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“You know what? I’m going to draw dicks all over your face when you fall asleep if you don’t stop taking my fucking nuggets, Strawberry Shortcake.” Yuu growled, his hands hovering protectively over his precious nuggets.
Mika had to laugh when Kimizuki immediately drew back, scowling.
Shinoa smirked. “I think we should do it anyway, Yuu-san!”
Yuu slowly joined in with a shit eating grin as Kimizuki paled considerably. Yoichi put his arms around the pinkette, laughing earnestly.
“They won’t really do it, Kimi. They’re just kidding.” Yoichi assured him with a soft smile.
“Shut up, all of you.” Kimizuki snapped, “We have a child here, you know!”
“Oh, please.” Mirai pouted from Mika’s left. “I’m not a ‘child’, brother!”
Mika chuckled, happy that Mirai was back to health and could now tease her dear brother.
While those two bickered, Mika looked around at the group.
Everyone was huddled on logs that were dragged to make a circle around the fire. Flames licked the sticks that Mika or Yuu occasionally fed it. An orange glow lit up everyone’s features, courtesy of the fire. Mika’s eyes strayed from the fire to glance around the group, halfheartedly trying to follow along with the chattering.
Mika had met Shinoa through Yuu, and while he liked the lavender-haired girl, he sometimes got exasperated with her constant teasing. For such a short girl, she sure had a huge personality. But the blonde had a certain fondness for Shinoa due to the fact that, while annoying most of the time, she can actually be quite gentle and empathetic. Mika also admired her seemingly endless energy.
Mikaela’s azure eyes traveled to Yoichi next.
He had felt an immediate pull to the slim brunette, connecting with him instantly. Both Yoichi and Mika were gentle people, but can stand up for themselves and others when needed. What amazed Mika was how strong an impact Yoichi had on Kimizuki; whenever Kimizuki got angry, all Yoichi had to do was say a few words, and then Shiho was under control again. Yoichi was like Kimizuki’s human Xanax. It was actually interesting to watch.
The blonde’s eyes flicked to another blonde girl, of whom he had just met that night. Her name was Mitsuba Sanguu, and she was Shinoa’s girlfriend. Similar to Yuu, she also had a potty mouth and tsundere attitude. Mitsuba was currently strewn across Shinoa’s lap, adding whatever quipp she felt was necessary to the conversations around them.
Another person Mika also met for the first time was an older kid called Makoto, but insisted on being called Narumi. He sat next to Mirai, and chatted with her and Yuu, acting as if Mika didn’t even exist. It ticked the blonde off a little, and he briefly wondered if he had said something offensive that would cause Narumi to take such a sudden disliking to him.
Mika brushed it off. He didn’t want his time being spent worrying about what others thought of him.
“Damn, it’s been such a long time since we had a nice night out like this.” Kimizuki sighed once the bickering stopped. Shinoa and Yuu nodded.
“Can you believe it’s been three years since the Incident?” Yuu laughed breezily, causing the others in the group to chuckle. They had all heard about the highschool fiasco at one point or another, either through Yuu directly or through gossip. “If you would have told me three years back that I’d be sitting here with all you fucklings, I probably would have kicked your asses for spewing such crazy shit.”
“Yet, here we are.” Mirai grinned.
A hush fell over the squad, the sentimentalities making everyone think about the fun times they’ve shared.
“Yuuichiro didn’t change at all; he’s still a rebellious fuck.” Kimizuki smirked, hand intertwining with Yoichi’s.
“And I see you’re still an asshole.” Yuu retorted. “Only with blue hair now.”
“Haha. Joke about the hair. So original.” Kimizuki rolled his eyes.
“I like the change, actually.” Mika winked at him. Kimizuki blushed a deep crimson, trying to scoff it off.
Kimizuki always thought that Mika was beautiful; Hell, everyone did. But he also thought the blonde had a sort of unapproachable beauty, a kind that drove people away because he simply was too perfect, if that even made sense. Sure, the kid had some interesting teeth, something Yuu always endearingly dubbed as ‘fangs’, but so far, that was the only imperfection that Kimizuki could perceive. So now, though he was completely happy with Yoichi, he still couldn’t get rid of his stupid crush over Mikaela. Yoichi understood, of course. Even the brunette agreed that Mika was a serious piece of ass.
Yuu pouted at Mika. “How come you never compliment me like that?”
“Because you’ve already got a big head.” Mika teased. “Wouldn't want to feed your ego, Yuu-chan.”
“Even Mika got highlights too!” Mirai leaned over and touched Mika’s now crimson and blonde highlighted hair. “Yuu-kun, you need to do something with your hair; it’s always sticking up!”
“I think his hair is fine the way it is.” Narumi defended with an affectionate glance towards Yuu. Mika narrowed his eyes at the older male.
Mitsuba and Shinoa watched the three boys amusedly, sharing a glance.
“Is this a love triangle we’re experiencing?” Mitsuba singsonged.
“Ooooh, I can practically TASTE the testosterone in the air!” Shinoa shivered in mock pleasure.
“Hey, Shinoa?” Mika asked pleasantly.
“Yes, Edward Cullen?” She batted her eyelashes innocently.
“Shut the hell up, please.”
Mitsuba gasped, the lightbulb practically going off over her head.
“Oh. My. Fuck.” The blonde breathed out, seemingly enlightened. “If Mika is Edward Cullen, then Yuu could be Bella Swan, and Narumi would be--”
“Jacob Black!” Shinoa and Mitsuba screamed in unison, clutching each other in a elated embrace.
“We must choose between Team Jacob and Team Edward!” Shinoa cackled out between fits of laughter. Mitsuba could only nod through her laughter. Mirai joined in, having seen the infamous Twilight series.
“I’m who now?” Yuu asked, confused.
“I’m going with Team Edward!” Mirai exclaimed excitedly, leaning towards the girls.
“Mm, I think I’m gonna go with Team Jacob.” Mitsuba announced her loyalties.
“I think I’m Team Edward/Jacob/Bella.” Shinoa smirked. “Why pick sides when you can just ship them altogether?”
Mirai and Mitsuba gasped breathlessly and nodded with her logic.
Meanwhile, the boys were hopelessly confused, not understanding the fangirls’ terminology,
“I know I call you Edward Cullen, but I’ve never actually seen any of his movies.” Yuu muttered to Mika. The blonde nodded solemnly.
“‘Kay, asshats. We’ve made you shit.” Guren announced, stepping out of the house while carrying a large tray of cookies.
“Cookies?!” Yuu gasped, making a mad dash for his father-slash-uncle.
Guren easily swung out a leg and knocked the ravenette to the ground.
“Your guests get first pick, idiot!” He scolded. “Don’t be rude!”
Yuu sulked back to his seat. Narumi stood up, and pat his head sympathetically. Mika looked as if he were going to bite that hand, Shinoa noted.
“Don’t be so hard on the boy, Grumpy Bear.” Shinya soothed, coming up from behind the Ichinose with another tray of cookies.
“Shut up, Hiragi.” Guren muttered, rolling his eyes at his husband.
“You could be a Hiragi as well, if you’ll ever accept my offer.” Shinya sassed. That shut Guren up real quick.
“What happened? I thought they were married.” Mika inquired to no one in particular.
“We apparently were never married in the first place.” Shinya explained. “We got married at a church, but the guy never signed our papers. So we’ve gone almost ten years, thinking we were officially married, when we were actually never officialized. We only just discovered that little tidbid recently when were were going through some pictures and found our marriage license.”
“Now I have to propose all fucking over again.” Guren grumbled.
“Actually, I proposed to you, but you’re not even accepting my offer!” Shinya corrected.
“Well, maybe I need to think it over!”
“What the hell could you possibly question?! I’m the best you’re ever going to get!”
That stunned Guren into silence, mouth open slightly. Yuu and Mika gasped, and the others in the group ‘oooh’ed quietly.
“Savage as hell, Shinya!” Shinoa whispered in awe.
Guren sighed, and gave the now empty cookie sheet to Yuuichiro.
“What the hell is t-” Yuu cut himself off as he watched Guren slowly got down on one knee, smiling softly.
“I know, Shinya. You are really the best man I could ever ask for, and even though I don’t deserve your goodness, will you marry me anyway?” The brunette held up a black and silver ring to Shinya, while the other male covered his mouth with both hands, speechless.
“G...Guren…” Shinya murmured, choking up. He walked forward numbly, hardly believing that this was real. Everyone around them held their breath.
“Yes. A thousand times yes.” Shinya whispered as Guren gently slid the ring on the other’s slender finger.
Cheering suddenly filled the air, the squad whooping and hollering in support and happiness for the two men. Yuu and Mika were the loudest of them, faces blown wide with grins.
Guren got up off the ground, and gathered Shinya into a bear hug. He nuzzled his face into Shinya’s soft sweater, hiding his smile. “And you say I’m not romantic.”
“It only took you ten years.” Shinya teased in a murmur. “So this was why you didn’t say yes to me. You were waiting to do this..”
“Better late than never, Snowflake.” Guren pulled away, grinning like an idiot. “Besides, the first time, you proposed to me. I think it’s only fair that I get a turn, eh?”
The silver haired man laughed watery and swung their clasped hands to and fro.
“Congratulations, guys.” Mika cheered from Yuu’s left.
“Yeah, congrats!” Kimizuki agreed.
“Well, if you’ll excuse us, I’ve got to take my fiance to dinner.” Guren led his fiance to the house. “Don’t burn down the house while we’re gone, you fuckers. Or there’ll be hell to pay.”
“We won’t, Grumpy Bear.” Yuu snorted.
Guren and Shinya walked through the house to the front of the car, and Guren kissed him softly before entering the sports car.
“Do you know why I call you Snowflake?” He asked Shinya once they were seated.
Their hands found each other.
“Because they’re pale, like me?” He guessed in a soft voice.
“Because they are one of a kind. Nobody else is like you, Shinya. Nobody compares to you.” Guren confessed, then paused a moment.
“You are my one snowflake in a billion.” He whispered as he pressed his smile to Shinya’s.
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