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yushi has a problem.
for this silly video reels they were split into pairs; ryochan with sion hyung, jaehee and sakuya, yushi and riku, as it should—and that's where the problem start. yushi, his yuuchan, his boyfriend, decided that it's a good idea to so very closely stare and try to kiss him in front of everyone. sometimes he doesn't really know what goes on inside yushi's head. thankfully nothing really happened. riku is fast to look away when his boyfriend pull up that stunt.
the two of them are now holed up at the back corner of the van, on their way back to dorm after spending the day filming a content of them attempting to skate for a brand deal. he and yushi, as usual, are glued to each other shoulders to shoulders. riku can't really complain about the closeness because he is grateful for the extra warmth seeping from their shared proximity. but then yushi does it again, the staring situation he has going on, and he can't really ignore it when it feels like the younger guy is burning holes through the back of his head.
"why, yuuchan?"
"won't you look at me back, riku?" yushi asks, his soft voice barely a whisper, yet from this close of course riku hears him clearly, he always does.
"i'm always looking at you."
"you didn't."
ah. so it's about at the rink earlier. everyone was too focused to try to stay stable on the ice, wobbling around like newborn fawns, which is a bit funny considering he had been quite sure that their team is on the more athletic side before they tried skating. but to be fair, it is their first time. they all were struggling to stand on their feet while the whole production crew is present and the camera is rolling. yushi is probably very sore after how hard he fell on his back too.
"sorry, i'm sorry," riku switches his attention at yushi, his yuuchan, "is this better?"
yushi is staring right into his eyes, almost not blinking despite how close their faces are to each other. at times like this riku finds it hard to believe that the guy next to him isn't some sort of a cat at all, with the way he stares- even the way yushi's lips curl up is so feline-like. it's so, so cute. riku has to bite his tongue as to not immediately coo and get sakuya's judgemental glare directed at him.
but really, though, someone has to tell yushi how his stupid little smile might be the cause of riku's death one day.
"you're cute," yushi blurts out, beating him to it as if he could read riku's mind.
riku nearly laughs from his straightforwardness, "am i?"
there's a faint rustle of fabric next to him from the way yushi nods, and riku can't help but smile fondly at how earnest he looks, then yushi moves closer to him to rests his head on riku's shoulder, making himself comfortable inside riku's personal space. riku steals a glance at yushi's now dark hair and carefully runs his fingers through the fluffy dryness, scared that he'll tug anything halfway. yushi's hair feels rough on his palm and riku is almost sure he can find a pair of pointy ears hidden under there if he looks hard enough.
"did it hurt a lot when you fell?"
he slips his hand behind yushi's back, carefully checking for any sore spot. riku reminds himself to check again for bruises once they arrive at the dorm, though judging from the way yushi pushes back and melts into his palm that's the unlikely case. which is a good thing, so he stops and decides to let his hand rest on yushi's lower back for the time being. it's getting a bit warm now, but he doesn't really have the heart to ask yushi to move, he doesn't want to, anyway.
the disappointed protest he gets is almost immediate: "why stop?"
"eh? this?" riku asks, already caressing along yushi's back again. he considers how yushi visibly relaxes followed by a low pleased hum as a definitive enough answer.
ay, yushi might really be a cat.
"you can always tell me when you want something, yuuchan. you know that, right?"
they both know yushi would not (at least not in the way he expected) and riku would still agree to his whims all the same, because he is a weak, weak guy when it comes to yushi. maybe he is spoiling his boyfriend a little too much, which he feels like it's a given when you have someone as cute as yushi as your boyfriend, but also because he understands yushi even when words are too hard for the latter, especially when it's too hard. always.
so instead yushi looks up to him, cornering him against the van's rear passenger window. he is so close now- fuck. yushi is beautiful.
riku feels his heart skips a beat when yushi continue to bring his face closer into his. a breathy chuckle escapes his lips because yushi just doesn't stop inching closer with that stupid cute little grin on his face, and riku is so weak against direct eye contact and his cute little yuuchan and his cute little yuuchan who keeps insisting on making an eye contact with him at the rear corner of the van on their way back to the dorm. it's amazing how yushi can maintain his composure from this close, really. because he almost lose his if yushi doesn't stop–
"wait- yuuchan-" riku pulls himself back once yushi's warm soft exhale can be felt on his face, but there's only so far he can go while being cornered like this. his face burns from a mix of embarrassment and excitement. if yushi notices anything, he doesn't say it, and instead continue to bring himself closer and fucking pursed his lips, asking for a kiss. riku swears this situation could be so much more romantic if yushi didn't do it inside the company's van on their way back after schedule, still sore and tired–
'thud!!'
"itai–!" yushi flinches. the van runs over a slight bump on the road, causing him to knock his forehead and nose against riku's.
their manager hurried an apology from the driver's seat, "sorry! are you guys okay?"
it hurts, tough it's nothing he cannot handle. riku raises his thumb up to signal at their manager from the rearview mirror, "we're alright, hyung!"
"that's why you should've waited until we're back at the dorm!"
ryo's lighthearted jab is followed by sakuya's boisterous laugh from the seat in front of them and beyond all that, riku can faintly hear the character voicelines from the game they are playing on their phones. these kids… must be nice to be so young and not be affected so much by motions. riku can't even laugh along, more out of embarrassment than hurt; and out of concern for the now disgruntled yushi who is still silently rubbing the bridge of his nose and pouting from the impact. that must've really hurt for him.
ryochan is right, they really should wait.
riku reaches out, gently holding yushi's chin up to check on him, there's a slight redness on yushi's forehead that he is certain may be throbbing now. his poor yuuchan…
"it's okay, it's okay." riku reassures, the gentle tone he used translates into the careful rub between yushi's eyebrows where they bumped into each other earlier. he probably has some kind of a built-in instinct because the next thing he does without realizing was to kiss it better. one on yushi's forehead—
and one quick little peck on his lips, just because.
but it works and that's all that matters. yushi has stopped pouting and is staring at him in disbelief. riku notices his excitement starting to build up again from the way yushi's shoulders seem to raise to contain himself, "more?"
"ah! get a room, seriously!" sakuya protests in a playful indignation which caused the two of them to broke into a fit of laughter. he gives yushi's cheek a reassuring squeeze then link their fingers together for all the way back to the dorm.
they have decided to choose mercy for the kids today. the kiss can wait for later.