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"Goo gah-gah!"
A dust cloud charged at Tooru from several yards out at full speed, closing in to reveal a grinning Yuri. He launched himself at his boyfriend with a cackle. Tooru couldn't even react before he was flat on his back on the grass. He groaned, letting the pain sink into his body like he was accepting a gift. It was the only proper thing to do when Yuri gifts you something.
"Yuri, you're.." He peers up, eyes crossing to see a long trail of spit that was dribbling down and onto the side of his nose. Blissed out, his nose burned and filled with blood. It leaked out of both sides of his nostrils and down across his cheeks. "Drooling."
Yuri clapped his hands, looking so impressed that he got it right. He cheered 'Papapa!' again and again as he bounced on his lap. Oh, he understood what was going on now. It was one of Yuri's favorite games, playing Papa and Baby. Getting to be Yuri's Papa, even if for a minute, felt like such a big honor. One he still wasn't sure he deserved. No one deserved someone as perfect as Yuri.
"Hi, Baby."
"Papapa, smoooooch!" Yuri made kissy noises and gave him drooly kisses all over his face. Tooru chuckles and tilts his head back, letting him have his way freely. His face felt so warm and wet, like a big dog giving kisses like it was just a little puppy.
"Baby's kissing me," He pets the boy's hair and giggles at all of the nonsense he babbles. "I'm so happy."
"Hapipipi!" Yuri cheered, "Hole!"
"Hole?" He looked around at their surroundings. They were in the middle of the forest. Was that really the safest place for his Yuri to be taken? "You want to do something like that here?"
Yuri shook his head with a growl and made grabby hands at him. "Hoooole!" He hugged himself tight and shifted his waist side to side, shaking his body with vigor. With that it finally clicked for him.
"You want me to hold you?"
"Dingdingdingdingding!" Yuri cheered and spread his arms wide. Tooru shuffled until he was sitting upright and took him into his arms, giving him a firm hug. It was a little awkward given their size difference, but neither of them seemed to care. As long as Yuri wanted him, he would give him every bit of himself.
"You're so cute Yuri. I could just die." He rubbed his bloodied face against the boy's shoulder. "Please.. Kill me, Baby."
Yuri smirked and aimed a finger gun at him, yelling, "BAANG!" as he 'fired' at one side of his face. On the other side, he placed wet kiss on his cheek. Tooru melted into it and held onto him tighter. Blood gushed from his nose once again and down the back of Yuri's shirt. He wanted to be his security blanket. Something for him to cling onto to until he outgrew it. Something he hoped he never did.