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Fainted chirps of birds invaded the hearing senses of Asta. The muscular young man lighted on his consciousness, heavily blinking in and out repeatedly. He then realized that there were too many arms he could see. Two are his own. And the rest are…?
Asta turned his head back. His curious pupils were actively reacting. It went smaller as it caught the surprising scenery. Yuno, his rival, was sleeping right behind him. He was being the little spoon of Yuno these entire hours, all night long. He couldn't help but get embarrassed instantly. His body jolted, spacing a bit away from Yuno. He woke up, moving awkwardly. Eyes on Yuno, he backed out to the corner.
“W-w-w-w-what exactly happened last night? It's confusing. Also, I'm kinda acting like Grey now.” Panicked, Asta murmured to himself. His face totally had a horror look. He tried to remember about last night but nothing was saved in his memories. He started to mess up his spiky bed hair.
“Hey, you're up first,”
That gentle voice. Yuno. He awoke. But strangely, he smiled. Well, Yuno rarely smiled, right? And his smile was like he was on the clouds, free and comfy. It was totally beautiful to witness someone as handsome as Yuno doing it. He was like an unearthed creature. Too good to be true. Too pretty to be real. Like a live painting.
“Morning. Why do you stay silent there? Also, that distance. Isn't that too far?”
Asta gulped hearing the ‘painting’ talk. He was still swimming in his own pool of doubt. His heartbeat ran fast. Blood pressure quickened, he was too afraid and anxious to speak up.
“W-why am I sleeping beside you? Do you remember what happened last night because I don't remember any of it. It scares me, honestly.” Trembling voice of Asta with a low tone finally got out. He pressed his fear desperately, conquering his own anxiety.
“As expected, anyway. But nothing bad happened.”
“Really? Nothing bad? What kind of thing was I doing?”
“You were cutely crying,”
Asta snapped, “THE HELL? OH MY GOD, I REALLY DONE WEIRD THING. SO EMBARRASSING—”
“NO!” This time Yuno snapped back. He suddenly dashed closer to Asta, locking him right to the corner with both of his arms, just like what Asta did last night to him. But it just made it worse that Asta went more frantic.
“You confessed to me. I've replied, but you were drunk so you don't remember. And now, I'm going to repeat it once again.” Yuno’s bold decisive tone stunned Asta in place, unable to move, even breathing was quite hard.
“I’m also in love with you, idiot. I've always been wanting you for so long.” His eyelids shut afterwards. “Yeah, that's what I said last night as I remember. We also kissed.”
“Hm?!”
“Yeah, we kissed, fool. I'm not lying. Anyway, can I repeat the kiss, too? Since you're already sober now.” Yuno already proceeded his right fingers on Asta's chin, they were only a few inches apart, but too bad, Asta pushed him back, flailing his hands to beg for some moment.
“WAIT, WAIT, WAIT, WAIT, WAIT! PLEASE WAIT IT UP! I'm still trying to process these all. These are too much for me to take. I… I get very overwhelmed.” One of Asta's veiny hands grabbed his own shirt hard, squeezing it. His hoarse breath and loud heartbeat disturbed him. It also disappointed Yuno who was about to get another kiss. He waited in silence, giving Asta some moment to collect himself.
Minutes by minutes passed. The shorter guy broke the silence as he prepared to get in a conversation again.
“It's delighting me. Knowing that I could confess to you as I planned. Plus, you replied back positively right away without me giving you more time to think. I think of it as a huge bonus that we're mutual because all of these times, I always thought you’re unreachable as how popular you are. You can get any chick you want. They all are crazy for you. While I’m a guy myself, I thought I had no chance to win.”
Asta's long explanation was rewarded with Yuno’s chuckles and it got him irritated.
“Hey! You're laughing! It pissed me off!”
Yuno didn't mean any bad intention. He tried stopping his chuckle. “Sorry, I didn't mean it. Well, I also think so. That I'm a guy and I don't have a chance. But, really. You're pretty dense that you don't realize you're actually getting pinned by some girls, you know? So silly.”
“Huh? No way. Nobody likes me. Not even girls. They're just being kind and grateful for my good deeds.”
The denial of Asta resulted in Yuno shaking his head, “Still dense as ever. But that's very like you, Asta. The only one I always love.”
“So, ready for the second kiss?” Yuno added a question. Seemed like he wanted it that bad. Asta pressed his lips together, still doubtful of it.
“But if you don't want—”
“NO! No, it's not like I don't want it. I just want to prepare myself. I'm still afraid of this, uh…” rejected Asta, rolling his eyes to the side. Sweat trailed down his skin. Surprisingly, Yuno ran his palm covering Asta’s eyes.
“I would still kiss you like this,”
With his eyes shaded, Asta’s lips trembled by the serious voice of Yuno that blew on his face. That low gentle tone always tickled him. It was a really hot voice. Impulsively driven by his instinct, Asta let his lips spaced a bit. Heart thumped hard, waiting for the sweet moment to get created. Suddenly, he felt his lips were brushed by a moist meaty stuff. It's Yuno's lips. It made some smooch sounds. So naughty. So this was what people called a kiss. Kiss on the lips.
Later, Yuno got his palm off Asta's eyes that made Asta open his eyes a bit by reflex. Yuno wanted him to look at him face to face as he locked their lips once more. This time more sensually. More exciting. Until it was excruciating to breathe. Asta couldn't help looking at Yuno's lustful honey eyes. Both enjoyed their heated moments. Yuno first spoke between their open mouth kisses, “I love you, I love you,” while Asta just moaned, struggling to cooperate with Yuno's move. Asta needed more air. He was breathless. His head pulled back to inhale some air.
Their breath ragged. But Asta's face was in more interesting condition. He was reddish just like when he was drunk. And now it was called love drunk. His fingers touched his own lips. He was like, “I was kissed by Yuno. I and Yuno were just kissing. It really happened,’ inside his mind.
“By the way, Asta,” Yuno began to speak first after their kiss. Asta brought his consciousness up to face Yuno.
“I'm afraid I'm not ready to get in a relationship. I mean, I still have so many things to do. I'm afraid I’ll disappoint you.”
“Hey! Me, too! I'm still in doubt and clueless about relationship things. It's fine to stay like this. I'm okay being with you just the way we are now.”
Yuno spontaneously grabbed both of Asta's palms together, “I said like that is not because I don't want to have a romantic relationship with you. I will definitely make it happen someday. When our dreams come true, when we are no longer just rivals. Will you have faith in me to wait?”
Looking through the determined look of Yuno’s pretty hazel eyes, Asta smiled radiantly. The sunshine truly brightened those magnificent eyes of him.
“Of course. Faith is what the second leaf of clover represents, right? I promise I will. Will you promise, too?” offered Asta as his fist inviting for a bump. Yuno cheered up, he beamed and bumped the fist of Asta.
“I promise,”
They ended up laughing to each other. Bumped his forehead together fondly.
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