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Blue felt the wind in his locks and against his face…once more, he glanced down at the lanky cowboy that sat beside him.
“...Yellow, oh Yellow my dear…you mustn't frown…even as the sun lowers as the day ends, it still is bright and cheery…” He reassured, a bleak smile on his face.
“...m’ sorry, Blue…” Yellow muttered, head hung low with his knees up to his chin…
“...don't apologize…we tried our hardest, but in the end, our loveliest friends and colleagues alike were…drawn to our presence, for better or for worse.” He said, sitting down next to Yellow. While he preferred to stay on his feet, he decided that they could take a rest for an important moment like this. Blue placed a hand on Yellow's back, rubbing.
“...How embarrassin’...how c’n I call m’self a cowboy of the law if I practice public indecency…it's indecent-! Oh, I should be ashamed of myself!” Yellow cried, his cheeks blushing further…Blue softly chuckled, gently brushing his navy fingers against Yellow’s face.
“I know your code says you must protect the law, not break it, but even cowboys make mistakes. We are…’human’ after all, aren't we, Dear? What is the matter if you indulge here and there? ”
“...y…You should be ‘shamed of yerself too-!!” Yellow accused, pointing at the other.
“Yes, well, we mustn't blame ourselves too much…the only crime of loving another is not expressing so, don't you think?” Blue chuckled again, not intimidated in the slightest, just charmed.
“Understand, Oh Dearest. We were not trying to do anything…ill-mannered in public…it just happened to turn out as such.” Blue reasoned, slightly blushing as well as he recalled all their past attempts…
“...s’ rather hard to find us somewher’ private round here…”
“Exactly. It is not our fault…we just need a moment or two with just the two of us…just a moment for the chance for our forms to mix and become one…oh, oh, just imagining it is bliss…” Blue shivered, biting his lip and leaning in, closer to Yellow,
“I can only picture what it would…what it will be like…when we…”
“...jus’ a moment, huh? …How long you reckon it takes…? To…do it?” Yellow asked, fidgeting with his fingers. Blue paused.
“...I'm not quite sure…” Blue admitted, faltering.
“...Maybe…maybe m’ goin’ too slow…I mean we won’t have all the time in the world no matter where we go. The others’ll start looking for us event’lly…”
“Even if it would be an honor to spend an eternity with you...True blue you are, Yellow dear…”
“...w-wait-! I-I dunno if I wanna be right if it means I'm blue-!” Yellow panicked. And Blue giggled…
“N-no offense-! Y-yer amazin’!”
“Blu hu hu…Thank you, Dear..thank you. You're rather amazing as well…”
“You're so amazin…that's why, I jus’ wanna…wanna…” Yellow wrapped his arm around Blue, pulling him close. “...Well m’ not quite sure, but…”
“It is the sentiment that counts, dearest…truly and fully…and I see that yours is brilliant and beautiful…” Blue mummured.
“...I’d love to find out with you, Yellow…we already have a good idea…and we’ve made lovely progress in the time we did have before we were…interrupted..”
“S-still! N-not til’ we can finally be alone-! I can't t-take any more risks! My poor li’l heart ain't able to handle it-! ” Yellow huffed, crossing his arms, though not backing away…With Blue’s so close so many times today (including now) Yellow could really appreciate every detail…his light stubble, every curl of his intricate hair, his lidded eyes, his lovely lashes, his beautiful cheek bones, his plump lips…
…
Those…lips…
Yellow swallowed thickly. Blue knew he was looking and he didn't mind one bit.
“Of course, of course…I too would prefer if it was…just us…such a special moment shall only be shared between two lovers, yes. But then again, we cannot simply restrict our ways of affection, of love to risque touches…so many ways we can show it…there is no need to rush.” Blue lamented, holding Yellow’s chin.
“...Y…Yes…”
“...yes…”
“...”
Beats of silence passed. Peaceful and relaxing…they leaned into each other, until they interwinded into a cuddling position…the two deserved it after the day they had…so much embarrassment…
Getting caught up in the moment and almost laying each other down in the sand, only to freeze in their tracks when hearing a squeak, and getting scolded and chastised when Orange walked in on the two love birds…
Pushing Blue up against a tree in the purple forests, only to get mocked and heckled and spied on by those damn florridans…honestly, what crude comments…
Realizing that the sheer curtains hid just enough, but showed enough of their shadow to be practically pointless…
The jail cells were a quiet, private place, but they didn't exactly get Yellow in the mood in the slightest…infact, they seemed to light his nerves on fire-
The hot spring was their best chance…warm, relaxing…and technically it was okay to be naked there, right? And if they got a little close and kissed and touched each other in the water here and there…well…
The only problem in their otherwise perfect fuck-spot was that it was still public to anyone and everyone at any time…including Aqua. Aqua, who ran in asking if they were playing Marco Polo and if she could join as well. That incident permanently scared them both and immediately killed the mood. Enough to where neither of them felt in the mood to try again in yet another different spot…which led them to now, dejectedly sitting near one of the platforms watching the sunset…
They tried many places in the vast dark world, but nowhere appeared to be safe…
“...Yellow…are you sure you want to–”
“Y-yes! …yessir…”
“Right…”
“...d..d’ystill wanta–?”
“Oh yes, yes…absolutely, dear…it would be an honor.”
“Right, right…”
…
“...How d’ythink…other humans do it so easily…?”
“...They do have rooms to reside in, Darling…we…we’re just all too busy, yes, to have ones of our own…”
“...I…I see…”
“...Love, O’ love…if we cannot show it through more ways than stars in the sky, then how powerful may it truly be? …We shouldn't worry ourselves. Try we did, but fate has had other plans…even so, we still bloom ever brighter together…no matter what.”
“...Y-yeah, yer right…I-I wouldn' be no good at it anyhow…I-I jus’ get so nervous…Been close t’you before but…s’ quite different, I’ll tell you what…”
“...Exciting, yet…” Blue gently took Yellow's hand, “...still quite scary?”
…Yellow nodded, bashful with his hat tipped down.
“...Yes, indeed…it is certainly quite the gift to share, isn't it…Yellow…would you believe me if I told you I was nervous as well…?”
“W-what?! No way! You're pullin’ my leg! Yer jerkin’ my chains!! Y-You…I-Imma gettin’ better! Yer testin’ me to see if I’ll git tricked again-!!! …R-right?”
Blue softly smiled, though it had a hint of melancholy to it…
“Blu hu hu...It is true…I cannot hide it…something so intimate…the most intimate I've heard…while I'm ever confident that I…that we may be able to handle it…it can be intimidating…even if one is well versed in the ways of love…nothing to be ashamed of.” He pressed his foreheads to Yellows, closing his eyes.
“The Butterfly's travels are slow, yet every second of it is enjoyed…we have all the time in the world…my love, let us relish in every second, because not one is wasted if we are together…”
“...Y’know, all your purdy fancy talkin’ always makes me feel better…even if I don't always know whatch’yer sayin’...it still uh…g-gets through to me…shoot, s’ the closest I'll ever get to readin’ some poetry…”
“You did great last time, darling…I could hear the determination in each word you read…and Seth was very proud of you as well.”
“...s’ plum hard work t’be mad at all of ‘em when they're all so…well, kind…wouldn' be fair to…”
“...they don't know they're interrupting anything…perhaps it was not meant to be just yet…what a pity. I could almost wilt at the loss…”
“Yeah…I was rather excited…”
The two softly chuckled, enjoying each other's presence and touch…
“...You know what, Yellow dear?”
“Hm?”
“You're still quite well skilled with a plethora of other things…”
“Y’really think so? Like what?”
“I’d say you're quite good at being chief Justice around here…”
“Awww! Yer makin’ me blush-!! Y’really mean it?? Well I try my best…” Yellow smiled goofily, the blush rising to his cheeks once again.
“Yes…though I will say you do have your biases…” Blue muttered, his lips quirked into a small, endeared smirk.
“W-wha-?? I do-?! I-I thought I was fair n’ square as possible!” Yellow quivered, his bubble being popped.
“Mmm, but what about me?”
“...what about…you?”
“Could you ever bring yourself to throw aside your feelings for me to properly lay down justice?” He asked, cocking his head to the side, already knowing the answer…
“Wh- ….w-well…” Yellow faltered, looking down and twindling with his fingers…
“I mean…y-you’d never…integrity don't involve no crime-!” He reasoned.
“Mmm…yes, I suppose you're right…well put once again, dear.” Blue ruffled his hair, despite the hat.
“‘sides-! You're too pretty to be arrested-! Ohn-! Let alone in jail! With all them criminells…I couldn't sleep at night with the thought of it!” Yellow shook his head, refusing…meanwhile Blue wondered to himself what ‘criminells’ he could possibly be talking about…all their jail cells were empty…
“Awww, well aren't you kind? Making an acception for my sake…how gentlemanly…” Blue said, flattered nonetheless. “But however would you punish me if I ever did step out of line? Accidentally, of course.”
“M’ sure we could talk it out…yer real good at talkin…”
Blue smiled warmly…Yellow…always caring and sweet…to Blue he really could do no wrong…and yet he never got tired of any of it.
“Mr. Butterfly thanks you greatly for your consideration.” Blue placed a small kiss on Yellow's forehead, making the other softly coo…
“Awh shucks…how could I arrest a criminell as sweet as you…?”
“Well, you wouldn't have much of a chance too, dear.” Blue stated, confident.
“Huh? Whyzzat?”
“Because,” he stood up, jutting out one of his legs, “I would simply run away…as you said, I'm far too pretty for jail. Please don't take it too personal, dear.”
“Oh yeah-! You do gots them…them legs.”
Blue giggled, teasing the other and twirling around him and jumping over the other with ease an balance,
“I'm skilled as well. I’m afraid I'm far too quick for any sheriffs to catch me…and to my knowledge, you’d have to catch me to cuff me, dear.”
“C-cuff ya-?” Yellow blinked, “w-why…I-I wouldn'...”
“Blu hu hu…see, Darling? You're far too easily distracted…it seems I could get away with any crime…if I wanted, that is” he giggled once more.
“H-hey now-!” Yellow stood up too, defensive, “E-even with yer’ wits I'd still be sure to be hot on your tail-! Can't have you runnin' away…you could trip in those slippr’y shoes-!!”
“Blu hu hu…but I committed no crime~ You have no proof!” Blue bounced away on his swift and nimble toes, jumping to another platform,
“Hold it! Hold it!!! Your crime is…uh…bein’ too beautiful!! Now get yer behind back here so we can solve this proper, mister!”
“I'm afraid you’d have to catch me first, O’ man in charge~!”
“A real cowboy of justice never gives up on capturin’ a crinmanell! No matter how beautiful!”
“My my, how serious…very well then! Try to keep up, Cowboy! Perhaps if you catch me I'll talk~!”
“M’ holdin’ you to that, pretty boy!!”
The two leapt from platform to platform, the cowboy chasing after the ballet dancer, laughing and quipping at each other until Blue would inevitably slowdown and allow himself to be tackled to the ground and taken to justice…neither realizing that the platforms were completely empty, and therefore safe for any lovey-dovey affairs beyond chasing…there were still some things they had left to learn…certain nuances could be tricky. But surely, they'd figure it out together when they were ready…for now frolicking in the fields of flowers without a care seemed to work just fine for them.
Oh well…perhaps another day…