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The night is a warm one, in the midst of summer. It’s not always like this, where the sky is so clear you can see all the twinkling stars shining down, as the moon bathes them in light. A perfect night to be up on the roof with the love of your life, don’t you think?
Mika lifts a gentle hand, pale fingers tenderly gliding along his starlight’s cheek, caressing, and moving the gorgeous black strands of hair out of his face. He wants to stare into those eyes, get lost in them.
He wishes he could stay here forever. God he didn’t want to go back to his apartment.
“Then stay,” Yuu softly whispers, as if he could read Mika’s mind. Maybe he can, considering he always seems to just know what the blonde is thinking all the time. His own hand slides up to place itself on top of Mika’s—and it’s warm, Yuu is always so warm—his gaze never leaving Mika’s.
He smiles, pressing his forehead against Yuu’s. And oh, how he wants to. To simply stay here, laying on the roof under the night stars next to Yuu. Who cares if he’ll miss curfew? The boy laying so sweetly beside him is more worth it. Yuu squeezes his hand, fluttering thick lashes at him. “Please?”
Mika lets out a somewhat defeated groan, rolling onto his back to look up at the stars again. Maybe he should. Nothing in the world mattered more than Yuu. He glances back at him. Maybe he should. “Alright.”
Yuu’s face illuminates at that, and he scoots closer to Mika, pressing into his side. Mika’s face heats at the feeling, but he shimmies his arm under Yuu’s neck, to keep his love comfortable. God, Yuu could ask him for anything. He would give him the world if he asked. His fingers thread through Yuu’s hair, pinching and rolling the end strands between his fingers.
As the two lay in the dark, starry night together, Yuu mumbles, cheeks a pretty pink. “And while you’re at it, spend the night with me, yeah? It’s too late for Mika to go back anyway.”
Mika’s blue eyes flick back down to look at Yuu, at his friend, at his lover, at his stupidly cute face that he loves. He pulls himself up to sit, before leaning halfway over Yuu’s torso. His other hand comes to rest flat right next to Yuu’s head, against the cold shingles of the roof. A warm breath fans out from his lips as he leans down, just close enough for Yuu to shudder when he feels it hit his own. Mika’s lips are just above Yuu’s, but oh, how they ache to be pressed against his.
Yuu’s hands slide up Mika’s arms, and onto his shoulders. They give him a firm squeeze. Mika nods, taking a deep breath as he whispers another affirmation. “Okay.”
And he leans down, pressing his lips against Yuu’s in a soft, gentle kiss. There is no rush, they have all the time in the world to savor each other. Right now, Mika wants to take it slow. He wants to live in the moment, and to live it with Yuu. He peppers kisses along his face, everywhere his lips can reach. His forehead, the arch of his eyebrow, his eyelids, the corner of his eyes, just under them, his cheeks—plenty on there, down his jawline, until he reaches his neck.
Yuu’s hands travel up his neck and into the thick blonde locks of Mika’s hair, digging his fingers ever so slightly into the scalp. Yes, the world could fall apart right now, but as long as he were with Mika, it would be fine.
An appreciative kiss to his neck, and a soft bite. One which makes Yuu giggle. God he’s so cute, sometimes I wish I could just put him in my pocket and run away. Or eat him. And from there, Mika gets an idea.
He pulls back to take a dramatic deep breath. Mika’s hands move to push Yuu’s shoulders down firmly against the roof, before diving in to blow a raspberry into his tanned neck. Yuu shrieks, squirming and fighting against the hold, but Mika stays strong just long enough before getting shoved off. “You fucking dick-”
A wheeze escapes Mika as he sees the flush and flabbergasted face, and he bangs his hand on the roof for emphasis. Yuu quickly scrambles over, grabbing Mika’s hand and shushing him. “Stop it you dummy, people are sleeping! What if they hear you?”
Mika giggles, shifting Yuu’s hold on his hand so that their fingers interlace. “People? It’s only Shinoa and Mitsuba.”
Still, Yuu becomes bashful, his hand twitching. “Yeah, well, what if they see us?”
“Then they see us, it’s nothing new. They’ve seen worse, and knowing Shinoa, done worse.” Mika nonchalantly shrugs it off. But deft blue eyes fixate on the small second where Yuu bites his lip, and a wide smile spreads across his lips.
“Or maybe…you’re too shy? Is little Yuu-chan here scared of getting caught making out with big bad Mikaela?” He teases, using the terms Shinoa had said once to try and get a reaction out of him.
And a reaction he gets. Yuu’s nose scrunches up, almost in disgust, but with the way his cheeks flush, Mika doesn’t take it personally.
“You- what?” Yuu starts, but Mika’s laugh interrupts him. Yuu scoffs to himself and begrudgingly lays back down. Another huff of laughter escapes Mika, following him down. His fingertips glide down Yuu’s spine, causing the brunette to shudder. But he stubbornly keeps his gaze away. No matter, Mika knows his Yuu-chan inside out. He presses his lips to the warm shell of Yuu’s ear.
“Yuu-chan…oh Yuu-chan, oh Yuu-poo,” Mika whispers, his voice full of fondness and amusement. Yuu’s face instantly reddens and he shoots up, slapping a hand over Mika’s mouth, muffling a laugh from his Yuu-chan.
“Don’t ever call me that again,” Yuu growls, glaring into Mika’s eyes. Mika only smiles, and flicks his tongue out against Yuu’s palm. Yuu flinches, quickly removing his hand. “Ew Mika! What the hell!”
Mika makes puppy dog eyes at Yuu, fluttering his blonde lashes and pouting at him. “Did you not like my nickname? I made it just for you, Yuu-chan.”
Yuu scoffs, rolling his eyes as he wipes his hand down. Mika keeps talking to get a reaction. “Yuu? Yuu–chan? My little Tater Tot Love Nugget?”
“Alright, that’s it!” Yuu springs up, and before Mika can register it, he’s being tackled back. He yelps out in surprise, grunting his back hits the roof. So much for being quiet. Yuu shoves his hands onto Mika’s wrists, fingers clenching around them as he swings a leg over to straddle the blonde’s hips.
And, god, Mika’s heart pounds hard as he stares up at the sight. The way the moon illuminates Yuu’s features, his flushed cheeks, his large green eyes accompanied by thick dark lashes, his soft pink lips… it all made Mika’s heart race. Yuu is breathing heavily, and, oh, it makes him look even more beautiful.
Yuu’s eyebrows furrow, nose scrunching up as he stares down at the dumbfounded expression on Mika’s face. He grumbles. “Why are you looking at me like that…”
“Because it’s you,” Mika simply states. Honestly, there was so much more he could add to that. But it all came back to that sentence. Because it’s Yuu-chan. Everything is because Yuu is simply Yuu-chan.
Yuu is taken aback by the response, his cheeks flushing as his hand pulls back from restraining Mika, opting to put a hand over his face. His last line of defense. It’s an answer he’s heard countless times. Whenever they’re like this, Mika always says the same thing. Whenever Yuu would ask Mika why he stayed with him for so long, he would say the same thing. “ Because you’re Yuu-chan. Do I need more than that? You’re enough of a reason for me, Yuu-chan. You do so much more, give me so much more, than you realize.”
Oh, how ethereal he seems. Delicacy presented in such a way that he seems far too much for this world. And, lord, Mika knows it’s because he is. Yuu has always been too much to be contained to one person, yet Mika is lucky enough to have him all to himself.
Mika’s fingertips slide down the length of Yuu’s hand, padding gently at his knuckles. Lucky enough to love him. Blue never separates from green, never leaving, never wavering. Lucky enough to be loved by him.
Yuu scoffs, a soft and tender one, but he doesn’t tear his hand away from Mika’s. He rolls his eyes, but the smile on his face is prominent. “You’re such a cheesy loser.”
“Well, perhaps, but…” Mika’s other palm slides until it is flat against the roof, pushing himself to sit up. His hand holding Yuu’s gives him a firm squeeze as the other comes up to cradle Yuu in his lap. God, if he could, he would never let Yuu’s hand go. “It’s only for you.”
“See? Right there! That’s what I mean!” Yuu chuckles, his hand bouncing their intertwined one up and down. Ethereal. Adorable. Mika scoffs out his own laugh, leaning in to press his forehead against the brunette’s. Yuu sighs, letting his voice softly mumble. “But…I don’t mind it. Not that much.”
Mika hums, his arms tightening around Yuu’s body, bringing the boy closer to him in a hug of sorts. Lithe fingertips slide down Yuu’s chin, before tilting his face towards him. His lips hover just above Yuu’s, his hot breath exhaling and filling what little space is between them. Their gaze never leaves one another as this happens.
The blonde licks his lips, as he softly asks. “Would you mind if I kissed you?”
Yuu’s lashes flutter as his brain processes the words. His blush is illuminated by the night sky, dusted pink flushed across his cheeks. Instead of answering, he quickly leans in to press their lips together.
It’s soft. Gentle. Slow. Not the way they usually take it, but it’s still definitely enjoyed. They’re smiling against each other’s lips. Such dopey smiles. But, whenever these moments happened, they engraved themselves into Mika’s heart. Sure, intimacy is great, but it’s moments like these that remind Mika why he loved Yuu so much. It’s moments like these that remind Mika that he has fallen so hard for someone, something he previously thought impossible. All for Yuu.
Yuu giggles against Mika’s lips, his hands smoothing over blonde hair and brushing them back behind Mika’s ears. Gosh, before he met Yuu, Mika didn’t believe he could love one person so much. That he could feel so much for a singular person.
Bodies press against each other, the sound of laughter and lips blissfully chasing each other filling the space around them. It felt so raw, so real. Anyone could see them if they simply looked up. But Mika doesn’t care. The only thing that matters is Yuu.
Yuu-chan Yuu-chan Yuu-chan.
His best friend. Kiss. His everything. Kiss. His soulmate. Kiss kiss kiss.
Yuu separates from Mika with a pop! Breathing heavy, cheeks flushed, but the smiles on their faces stay prevalent. Who knew, one person could cause you such happiness? Oh, how sweet it was to be in love, and to be loved. How poetic one’s life begins to be. To simply love. It felt like music. Like a never ending song, which lulled him in deeper, and deeper, and deeper.
Firm arms hold Yuu tight against his chest, and stars, Mika felt he was holding the whole world. His universe was in his arms, and he wouldn't have it any other way. He nuzzles into Yuu’s hair, mumbling. “It feels like music. Us, I mean.”
“Music?” Yuu asks through breaths, cheek squished against Mika’s chest. He plays with Mika’s hoodie strings, flicking and pinching them absentmindedly. “You say the funniest things sometimes, Mika. But now I wanna know, what does it sound like?”
“The music we make is unnatural,” Mika murmurs. He finds himself unable to decide between pressing Yuu closer to him or pulling away to see his face. He ultimately chooses the latter, gently pushing Yuu back a bit and meeting his gaze once more. He smiles. “But it sounds just like falling in love.”
“Does it now?” Yuu’s eyebrow quirks. He smirks. “And what does that sound like?”
A malicious smile spreads across Mika’s features. “Like…this!”
Mika suddenly pushes hard against Yuu’s shoulders until he’s got the green eyed boy pinned against the roof. Before Yuu can react, Mika gives him a hard smooch. A smooch of…diversion! His hands move lower, before stopping at his sides. And he tickles. A puff of air escapes Yuu as he starts howling with laughter. “Fuck! Wait you idiot- stop!”
Their laughter mixes, one malevolent and one full of hysteria. “Mih-kihih-haa! Stahahp!”
“Oh my god shut the fuck up!” A screech resounds around the two, and they both perk up like meerkats to look for the source.
“Shinoa? I thought you were sleeping?” Mika asks, sitting back onto his ankles and staring at Shinoa in the distance.
Shinoa rolls her eyes. “I was . But you fuckers are loud as hell. You are disturbing the beauty sleep of my gorgeous Mitsu.” She huffs, glancing between Yuu and Mika, before her eyes narrow at the blonde. “Besides, you’re supposed to be sleeping too, Mika. You have that thing you said you have to do.”
Yuu crosses his arms in glee, a smug look on his face. “Not anymore.”
“What.”
“Well, I- listen, Shinoa I-” Mika stammers, but Shinoa stomps towards Mika, grabbing him by the collar and forcing Mika to stand. Which can only do so much for a girl a good amount shorter than him.
“Mikaela! That is an important offer they’re giving you!” Shinoa howls, shaking Mika back and forth. She abruptly stops. “But oh well, what can you do with a man who is in love. Fucking simp. Get out of your loverboy arc.”
Mika scoffs, rolling his eyes. “Only until you get out of your lesbian arc.”
“See, that’s romance there! Mitsuba and I are in love, it's a most beautiful thing, yes. But Yuu just wants to get railed by you.” Shinoa nonchalantly drops Mika, and the heat quickly rushes to his ears. But before he can let out a squeak, Yuu does first.
Yuu growls, finally jumping up to his feet to shove the snickering girl. “Shinoa! You dick! Shut up!”
“Yuu-san, I don’t even have a dick.”
“Shut up!!!”
Shinoa turns to Mika. “You see?! He didn’t deny it!”
Shinoa cackles, and an enraged Yuu begins chasing her around. Yuu screeches at her. Mika only fondly stares. Now this, this is truly his world. His friends, their laughter, that is what matters most to him. Yuu is happy. And well. That’s it. This is it. I want everyone in the world to make you feel like this, I want you to be the happiest you can.
Shinoa passes Mika, scrambling to get down the roof before Yuu can catch up to her. Yuu almost runs past him too, but skids to a stop a few steps away. He turns around and extends his hand out, offering it to Mika. “Come on, let’s go.”
Mika smiles, warmth radiating and spreading from within his chest. “Yeah, let’s go.”
And the two went, hand in hand. Mika’s words never left Yuu’s mind. But it sounds just like falling in love. Yeah, that wasn’t entirely true. Falling in love, what’s there to fall for when you’ve already fallen? He smiles, he always does whenever Mika is around.
Being in love, what a funny feeling that is.