Shu was frozen in his seat, his cheeks were burning and his mind went blank. Eh? He brings his gaze forward and tries to calm himself down. Luca tightens his embrace and pulls Shu's waist closer to him.
"You’re right. But you won't leave me right, Shu?" Luca's muffled voice asks.
Shu looks back down and notices the pink tinge that painted Luca's ears. He bit on his lip, fighting the urge to say how cute out loud. Instead, he pats Luca's head, a fond smile plastered on his face.
"Did you forget what I told you the first time we met?"
Of course Luca remembers it vividly. He recalled how he almost gasped at the sight of the boy who appeared before him. Shu's hair was not as long as it is now. He remembers his long eyelashes though, and the faint blush on his cheeks. Luca almost shied away from the soft purple eyes that stared right at him. Shu walks up to Luca and introduces himself as the eldest son of Taizou Yamino and vows to always be by Luca's side from then on.
Luca will never forget it. But he nods, hoping to hear it again. Shu lets out a small laugh. His gloved hand then slides from Luca's hair down to his cheek. The sorcerer lets his hand stay there as he locks his eyes on Luca's. The latter almost sucks in a breath when Shu slightly leans down to bring their faces closer to each other. The sorcerer's soft raven hair slides off his shoulders and cascades down on either side of the mafia boss's cheeks. For a moment, Luca almost forgot where they were and lets himself drown in Shu's touch.
Silence falls between them and Luca is so sure that the sorcerer can hear his heart beating out of his chest. A few seconds pass, and Shu reminds him, with his ever gentle and spellbinding voice, "I'll always be by your side Luca. For as long as you will allow me to be."
Shu sits back up again and smiles shyly down at Luca. As if in a trance, or perhaps in reverence, Luca moves his head ever so slightly and lets his eyes flutter shut as he places a chaste kiss on the side of the sorcerer’s gloved palm that was still gently placed on his cheek.
Shu retracts his hand, flustered by the unexpected gesture.
“W-what are you doing?!?” The faint blush on his cheeks a minute ago was replaced with a deeper shade of red.
“Oh god, I really wanna kiss him.” Luca thought agonizingly.
“C-c’mon, stop fooling around and just go to sleep already!” The sorcerer nags and covers Luca’s eyes with his hand. Again, Luca fails to put up a fight. Immediately the mafia boss felt his eyelids become heavier and his body felt lighter. In almost a split second, his consciousness drifted off, completely putting him to sleep.
Later, Luca would wake up from his nap and find himself alone in the room with his last thought occupying his mind. He unlocks his phone and types out a new entry on his notes application. A sort of warning to his future self.
“Being sleep deprived is dangerous.”