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On his way home from class, Toge peeked through the large dingy windows of the small diner that he passed every day. This was now his usual weekly routine; to be as inconspicuous as possible as he tried to catch sight of the cute waiter that worked inside. 

He had unfortunately been doing this for months. It had been a late spring day when Toge had first noticed him and it was now almost rounding up the end of the year. Every day as he walked home from his college classes, he chanced a peek inside the grimy windows of the diner in hopes that he would catch sight of the cute waiter. 

Despite Toge being too far to see the waiter’s face, his body was very distinct and he could recognize him even when the boy was faced away from the large floor to ceiling windows. A far away glance was all he needed in order to know that he was attractive, and it was frankly embarrassing how slowly he walked past the diner as he looked for him each day.  

The thing that Toge had first noticed about the cute waiter was how broad his shoulders were; seeming to stretch out forever under his white uniform shirt. He had straight, jet black hair that fell messily around his ears, and he was clearly a head taller than Toge. The cute waiter had terrible posture, though, and he was always slouching over as if he wanted to fold in on himself. Toge could tell even from a distance that he wasn’t very confident, despite the fact that he very much should be. 

Today, like every weekday for the past few months, Toge was attempting to nonchalantly peek through the window as he walked by. He had his hands in his sweater pockets and his head slightly tilted in order to look in - attempting to be as stealthy as possible. Before he could catch sight of the cute waiter, though, a loud knock against the diner’s glass window startled him, causing him to freeze in shock. He glanced towards the direction that he had heard the knock, hesitating in place. 

With a start, he realized that he had been so busy looking for the cute waiter that he had completely missed sight of his friend Maki. To his bewilderment, she was at one of the booths inside of the small diner, sitting in the large window that he had just passed. He raised his eyebrows at her as she gestured him inside, looking irritated. Her dark eyes flashed under her spectacles as he quickly shook his head, bowing his head in order to not draw attention to himself as he turned to keep walking. In retaliation, Maki knocked louder against the glass. 

Was this woman a barbarian?! Who slammed their palm on a glass window like that?! Toge wanted to scream in aggravation as he noticed a few other diner patrons turning to look where Maki was knocking - her insistent and loud banging drawing unnecessary attention. Ever the unabashed human, she was. He reached up and yanked up his hood as he spun on his heel, heading back towards the welcoming entrance of the diner. God, he hoped that the cute waiter was out sick. He hoped that this was the one and only day that he had missed his shift. 

Toge pushed open the small door, the faded gold paint on the knob peeling under his fingertips due to age, and a small bell tinkling overhead announced his entry. He heard a friendly female voice greet him as he ducked his head, still covered by his hood, and scurried over to the booth that Maki occupied. She smiled at him but he returned the friendly gesture with a glare as he slumped into the small booth. 

He hadn’t been inside the diner for years. It appeared the same, though, despite his conscious effort to not look around. It was still as welcoming and homely as ever with old furniture, hanging lights, and little knick knacks along the opposite wall. He didn’t want to look around to see if the cute boy was there or not, though, so he kept his admiration of the diner to a minimum. Toge was glad for the face mask that he wore, which hid his mouth and nose with the thin material. 

“Toge! I was waiting for you,” Maki said, gesturing to her notes that were strewn messily across the booth’s slightly sticky table. “I’m glad I know you pass by here on your way home or I would have tried to break into your house. I need your notes.”

‘You have a key so it wouldn’t be breaking in, you idiot. You couldn’t have texted me?’ Toge quickly signed, glaring at her through the curtain of his platinum blonde bangs that he was hiding under. She rolled her eyes, clicking her tongue as she reached up to fix her dark green ponytail.

“No, Mai hid my phone again,” She grumbled around her straw as she took a sip of whatever orange concoction was in the diner’s old Coca Cola glass. She squinted her dark eyes at him from behind her thick frames. “Just give them to me already.”

He had met Maki his first year of college when he was only eighteen. She ended up learning basic sign language to understand him after declaring that he was the least annoying person she had met. Now, three years later at twenty one years old, they were practically inseparable. They were so inseparable that he had given her a key to him and his sister’s apartment, which she should have used today.

‘Let’s go to my house,’ Toge signed, about to slide out of the booth in a mixture of impatience and desperation. He still hadn’t looked around at the diner and didn’t know if the cute boy was in the building with them. He could only pray that he wasn’t and hope for the best, despite luck never seeming to be on his side. 

Maki easily grabbed hold of his sweatshirt sleeve, halting his escape. Toge should have anticipated the attack since the two were always manhandling each other due to their strong personalities. He yanked his sleeve out of her grasp before narrowing his eyes at her across the table. “I have food coming, so no. I’m starving. Just give them to me, idiot. And take off your hood. You look creepy.”

Toge huffed, sliding his bag off his back and plopping it onto the sticky table between them. He knew that if he pushed leaving any longer, Maki would grow suspicious and make a scene to embarrass him. He began sifting through his loaded bag, attempting to locate the Social Science notes from the class that he and Maki shared. As he did so, a deep voice sounded from the booth behind him, causing his roaming fingers to freeze. 

“Do you guys need anything else, or are you done for today?” It was obviously a waiter, and Toge knew it had to be the cute boy’s voice. There was only one boy working at this hour on this day (yes, he knew, thank you very much). But…why did the voice sound so familiar? He had never been close enough to the cute waiter to see his face; let alone hear his voice. 

The waiter's voice was deep, but not startlingly so. Toge wished that he could hear it again in order to drown in it. Of course, the boy who was ridiculously attractive from afar also had a voice that sounded like melting chocolate...and chocolate happened to be one of Toge’s favorite foods.  

The couple behind him responded to the alluring voice as he quickly handed Maki the notebook that he finally found. He had unfortunately emptied his entire bag out in the process to find the one measly notebook, and he began to feel even more anxious than before at the sight of the mess. She took it, rolling her eyes at the longer than expected wait time despite forcing him into the diner against his will. “Do you think the Professor is going to test us on this? God, I hate him so much.”

Toge only shrugged, quickly stuffing the mess of his work back in his bag. He wanted to fold in on himself and disappear completely. If the cute boy was tending to the table behind them, that meant that he also had to be -

“Here you go, an egg breakfast sandwich on rye. Is there anything else you need?” 

Cute boy was suddenly standing to Toge’s left, causing him to jump in surprise as a large plate was placed down between Maki’s notes. Before he could steal a glance of the boy that he had been pining over for months, the arm that had put the plate on the table caught his eye first. Even his arm was attractive. The diner uniform was a white shirt with long, puffy sleeves that the cute waiter boy had pushed up to huddle near his elbows. The bare forearm that Toge saw as he placed the plate down looked tan, strong, and had many veins poking up from underneath the skin. It was comical, really, how perfect this boy kept getting. Comically annoying. How could that even be possible?

“Ah, sorry about that,” Cute boy said with a small laugh, his chocolatey voice causing shivers to run down Toge’s spine. “Didn’t mean to scare you. I’ve been told I’m very-”

Toge had finally glanced up then, more out of politeness than anything. Cute boy was addressing him, so looking at him when being spoken to was the least he could do. But, as soon as his eyes locked onto dark blue, his heart seemed to halt in place. 

Oh fuck. 

No wonder his voice was familiar. 

Despite it being three years since he last saw him, it didn’t even take Toge a full second to recognize the tall boy waiting on their table. Although, the last time he had seen this boy, he was at least half the size he was now. 

“I-Inumaki-kun?” The cute waiter asked, dark sapphire eyes widening comically in surprise. The hands that were clutching the round metal serving tray tightened, his knuckles turning white from the strain. He looked even more surprised to see Toge than Toge was to see him, which genuinely seemed impossible. 

Toge was dumbfounded. Not only did he have his hood up, but he also had a face mask on. How did he even know who Toge was, let alone recognize him in his half assed disguise? How could Okkotsu Yuuta recognize him from just his eyes after not seeing each other since high school graduation? 

Toge hesitantly waved, not sure what else to do. They had never even spoken to one another before, not in all the years that they had been peers in school. The only reason that he had even been able to recognize Yuuta’s voice was due to the fact that they would pass each other in the halls almost everyday. 

Okkotsu Yuuta had always been extremely popular in school. He was... nice though. Toge had heard everyone gushing about Yuuta for the several years that he had known him. The Yuuta that he had watched from afar wasn’t a stuck up popular kid; he was a shy, gawky, empathetic, and kindhearted person. He was popular because he was so damn nice and respectful and that was simply it. 

But he had not been this big. It had only been three years since he had seen Okkotsu Yuuta, so what the hell were they feeding this boy?!

“Wow it’s... wow! It’s been so long!” Yuuta exclaimed, his voice shaking slightly. He beamed down at Toge, who was taken back by the sheer light from his smile. It seemed as if the clouds had finally parted on a gloomy day to unmask the sun. His whole face lit up with the smile, causing his eyes to crinkle at the corners, and it made Toge’s heart restart with a lurch. “Can I get you anything? I mean… to eat! Or drink, whatever you want…”

Yuuta pulled the tray closer to his chest, and Toge felt bad for how awkward their encounter was, especially considering the fact that they had never spoken before this. He turned quickly to Maki, signing that he wanted an iced coffee. He attempted to ignore the incredulous and mischievous look that was growing on Maki’s face as he did so, the back of his neck growing hot. 

“Oh! We have good iced coffee here,” Yuuta responded, causing Toge to stop mid sign. He looked up at Yuuta incredulously, eyes so wide he was worried they would fall out and roll across the table. Yuuta’s face was still split into that huge sunshine smile, and his dark blue eyes stared down at him with kindness. His hair was hanging in his face now, since he had to look down to address Toge, but he didn’t make any move to fix it; his hands continuing to clutch the serving tray to his broad chest. “What kind of milk would you like with it? Unless you drink it black?”

Toge glanced over at Maki for a moment, as if attempting to ask her through that look alone if she also saw what was happening here. Yuuta knew sign language? Toge turned his attention back to him once more before slowly signing that he wanted his iced coffee with whole milk. 

“Yeah, sure, I got you,” Yuuta said, his grin still overpowering. Even though the words were innocent, Toge could feel his face heating more and more by the second. He was immensely grateful for the mask, which hopefully hid at least half of his intense blush. “Anything else?”

‘Do you have any caramel?’ Toge signed, unable to comprehend that the boy standing in front of them was actually understanding him. It was always such a rare thing when people in public understood sign language and the fact that it was an old peer of his baffled him beyond belief. Yuuta’s face lit up at the question, though, still understanding him perfectly. 

“Oh, yeah! We just got this new drizzle in last week. It’s really good. Do you want some inside?” Yuuta asked, tilting his head just slightly. His black bangs fell into his eyes, which were sparkling down at Toge. He nodded slowly, glancing over at Maki once more. She was full on smirking now, leaning back in her chair and disregarding her sandwich entirely. Toge wanted to reach out and smack her. 

“No worries! I’ll bring that right out!” Yuuta said, bowing slightly as he turned on his heel and walked towards the diner counter. Toge quickly turned, ducking his head to hide the flush on his face from Maki. 

“Oh, so you two know each other?” Maki asked, feigning innocence despite her mischievous tone. She was still smirking, her arms now crossed over her chest as she stared him down. 

‘We went to middle school and high school together,” Toge signed, turning his back a bit so that Yuuta couldn’t read his hands if he happened to be looking over. ‘We have never talked before though, so I don’t know how he recognized me. I can’t believe he can understand sign language.’

“Hmm,” Maki said, her smile remaining unfazed as she reached out to finally grab her lonely sandwich. “No wonder you were so desperate to leave. You knew he worked here.”

Toge, after flipping Maki off, put his head down on his arms. He needed to rest before the merciless teasing began. He knew was inevitable as soon as he had heard Maki snicker around a big bite of her sandwich. “That boy is like...four of you put together. He’s huge. You sure know how to pick them, cherry boy.”

Toge shook his head without looking up, too embarrassed to look at the teasing expression that Maki was surely giving him. They never talked about their love lives, mostly due to them being completely nonexistent, but here he was, blushing like an idiot over his childhood crush. 

He had been harboring a crush on Yuuta all throughout middle school and high school and had now unknowingly been crushing on the same boy these past few months without even knowing it was him. What an awful coincidence. Just as he thought he was finally getting over Okkotsu Yuuta. 

How could he not be going crazy over this new version of Yuuta? He had liked Yuuta when he was all awkward with long limbs and clumsy feet - when he was the nice boy that was always so caring to all of his peers and teachers. How could he not have a crush on him now that he seemed to possess the same manners but also...grew? Inflated? He had to be more than a head taller than Toge now. 

But...they had never had a single interaction before today. Toge, when he was first entering middle school, had been teased relentlessly for being mute. He wasn’t popular like Yuuta had been the moment he had walked into school. Despite being shy, everyone loved Yuuta. It was a strange coincidence that everyone loved the shy boy, and in result, had made him popular. 

Everyone hated the mute boy, though. Their friend groups and their social statuses had never caused them to cross paths. They never had the same classes and they had never spoken before. Simple as that. 

The teasing during their first year of middle school eventually sizzled out, but the damage was done. Toge didn’t trust any of his peers, since the same middle school kids went to his high school, so he decided to just stick to himself and ride out school as quietly as possible. 

And...he did just that. Not, though, without stalking all of Okkotsu Yuuta’s social media throughout the school years and even after graduation. Toge didn’t know why he was so obsessed with a boy he had never talked to; a scrawny, awkward, cute boy at that. Toge was sure that he had stalked his Instagram just last week. Not that there were any pictures of Yuuta on it, though. He never posted anything. 

He had never been on the receiving end of one of Yuuta’s sunshine smiles, either. He had only seen those from far away. So, receiving one today was electrifying. Lost in his reverie, he hadn’t heard Yuuta return. The sound of a glass being placed on the table startled him, causing him to jump in his seat once again. 

“I scared you again! I’m sorry,” Yuuta said earnestly, sounding guilty. His dark sapphire eyes crinkled at the corners as he stared down at Toge. His face and eyes were full of kindness. “I should have said I was here.”

Toge raised his head, sitting up straight in order to hesitantly sign to Yuuta with shaking hands; ‘My fault. Thank you.’

“He’s just a big scaredy cat,” Maki assured Yuuta, waving him off with a lazy hand. She took a bite out of her sandwich and spoke with a full mouth. “He’s fine.”

‘Don’t talk with your mouth full,’ Toge signed aggressively, reaching out to smack her on the hand that held the sandwich. She dropped it with a small thud, the egg sliding out between the bread and splattering loudly onto her plate. She stared at him with mock shock, jaw slack and eyes flashing. 

“No worries!” Yuuta said, laughing lightly as he scratched the back of his dark head of hair. He obviously felt a bit awkward, cheeks very pink, and Toge wanted to disintegrate on the spot. “I hope it’s good!”

“Delicious,” Maki assured him, mouth still full. Toge scowled at her, kicking out at her under the table. She groaned as his foot connected with her shin. In retaliation, she reached out and yanked his hood off, causing his hair to messily make an appearance. 

Yuuta, summoned by an old man from another table, bowed awkwardly before departing. Toge desperately attempted to flatten his hair, scowling at Maki as she slapped her egg back into her sandwich. Toge pulled down his mask for a moment in order to pop the straw of his drink into his mouth. Taking a sip of his iced coffee, Toge was surprised at how delicious it was. 

“Why are his shoulders so big?” Maki suddenly asked, causing Toge to choke on his sip. The action caused Maki to laugh loudly at his expense, and half of the diner turned to glance at the commotion. Even Yuuta, who was helping an elderly couple across the diner, glanced over his shoulder. Toge’s cheeks flamed and he turned his back towards the rest of the diner to shield his face from view. 

‘He didn’t look like that before,’ Was the only explanation Toge was willing to sign, coughing into the crook of his arm. Maki smirked at him, reaching out without permission to take a sip of Toge’s iced coffee. She ignored his silent protest and took a large sip, practically draining the entire cup. 

“I would be all over that if I wasn't gay,” Maki admitted as she tilted her head to look in the direction that Toge presumed Yuuta was now in, her tight ponytail swinging with the motion. “He’s hot and has that whole strong guy appearance, but he’s kind of a softie isn't he? He seems too awkward to be a waiter.”

Toge snatched his iced coffee from her hands before popping the straw under his mask and into his mouth once more, attempting to enjoy it before Maki finished the entire glass. ‘He’s always been shy.’

“Yeah?” Maki asked, her eyebrows raising into her dark green bangs. She seemed a bit too interested in the situation at hand and Toge’s heart rattled in his chest. “So maybe he did notice you in school but he was too shy to come up to you.”

Toge waved his hand dismissively in the air as he pulled his mask over his mouth once more. Maki finished her sandwich in the silence of the next few minutes, her face a mixture of contemplation and mischief. Toge was scrolling through social media, attempting to keep his attention off of wherever Yuuta was, desperate not to get caught up in staring at him. 

God, what an awful coincidence. His heart fluttered like a baby bird in his chest that was desperate for release of its cage as the old feelings of Yuuta resurfaced. Or had they ever left? How pathetic was it to have a long time crush on a boy he hadn’t even spoken to before today? Who even does that?

After a few more minutes, Yuuta strolled back over to take Maki’s now empty plate. Toge couldn’t help but examine his hands as he did so, gaze unwilling to meet those dark blue eyes that he felt on the side of his face. His skin was about one or two shades darker than Toge’s, and it looked absolutely stunning on him. His hands were huge - probably more than twice the size of Toge’s. His fingers were long, but thick, and he wore one ring on his thumb and another on his pointer finger. They looked amazing on him, the veins on his hand even more prominent against the cold looking silver. 

“So, Toge says that you were shy in school?” Maki blurted out randomly, catching Toge by complete surprise and yanking him out of his reviere. He gaped at the girl across the sticky table, horrified by her question, but she only stared up at Yuuta in waiting. 

Toge began signing his apologies frantically, glancing up at Yuuta with wide, apologetic eyes. Despite the random and intrusive question, Yuuta only smiled. The red tint on his cheekbones had returned, though, as he clutched the empty plate to his large chest. He waved off Toge’s apologies good naturedly. “It’s okay! I don’t mind. Yeah, I was pretty...uh...shy in school.”

“Getting a waiter job is kind of the opposite of that, isn’t it?”

Toge wanted to slam his head on the table. Yuuta chuckled, once again scratching the back of his head as he glanced up at the ceiling, as if finding it hard to meet Maki’s intense gaze. The head scratching had to be a nervous habit, but Toge thought it was cute. “Yeah, this job was kind of my way to get less shy, you know? It’s worked quite a lot but I still have some ways to go.”

Yuuta’s hair was a lot tamer than it was back in grade school, much straighter now and parted down the middle. And, with a start, Toge realized that Yuuta had striking dark bags under his eyes that he somehow hadn’t noticed earlier. The bags were so deep and dark that Yuuta looked as if had never slept a day in his life. Toge had never been close enough to see if they were present during their time in school, so he didn’t know if they were recent. 

“Hmm,” Maki hummed, as if she was contemplating his response. “Yeah, you’re doing great.”

Yuuta gave her one of his sunshining grins. “Thank you! It’s been rough but I’m grateful for this job.” He turned to look down at Toge then, his face still a deep shade of red around his grin. “Are you done with your drink? Did you want any more?”

‘I’m done,’ Toge signed before holding out the drink for Yuuta to take. He tried his best to not admire his large fingers as they wrapped around the glass (he really did try). ‘It was delicious, thank you. The best iced coffee I’ve ever had.’

God, that smile. The fact that it was finally being directed at him made Toge’s chest clench painfully. Yuuta reached down to gingerly pick up Maki’s empty cup as he smiled at Toge, his hand large enough to hold both at the same time. Toge’s brain short circuited at the sight. That hand would make a perfect necklace. “Oh, I’m glad you liked it! It’s my favorite too!”

Toge raised his hands to sign something - anything - but his breathtaking smile caused him to falter. His hands stayed raised in the air pathetically, as if he was mimicking a T-Rex or something equally embarrassing. 

“Can we get the check when you get a chance?” Maki asked loudly, coming to his rescue. She glanced over at Toge innocently, but he knew that he wouldn’t hear the end of this for the rest of his life. 

“Oh, it’s on me,” Yuuta said, smiling down at the two of them. “Don’t worry about the check.”

‘No, we have to pay you’ Toge signed, eyes wide as his hands shook. The way that Yuuta turned his whole attention to him didn’t help the shaking. His blue eyes seemed to make Toge’s mind go for a rinse cycle in a washing machine. ‘Why wouldn’t we pay you?’

“It was nice to see you, Inumaki-kun,” Yuuta said, a soft smile on his face as he completely ignored his question. His face was just as red as before, as if it was part of his permanent skin pigment, and he bowed clumsily around the plate and cups. He gave Toge one more smile that rose all the hair on his body before he turned away. 

“Oh, that boy wants you,” Maki commented as she stuffed her school materials back into her bag. Toge began signing in protest, hands shaking pathetically as his heart throbbed in his throat, but Maki only laughed at him. “He didn’t blush once until you came in. He was just polite and barely spoke before. God, and that smile? I didn’t get one of those.”

‘He was smiling at you too!’ Toge signed, hoping his hands weren’t shaking so badly that Maki couldn’t understand him. 

“Come on, Toge. You’re not an idiot,” Maki said, glaring at him from over her glasses. She zipped her bag shut and slung the strap over her shoulder, tossing his notebook that she hadn’t even opened back at him. “He paid for our stuff, kept coming over to our table to talk, and only smiled at you when he left. He wants your dick, and you need to come back to jump on that.”

Toge ignored Maki, face flaming as he pulled out twenty dollars from his wallet. He slapped it on the table before he stood up, missing the way that Maki left a piece of torn paper on top of the money. 

Yuuta waved a large hand at them as they left, beaming from across the diner. Toge blushed under his mask and waved shyly before yanking Maki out of the door, who had stopped in place to wave dramatically back at Yuuta. 

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Two days later, on that Sunday, Toge felt his phone vibrate. He hadn’t had classes for the past two days because of the weekend, and he was moping around the house since Friday. Seeing Yuuta had pushed him into an unhealthy spiral and he had ended up stalking every social media of his that he could find. Maki’s incessant questioning and teasing didn’t help get him out of this spiral, either. 

Toge fished out his phone from under the mound of blankets, expecting to see Maki’s name waiting on his lockscreen. Instead, it was an unknown number. The area code was similar to his, so he quickly read the preview of the message before opening his phone. 

XXX-XXX-XXXX

Hey Inumaki-kun, it’s Okkotsu Yuuta. I was surprised that you left your number -

No fucking way! Toge did not leave his number there! Damn Maki! He quickly opened the message, his hands shaking around his phone as he gripped it tightly. The amount of times that he had wished Yuuta would text him over these past ten years was frankly embarrassing. 

XXX-XXX-XXXX

Hey Inumaki-kun, it’s Okkotsu Yuuta. I was surprised that you left your number, so I just wanted to say it was nice to see you! Thank you for the tip, although I meant it when I said that the food was on me. 

Toge quickly FaceTimed Maki, making a noise of anger at her as soon as she answered. She rolled her eyes as he placed his phone on his bedside table in order to sign to her. She set her own phone up on her own table as she continued her homework, eyes only half focused on Toge. He began signing at her furiously, hands shaking, which caused her to roll her eyes once more. 

“You’re going too fast, Toge. If this is about your boy toy, then just answer him. Took him long enough to text. What a coward.”

Toge made another frustrated noise, which rose a laugh out of Maki. He snatched his phone and minimized the FaceTime screen, opening his messages again. The message from Yuuta sat there intimidatingly, as if daring him to answer. What was he supposed to say?! He couldn’t catch his breath with all of the butterflies fluttering around inside his throat. The fact that his childhood crush was messaging him was way too overwhelming. 

Toge:

It was nice to see you too!

Maki was the one who left my number, I didn’t mean to weird you out or anything. \(>.<)/

Toge pressed send before he could regret it. He really didn’t want Yuuta to think that he was stalking him or attempting to hit on him. If he was, he would for sure be rejected. Yuuta was being nice to an old peer from school, nothing more. Although, of course, they had never even spoken before Friday…

“Has he responded?” Maki asked, only halfway paying attention. She knew that he had called just for moral support and for her company, and hadn't called with the intent to talk to her. He was furious at her for putting him in this situation, so he just ignored her. He didn’t miss the sound of her laugh, though. 

Yuuta:

Oh, well it wasn’t weird! It’s been so long since we last saw each other so it was nice to see you. 

That was the second time that Yuuta had said it was nice to see him. The third, if he included their interaction at the diner. Why was he repeating himself? 

Toge:

Yeah, it’s been a while. ^.^

Do you still live around here?

The response was immediate and it surprised Toge. So he was sitting somewhere, waiting on his texts just like he was? Or was he just bored and wanting to distract himself? 

Yuuta: 

Yeah, I still live around here. I live with my mom so that I can take care of her. 

What about you? :)

Toge:

I’m living with my older sister :p

I go to college around here. 

Yuuta:

Oh, that explains why I always see you walking past the diner!

Fuck, he had noticed him passing by the diner? Why hadn’t he said anything? Toge’s face burned and he groaned, smashing his face into his squishmallow. Maki glanced up from her homework to see her friend struggling, but only smiled before returning her attention to the papers in front of her. She knew that he was secretly very happy that she had left his number despite his fake anger, and she was glad that she was called to provide support. 

Yuuta responded once more before Toge could. 

Yuuta:

I mean, I’ve seen you a couple times! You always pass by so I was bound to notice you.

Sorry if that sounded creepy 

Toge: 

It wasn’t creepy! I noticed u too but I didn’t recognize you at first. 

You look a lot different ʕ•ᴥ•ʔ/

Yuuta:

You noticed me too?

Fuck, that sounded bad. Oh, yeah, I noticed you every time I walked home! He probably had already seen him peeking at him through the glass a few times like an absolute creep. He was probably coming off as such a stalker. Toge groaned again, ignoring Maki’s questioning look on the small screen in the corner of his phone. 

Toge:

Yeah, I pass the diner every day from school so ofc! 

I’m not blind, you know. -.-t

Yuuta:

Haha yeah I guess so. 

You didn’t recognize me? I look that different?

Toge:

You really do look different. Not the Okkotsu-kun I remember! 

Thanks again for the coffee it was really good. (◠‿◠)

Yuuta:

Yeah, anytime! :) if you ever stop by again, I’ll be sure to make it for you again. 

Toge:

Yeah, that sounds great! 

Especially after having classes...

Yuuta:

Yeah, that does sound like the perfect time! 

I don’t work weekends, so don’t stop by then okay?

Toge:

Okay, Okkotsu-kun! Thanks again! (>‿◠)✌

Yuuta:

Anytime :) 

Toge quickly screenshotted the messages and sent them to Maki, enlarging the minimized FaceTime screen so that he could glare at Maki through the screen. 

“Oh, boy. Here we go,” Maki groaned, pretending to look irritated as she scrolled through the screenshots that he had sent. 

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Yuuta kept his iced coffee promise. 

It took Toge a week, the next Friday exactly, to get the courage to go into the diner again. The whole week was full of awkward waving from Toge and sunshine smiles from Yuuta through the floor to ceiling glass windows. It seemed that Yuuta always knew exactly when to look through the window and always was just in time to catch his gaze as he passed. 

This day, though, was different. Yuuta hadn’t looked up in time to see him despite the lack of customers inside of the diner that day. He had his arms crossed on the counter with his back bent to rest his head on them. He looked exhausted as a female coworker spoke to him on the other side of the counter; a petite girl with long, beautiful brown hair that she kept tucking behind her ear. She was obviously flirting with him. 

Toge stopped in his tracks, an uneasy feeling rising in his stomach. It felt like acid was being poured down his spine. He wasn’t sure if it was jealousy at the flirting or the fact that Yuuta didn’t look happy today, but he found himself walking backwards and turning back towards the diner’s front door. The small bell jingled when he walked in and the petite brown haired girl spun on her heel. She seemed a bit irritated at his arrival, but welcomed him all the same. The diner was almost completely empty, and Toge solemnly noticed that Yuuta had disappeared in the short time it took him to walk to the entrance. Toge’s heart sank as the girl approached him. 

They were probably around the same height, although he was a bit thinner than her. She truly was gorgeous - her face slim and lined with subtle makeup. Toge felt his gut twist painfully. Yuuta would look good with someone like this, not a mute boy like him. It wasn’t as if he couldn’t talk, either. He could, but after the surgery to remove the masses, it left his voice sounding garbled and disgusting. Yuuta would never want someone who sounded like they smoked for eighty years at twenty one years old. 

Also, Yuuta probably wasn’t even gay. Damn Maki for putting hope into his head and talking about Yuuta all the time. Yuuta would look better with a petite, beautiful girl like this one. Before he could turn to escape the diner, the girl spoke to him; “For how many?”

Toge hesitated, his hands breaking out into a cold sweat. He purposefully never put himself into situations where strangers talked to him, and he was never alone when these situations happened. It had been a while since he was put on the spot like this. He held up one finger, and the girl’s mouth twisted sourly at the sight. She assumed he was being rude since he didn’t respond verbally, just as everyone had assumed back in grade school. She narrowed her eyes at him, obviously annoyed. “What was that? Table for how many?”

Toge knew that she was pressing him to be polite and respond, but he felt as if he was falling down a rabbit hole with nothing to grab hold of. He couldn’t respond. How did he tell her that? He held up one finger again, his hand shaking. She huffed out a breath, shaking her head. Toge knew that she was taking her frustration out on him, but he didn’t know how to deescalate the situation. “Sorry, but I don’t understand. You’re going to have to tell me for how many.”

Toge raised his hands again, pathetically attempting to sign out that he didn’t talk. Her face twisted, staring at him as if he had just yelled in her face at the top of his lungs. Ah, there it was. The face that the kids at his school used to make. He was used to that. Turning quickly on his heel, he began rushing towards the door. Before he could reach it, hand extended out towards the peeling brass knob, a voice rang out behind him. 

“Inumaki-kun!”

Toge turned, relief rushing through him. Yuuta stood at the door that led to the back of the diner, eyes frantic and hand raised in the air as if it could somehow stop Toge from leaving. When their eyes locked, Yuuta dropped his hand and gave him a strained smile. It didn’t quite reach his eyes. 

“Oh, you know him!” The girl said, her whole face brightening in a pathetic attempt to appear friendly. She looked at Toge with a panicked, fake smile. “It’s nice to meet you!”

Toge turned his attention back to Yuuta, just in time to watch the taller boy begin to sign; ‘I’m about to go on my break. Pick a booth and I’ll bring you some iced coffee.’

Toge’s whole body relaxed. Seeing Yuuta sign was something so innocent, but it lit a fire in his heart. His large hands signed perfectly - almost too perfectly. It was as if he practiced every day in order to perfect it, and he didn’t use any lazy signs at all. The girl, whoever the hell she was, looked back and forth between the two in bewilderment. 

‘Thank you,’ Toge signed, quickly turning away from the girl and heading to the closest booth. He heard her begin to speak to Yuuta’s back as he ducked under the counter to search for a clean cup. The tinkling of glass reached Toge’s ears as Yuuta’s ring hit the cup in his hand.

“I didn’t know your friend can’t hear! You know sign language! That’s incredible, Senpai! It’s so nice to give back to the less fortunate-”

Toge paused, his backpack halfway off of his back. The less fortunate? In the mere minutes that he had met this girl, she had already flung him back to his most hated days at school. 

“He can hear you just fine, Demi-san,” Yuuta said, voice slightly strained as he poured some cold brew into a glass cup. He didn’t look up at either one of them, but Toge could see that his knuckles had gone white as he gripped the cup tightly in aggravation. “Please don’t talk about my friend that way.”

Demi didn’t respond, obviously feeling the same cold demeanor from Yuuta that Toge was feeling. Toge slipped his backpack the rest of the way off before flinging it onto the booth’s seat. He fiddled with the strap of his mask, anxiety filling his chest with bees despite the fact that Yuuta had defended him. 

He wore the mask to deter conversation from others. If you wore a face mask, it was usually because you were sick and protecting others or protecting yourself from the air around you. The mask usually prevented strangers from coming up to him, and he was thankful for it. Today was just a fluke and he shouldn’t let it get to him. Wallowing in a situation that hadn’t happened since grade school was pointless. 

Before he could begin to overthink, Yuuta plopped down in the booth across from him. Toge jumped slightly, finger catching on his mask. He glanced up as Yuuta placed his iced coffee and a small plate in front of him. On the plate sat a delicious looking croissant, and Toge’s stomach growled loudly at the sight of it. Yuuta chuckled, dark sapphire eyes sparkling as he stared at Toge from across the small booth. 

“I’m glad I brought it,” Yuuta said, rolling his puffy white sleeves up to his elbows. They had slipped down to his wrists, and Toge followed the motion to catch sight of his veiny, ring clad fingers. “Your stomach just thanked me.”

Toge smiled underneath his mask, the back of his neck growing hot. Since they were so close, he could finally admire Yuuta now. Sitting next to him, he realized truly just how large Yuuta had grown. The booth seemed much too small for him, and he was even a head taller than Toge while sitting down and hunching over. 

Straight, short black hair fell messily around his head and was almost long enough to cover his eyes despite his middle part. Although he grew older and larger, Yuuta still had a soft boyish face around the hard panels. His dark blue eyes were even prettier up close, and Toge yearned to swim in them. The dark eye bags that hung heavily under his eyes appeared to be even darker today, and Toge wondered if everything was okay with him. 

‘What flavor is it? My stomach might take back it’s thanks if it hates it,’ Toge signed before reaching out to grab the pastry. Not rising to his teasing, Yuuta laughed softly at his joke and Toge’s stomach twisted into knots at the adorable noise. 

“It’s -” Yuuta stopped short, his voice cutting off. 

Toge had looped a finger through his mask and tugged, letting it fall off one ear and hang off of the other. As soon as his face had been revealed, Yuuta had tripped over his words. Toge glanced up curiously, and was surprised to see Yuuta’s bewildered expression. His lips were parted and his eyes had zeroed in on Toge’s mouth. What, did he have something on his face?!

Oh, no. Yuuta has never seen his mouth before. Even in school, Toge had always worn a mask. 

Yuuta quickly recovered, but not without his nervous scratch to the back of his head. His face had flushed a deep scarlet as he glanced out the window, as if he was too nervous to watch Toge eat. “It’s chocolate, so you’ll like it,” Yuuta muttered, his voice shaking slightly. He continued to look intently out the window, as if he was busy people watching. His eyes were darting around, though, not focusing on anything particular. 

Toge waved a hand gently to catch Yuuta’s attention. Realizing his mistake of looking away, the other boy let out a soft ‘oh!’ before turning his attention back to him. Face still red, he gave him a small smile to encourage Toge to speak. 

‘I hate chocolate,’ Toge lied, signing clumsily around the croissant. ‘It’s disgusting.’

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Yuuta laughed lightly, a wide smile on his face. Toge, who was always teasing everyone, was surprised once more that he hadn’t risen to the bait.

“I know that’s a lie. You used to buy those chocolate things from the cafeteria all the time,” Yuuta said nonchalantly, waving his large hand in the air between them. A few moments passed before he realized what he had said, his face falling and his eyes widening drastically at Toge’s red face. Attempting to busy himself, Toge ripped off another part of the croissant and popped it into his mouth. He could feel how red his face was becoming, and he yearned to rip up his mask to hide behind it once more. 

“I mean, I’ve seen...I…” Yuuta was sputtering now, obviously at a loss at what to say in his defense. 

‘I didn’t think you knew who I was in school,’ Toge signed, attempting to disperse the tension in the air. Yuuta seemed grateful for the intrusion, letting out a deep huff of air. He laughed lightly, once again scratching the back of his head. Toge yearned to grab his hand and hold it in an attempt to calm him instead. 

“Of course I did! You were so…” Yuuta gestured lamely with his hands, unable to think of the words. He smiled shyly at Toge, as if begging for him to finish his sentence. Toge only narrowed his eyes at him, insisting that he continue by himself. Yuuta sighed helplessly before rubbing a hand across his forehead. “I was always…looking at you. Always.”

Toge attempted to calm the soaring in his heart. He probably didn’t mean anything by that. He probably meant it in a ‘oh, you were always getting bullied so of course I was watching you’ way. He took mental notes of everything Yuuta said and couldn’t wait to overanalyze the whole conversation with Maki later. 

‘Then why didn’t you talk to me?’ Toge signed before reaching out to take a sip of his iced coffee. It was as good as he remembered it, and he couldn’t help but smile around the straw. Yuuta looked relieved that he enjoyed it, his shoulder slumping forward. ‘We could have been friends.’

Toge had been right about this boy’s posture. He was almost completely slumped forwards and truly did look like he was attempting to fold himself in half and disappear. It made him look all the much bigger when he stretched and showed his true form. 

“How could I?” Yuuta asked, laughing lightly. He glanced out the window again, as if looking into Toge’s eyes as he spoke was too intimidating. “You were always so unapproachable. It seemed like you didn’t want to talk to anyone.” 

Toge shrugged, taking another sip of his iced coffee. He was right. He put the glass down and smiled at the side of Yuuta’s face, who was still pretending to be interested in something just outside of the window. Yuuta glanced at him out of the corner of his eye, and caught sight of Toge’s smile. The smile that lit up his face in return was blinding, and he felt his stomach twist into knots at the sight. 

“Well, it seems like you’re okay talking to me now,” Yuuta countered, turning his head to look back at Toge. He tilted his head gently to the side, as if to get a better look at him. His cheeks were still dusted pink, and Toge wished he was an artist so that he could paint the sight and cherish it forever. 

‘Only because you know sign,’ Toge signed honestly before picking up another piece of his croissant. ‘When did you learn, anyway?’

“Why, am I good?” Yuuta asked, a small sense of triumph oozing off of him in waves. It was a nice change to his shy personality and it made Toge roll his eyes playfully as he popped the other piece of pastry into his mouth. “Well, I guess it’s been… nine years maybe?”

Toge’s brows furrowed in confusion. Yuuta reached out hesitantly for Toge’s iced coffee, looking up at him for approval. Toge nodded, and Yuuta curled those large fingers around the glass before pulling it to his mouth, his rings clicking loudly against the material. The straw that was just in Toge’s mouth was now in between Yuuta’s plump lips in an indirect kiss. 

God, the amount of times he had thought about kissing those lips while in grade school and high school was truly embarrassing. 

‘Since middle school?’ Toge asked, continuing the conversation that Yuuta was obviously attempting to divert. Yuuta took another sip before placing the glass back on the table, watching Toge shyly as he scratched the back of his head once again. 

“Uh, yeah,” Yuuta admitted, shrugging his large shoulders. He scratched his arm absentmindedly, looking around the diner as he continued. The nervous habits were so adorable that Toge felt an overwhelming urge to smack him for daring to be so cute. “I guess I have you to thank for that, really. Seeing you not able to talk to anyone made me feel...it felt wrong. I wanted to be able to communicate with...with anyone who couldn’t talk to others. I took classes every summer and...practiced a lot.”

Toge couldn’t help but gape at the boy across from him, his throat feeling as if it were closing. Yuuta was still glancing around nervously, so he missed the glimmer of hope that had to be shining brightly in Toge’s eyes. He had...it was Toge who influenced Yuuta’s learning of sign? Yuuta had noticed Toge that much even in their first year of middle school? Not only that, but he was that selfless of a person? How could anyone be so...

Perfect?

He could overthink about his words later. For now, Yuuta was sitting right in front of him, attempting conversation. That was enough. He raised his hands to catch Yuuta’s attention before signing once more; ‘Is that why you look like you haven’t slept in ten years?’

Yuuta laughed then, the first genuine laugh that Toge could remember hearing from him. His smile lit up his face and shone straight through the walls surrounding Toge’s heart. He laughed with his whole body, his shoulders shaking.

Toge was fucked. One hundred percent fucked. The feelings that he thought he had buried were bubbling under the surface; ready to blow like hot springs. 

“I have trouble sleeping, that’s all,” Yuuta laughed, placing a large hand on his chest as if that would somehow calm him down. He took a deep breath, his smile still overpowering his face. “It’s rude to bring up someone’s imperfections, you know.”

‘I’ll buy you some concealer,’ Toge teased, making Yuuta laugh once more. Without thinking of the consequences, Toge continued; ‘I never said it was an imperfection.’ 

And it wasn’t. Although Yuuta had an overall dark and intimidating appearance, he was sunshine itself. The dark eye bags were a stark contrast from the brightness inside of him. Without waiting for his reaction, Toge reached into his bag to grab the crumpled wad of cash that he had kept in his backpack for this exact moment. He placed it on the table; the amount enough for the payment of the drink, croissant and a good tip. 

“No,” Yuuta argued, pushing the money back towards him with a large hand. The rings on his fingers flashed brightly under the dingy light that hung from the ceiling, and Toge’s eyes zeroed in on it. His veins were more prominent today, running up his knuckles and along his forearm. His thick fingers made Toge’s mind reel. 

Toge attempted to push the money back across the tabletop, but his actions were halted by a large hand once more. Without thinking, Toge reached out to grab Yuuta’s fingers with one hand and the money in the other. He stuffed the wad of cash into the boy’s hand before closing his long fingers, securing the money in his hand. 

Their hands were very different in size. Toge had been right; Yuuta’s hands were easily twice the size of his. Both of Toge’s hands over one of his wasn’t enough to cover it completely. Yuuta was only a shade or two darker in skin tone, and the contrast between the two was beautiful. His hands were also slightly rough, Toge noticed incredulously, as if he was always working with them. His hands were also warm and inviting despite their size. Toge wondered why he hadn’t done this a long time ago. 

Their eyes hesitantly met and a shiver ran down Toge’s spine. Yuuta wasn’t smiling anymore; pupils almost eclipsing his dark blue irises. He opened his mouth to say something, but was rudely interrupted by a loud voice. 

“Senpai! Your break time is over!” Demi sing-songed, bounding her way over to their table. Toge released Yuuta’s hand quickly, pulling back into his own personal bubble. He glanced up at the brunette haired girl as she turned to him, a bright and fake smile on her face. 

“Thanks for coming in!” She practically yelled, leaning over into Toge’s face and staring at him in dramatic earnest. Toge couldn’t help but scowl at her before pushing his way out of the booth, forcing her to take a step back and away from him. He turned to grab his bag as Yuuta stood, clutching the small plate and the now empty glass in his hands. 

‘Thank you,’ Toge signed as Yuuta straightened up. He was about to say more, but was silenced by the realization that this was their first time standing near one another. Yuuta was, in fact, about a head taller than him. Probably a bit more. Toge was dwarfed in size next to this boy. Maki had been right...Yuuta was about four of Toge. The knowledge that he would be swallowed by his large arms and chest if he took a step forward for a hug was tempting and delicious. 

Yuuta stared down at him, and Toge was surprised to see that his hands were shaking slightly. Toge pulled his mask back on, hooking the strap around his other ear, before signing to him; ‘Text me?’

The taller boy turned to put the dishes on the table before turning back to him, a small but playful smile on his lips. He signed to him instead of talking, and Toge vaguely wondered if it was because of the waitress that was still standing nearby and being nosy. ‘We’ll see.’

Toge let out a huff of laughter, but quickly covered his mask to muffle the noise. He waved before turning to leave the diner, his smile so powerful that it was hurting his cheeks. The waitress had spoken loudly, as if he was an idiot, but he couldn’t find it in himself to care. Not after the amazing time he just had with Yuuta. 

He felt eyes on his back as he walked, and couldn’t help the giddy feeling that erupted through him from the inside out.

---

Maki:

How are you doubting that he’s gay?

That all sounds pretty gay to me. 

Toge:

He’s just a good guy, though. 

He would have done all that for anyone. ¯\_( ͡❛ ‿ ͡❛)_/¯

Maki:

Oh stupid boy. Of course he wouldn’t have. 

He learned sign language for you. 

Toge:

You did too dumbass -.-

Maki:

We both know that’s completely different. 

I learned a quick crash course and learned the rest from you.

That boy went to intensive training for years before he even spoke to you??

You’re not an idiot, Toge. 

I mean you usually are. 

All men are. It's not your fault.

But you aren’t an idiot about this. 

Toge:

I don’t want to get my hopes up 

I mean he didn’t even talk to me all throughout school...

Maki:

Are you kidding? 

He admitted that he was too shy to come up to you. 

You do have a resting bitch face...and he was obviously really really shy. Come on.

If he wasn’t a waiter he would have continued to watch you through the diner window like a lost puppy and never approach you

Not that you weren’t doing the same. 

He HAD to talk to you since you were a customer, cherry boy, but he did not have to CONTINUE talking to you. 

Toge:

(typing…)

Maki:

No. Whatever you’re about to say, no. 

He knew what pastry you always bought at school. And you guys had never even TALKED!!! 

He’s been watching you for a while. 

Toge:

But...

Maki:

You know I hate talking about relationship stuff. 

I would rather gouge my eyes out with a broken plastic spoon

But that boy stopped talking because you took off your mask. 

You short circuited his poor brain. 

And men already have pea sized brains, so...

Toge:

He’s probably just shy and that’s why he’s acting this way. 

I mean we know he is shy in the first place

And we never spoke before this so it could just be that 

He doesn’t even look or act gay. 

He looks like a het. 

A HET!!!!???

Maki:

You out of all people should know that someone “looking and acting gay” is bullshit. You’re not feminine at all and you’re the biggest homo. 

If he was someone you knew for a fact was attracted to men and he was doing all of this what would you think?

Toge:

But we’ve known each other for a long time

Maki:

No, scratch that. 

You two just met and you knew that he is interested in men

He told you himself

Would you think he was interested in you?

Toge:

Maybe... 

Maki:

Come on. 

Toge:

Ugh. 

Okay. 

Yeah, probably. 

Maki:

So why is this any different? 

He was watching you all throughout school. He admitted that. 

And now he’s acting like a love sick teenager. 

He paid for our food and stuck up to that bitch for you. 

Be honest with yourself. 

He’s being so painfully obvious. 

Toge:

But he is so...ugh. 

Perfect?

Nice?

Sweet?

Charming?

Did I say perfect?

I don’t deserve someone like that. 

Maki:

I’m going to say this once and you better not screenshot this or I will stab you in the throat. 

You do deserve that. 

You deserve more than that. 

So please stop thinking badly about yourself. 

He obviously thinks that you deserve him or he wouldn’t be acting this way. 

Toge:

...

Maki:

You screenshotted that didn’t you. 

Toge:

…

Maki:

I WARNEDYOU!!!!@#$$249

LITTLE SHIT!!

---

Yuuta waited two days after they had seen each other to text him. It was now Sunday and Toge was becoming a bit restless with overthinking, so he was relieved to see the message waiting on his phone after he finished his homework. He had been so close to caving and texting him first. 

Yuuta:

Hey Inumaki-kun! 

I just wanted to say thank you for coming in the other day. I was kind of having a shitty day so it was nice to see you. 

Toge:

I’m sorry to hear that. 

Did you want to talk about it?

It was nice to see you too, Okkotsu-kun. 

Yuuta:

Oh, no it’s okay! Just stuff with my mom’s health but it’s better now. Thank you so much :)

I’m sorry for my coworker. She’s very…yeah. 

Toge:

Good, I’m glad she’s doing better. 

Obsessed with you? An idiot?

Yuuta:

She is not obsessed with me. Haha.

It’s a pain whenever they schedule her with me though. She talks a lot. 

Toge:

Yeah she’s obsessed with you. 

Just trust me -.-t

You don’t like her that way??

Yuuta:

Oh, no. 

No no no. 

Not at all!!

She’s...annoying. I feel bad saying that, but she is. 

It made me really mad how she spoke to you. 

Toge:

Don’t worry about that! 

I’m used to it. 

Yuuta:

But you shouldn’t be. That’s not fair to you. 

Toge:

>.<

Yuuta:

Don’t >.< me. 

Toge:

(╥﹏╥)

Yuuta:

≧^◡^≦

Toge:

I have to go to the coast this Friday to look for a bookstore that sells school books :’(

You look like a nerd

Do you know any good ones there? 

Yuuta:

One, rude. 

Two, I do. 

Did you need company? I’m actually free this Friday. 

Toge:

Oh, really??

I really really don’t want to bother you...

Yuuta:

It wouldn’t be a bother at all.

I love going out to the coast and there’s a bookshop that I love to go to out there

Only if you wouldn’t mind

Toge:

Who said I even wanted to see you, hmm?

Yuuta:

:p

Toge:

That sounds fun 

Thanks Okkotsu-kun (✿◠‿◠)

Yuuta:

Us hanging out is overdue, too

Since you refused to talk to me in school

Toge:

WHAT?! (ノಠ益ಠ)ノ

YOU’RE THE ONE WHO DIDN’T COME UP TO ME!!!!!(ノಠ益ಠ)ノ

Yuuta:

Nope I’m blaming you for this one. 

You didn’t even notice me in school anyway so it’s your fault 

Toge:

Of course I noticed you! 

It was hard not to. You were so nice. ʕ•ᴥ•ʔ

And clumsy. 

And shy. 

Yuuta:

Aahhhhhhhh!!!

Toge:

In a good way :)

I noticed you. 

Trust me. 

Yuuta:

Liar :p

Toge:

I don’t lie. It’s a bad quality of mine. 

Your best friend was a boy nicknamed Panda (weird but oh well~~~) You only hung out with him. 

And you used to work in the gardens on your lunch sometimes. 

How’s that? ^o^

Yuuta:

How did you know that?

Toge:

I told you I noticed you. 

Yuuta:

Fine...I believe you. 

But you still should have come up to me. 

Toge:

You’re the one who should have come up to me!

Yuuta:

Nope. 

You were the one who should have. 

I was waaaay too shy to go up to you. 

I probably wouldn’t have talked to you even now if I didn’t wait on your table. 

Toge:

That’s what Maki said~~

I guess she was right. 

Yuuta:

Maki?

The girl you came in with?

Toge:

Yeah! \^o^/

Yuuta:

Ah, well yeah. 

She was right. 

I have to go, but see you on Friday?

Toge:

Oh

Yeah, of course. 

See you on Friday. 

Unhappy with the way their conversation had ended, Toge let the phone fall to his bed as he put all of his homework away. Even though the conversation ended abruptly, they were still going to hang out on Friday. Toge was surprised that Yuuta had offered at all, since he was always so shy. Maybe the waiter was just truly trying to help him find his books, or maybe he was just trying to make more friends. Or maybe... just maybe...Maki was right and Yuuta just wanted to see him. 

With that thought heavy on his mind, Toge used the empty house to his advantage. His older sister was visiting her boyfriend for the night which meant that he finally could do whatever he wanted. He grabbed the dildo that he kept in his closet before returning to his bed, mind full of the boy he was going to see on Friday. 

He would be lying if he said that he hadn’t thought about how big Yuuta’s dick was. He had felt guilty thinking about it all throughout high school due to how small and awkward Yuuta had been, but he couldn’t help it. Back then, Yuuta was this nice shy boy that he could imagine going red in the face and shaking in anticipation during sex. Now, Toge wondered if he would be more confident and strong. Or would he still blush even though he was strong and big now? God, he hoped that he was a mixture of the two.

Toge quickly smeared his fingers with lube, unable to get the thought out of his mind. He was willing to bet that Yuuta was still a blushing mess during sex and it drove him wild. Before he knew it, he was three fingers deep inside of himself. He could never quite reach his own prostate with his short fingers, and he was growing desperate for the intense sensation. The thought of Yuuta, big and handsome, hung behind his eyes as he finger fucked himself. 

The moment he felt somewhat ready, he slapped his suction cup dildo on his bed frame. He was too far gone to feel embarrassed and he didn’t care if he wasn’t quite prepped enough - he wanted to be filled already. His dildo was the only thing he was able to use to explore his sexuality, and so being a virgin for 21 years had led him to be quite an experienced dildo rider. He was confident in his movements and his abilities with all of the practice he had, but it was never quite enough. No matter what position he was in, no matter what angle or speed he used, he wanted large hands grabbing onto his hips and holding him still as they fucked into him.

If he ever got to have sex with Yuuta, he would be excited to show off his riding skills. He wondered if Yuuta would be shocked at how good he was, and if he would enjoy it...

No. He was getting too carried away. He wasn’t even sure if Yuuta was gay, and even if he was, who said he would like Toge?

Pushing the thought of his mind, he wrapped his hand around himself and he came hard to the thought of Yuuta’s sunshine smile as he pounded into him from behind. 

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The next day was a dreary dark Monday. It was raining heavily as Toge walked home and he was drenched to the bone due to the fact that he had forgotten his umbrella. He was holding his backpack over his head as he walked in an attempt to block out some of the rain. His shoes were goners, though, and they seemed to splash into each puddle at his feet. 

As soon as he passed the last large floor to ceiling window of the diner, he caught Yuuta’s eye. His heart had dropped when he hadn’t noticed him in the first few windows, but he had thankfully caught sight of him waiting on the last table. Yuuta was taking the patrons orders when he caught his eye, pen and paper in hand. Yuuta’s eyes widened comically at the sight of him before he quickly bowed to the table’s occupants and scurried away. Before Toge could question it, he heard the diner’s small bell in the distance. He stopped, turning to see Yuuta running towards him. 

He had on his usual diner uniform, the oversized white shirt with the puffy sleeves and the small button on the side to close it together. He had on his big, non-slip boots and an overpowering smile on his face as he jogged towards him through the puddles. He had been so desperate to catch up to Toge that he hadn’t even taken the time to open the umbrella, his hair getting soaked by the downpour and hanging heavily in his face. He popped open the umbrella in his hands as soon as he reached Toge, shoving it over his head to block off the rain. “You’re soaked, Inumaki-kun! You’re going to catch a cold!”

Yuuta was continuing to get assaulted by the heavy rainfall, the umbrella only covering Toge’s head. Toge dropped his backpack to sling it over his shoulder before he grabbed hold of the umbrella handle as well, wrapping his fingers around Yuuta’s large hands. Despite the cold outside, his hands were warm and welcoming. He tried not to dwell on it before shoving his arms up, forcing the umbrella over both of them to fully block out the heavy rain.

A bit too late, Toge realized how close they were. In order to hold the umbrella over Yuuta’s tall head, he had had to raise his hands pretty high. He had stepped completely into Yuuta’s personal space, and they were now much closer than they had ever been as their interlocked hands brushed against Yuuta’s broad chest. A blush quickly rose onto Yuuta’s cheeks, having the same revelation at the same exact moment. He stared down at Toge with an expression he hadn’t seen him make before, rain water dripping from his hair and down into his sapphire eyes. If he wasn’t so shy and smiley, Toge definitely would have been afraid of him. With his size, his dark aura and intense eye bags, he was pretty intimidating. But luckily, this precious boy was just a blushing mess. 

This close, Toge also happened to think about what he had done while thinking about Yuuta yesterday. Cheeks flushing in response, Toge roughly pushed forward so that his fingers, still wrapped around his large hands, dug into Yuuta’s broad chest. He began walking forward, which in turn forced Yuuta to walk backward. Under his cold fists, he could feel his warm body heat and his pounding heart through his thick long sleeve. 

“Okay, okay,” Yuuta chuckled, allowing Toge to push him backwards all the way back to the diner’s entrance that he had just run out of. Toge could feel eyes on his face, but he pathetically kept his gaze down at their hands instead of meeting his gaze. “Just keep the umbrella, alright?”

Toge finally stopped walking once they reached the entrance, both boys halting under the diner’s small overhang that blocked out the rain and provided some shelter for the two. He gently pulled their hands back, reluctantly breaking the contact with Yuuta’s chest. Still standing a bit too close, Toge mournfully pulled their hands apart in order to balance the umbrella on his shoulder to sign; ‘What about your umbrella for after work?’

“We have extras inside,” Yuuta assured him, smiling down at him around the redness of his cheeks. His hands now free, he dropped them to his sides clumsily as if unsure what to do with them. Despite him being shy, he kept his eyes locked on Toge's. The dreary weather was no match for his sparkling eyes, shining bright through the darkness around them. 

Toge gave him a look of disbelief, narrowing his eyes suspiciously. Yuuta’s red cheeks swelled in a mischievous smile, as if ehe was expecting a scolding. Hyper aware of everything, Toge could feel the way his wet backpack continued to soak his already wet shirt as he signed shakily; ‘You can’t get sick on me, okay? We have plans.’

Yuuta scratched the back of his wet head, his signature nervous habit, but didn’t break eye contact. He continued to look down at Toge, only about a foot away, with his cheeks the color of a ripe tomato. Rain droplets carefully fell down the hard panels of his jaw. “Yes, of course. I won’t. I promise.”

Toge held out his pinky in the space between them, looking up at Yuuta expectantly. Yuuta’s cheeks became impossibly even more red, the color starting to creep down his neck and onto the shell of his ears. He hesitantly held out his own long pinky, looping it with Toge’s. His hand was still warm and comforting despite the cold air, and Toge was surprised to see just how different the size and color of their pinky fingers were. 

Unable to help himself, Toge whispered under his mask; “Warm.”

Yuuta looked stunned at his verbal use of the word, his pinky going rigid around his own and his eyes blowing wide. Now feeling self conscious, Toge quickly dropped their hands. Desperate to flee, he gave a small smile to Yuuta as he turned to depart, but the sudden smile on Yuuta’s face stopped him in his tracks. 

He didn’t seem disgusted at all by hearing the sound of his garbled voice for the first time. The smile on Yuuta’s face appeared to light up from within, the intensity so bright that it almost hurt Toge’s eyes to look at him. Toge felt his heart clench painfully in his chest as Yuuta stared down at him with nothing but kindness. 

“You go home and get warm,” Yuuta muttered, the sound of the rain pattering on the overhang almost drowning out his words entirely. His eyes were soft despite the heavy bags. “Text me when you get home safe, okay?”

Without warning, Yuuta reached out a warm thumb to wipe away a raindrop that had dripped from Toge’s fringe and down his face before stepping back towards the diner’s door. He had moved so quickly that Toge stood, shell shocked, as Yuuta quickly opened the door and sounded the small bell. He flashed a kind smile towards Toge as he ducked inside, but Toge saw the pinkness in his ears as he turned. 

Toge’s own ears flamed the entire time he walked home, his umbrella clutched tightly in between his shaking hands. The place where Yuuta’s thumb had brushed against his cheek burned.

He texted Yuuta as soon as he got home, uncharacteristically unable to wait. The boy had asked, after all, and it was the least he could do after he had lent him his umbrella. Reminiscing on how Yuuta had rushed out of the diner in order to give it to him made his whole face grow hot and caused a surge of confidence to run through him. 

Toge:

So I didn’t die...

Thank you for the umbrella ^.^

You saved my life. 

Toge had begun making dinner, his older sister working on her laptop in the kitchen with him, when his phone finally pinged. He was embarrassed when his sister caught him racing towards it, snatching it off the table as if he had smelled burning from a forgotten pan on the stove. 

Yuuta:

Of course! Anytime :)

It was nice to see you. 

Toge:

It was nice to see you too \^-^/

What time are we meeting up on Friday?

Yuuta:

Is 12 ok? 

I have to do some stuff for my mom in the morning. :p

Feeling eyes in him, Toge paused his typing and glanced up at his sister. She was staring at him from the corner of her eye, but quickly looked away when he caught her staring. 

Toge:

That time is great ʕ•ᴥ•ʔ

Thanks again. 

& before you ask, I had a few masses in my vocal cord when I was young. 

They took them out but it basically ruined my voice. 

So I can talk, but it hurts. 

And I don’t like the way it sounds. 

So

Yeah ~

Yuuta:

I was going to respect your privacy and not ask but thank you for telling me. 

It means a lot that you trust me enough to tell me. 

Toge:

Sap. 

Yuuta:

>:( 

Toge:

Thank you. 

Yuuta:

Ofc! 

And by the way, you shouldn’t feel embarrassed by your voice. 

It doesn’t sound bad at all. 

Toge:

I sound like an eighty year old smoker (-.-)t

Yuuta:

Hahahaha

Well you’re a pretty cute 80 year old then

Toge blushed, quickly turning away from his sister. He took a deep breath before responding, his hands pathetically shaking from the compliment.

Toge:

Didn’t know that was your type. 

Yuuta:

Old people?

Only the rich ones 

Toge:

But I’m not rich :(

Yuuta:

Suddenly I’m busy on Friday. 

Toge:

Damn and I was lying. 

I’m secretly a billionaire. 

Yuuta:

Suddenly I am free on Friday. 

Toge:

:,)

Yuuta:

If you’re really rich then you owe me an ice cream. 

I know a great place near the bookstore. 

Toge:

Deal (/ω＼)

Yuuta:

I’m kidding you’re not paying 

Ice cream on me

My coworker just got off so I have to go :(

Toge:

Don’t forget to kiss her goodbye! ʕ•ᴥ•ʔ

Yuuta:

:p

---

Tuesday was much sunnier and Toge was sad to see the rain go. He had thought about all the possibilities that the rain could have brought him and Yuuta together during their outing and he was sorely disappointed to see the beaming sunlight when he woke this morning. He was, however, swelling with nervousness and excitement over the possibility of seeing Yuuta today. After telling him what was wrong with his voice and being called a cute 80 year old, all he wanted to do was walk straight into the diner and into Yuuta’s arms...maybe his pants as well. 

Before he had left school that day, he had taken extra time in the bathroom. He combed through his hair, changed his shirt, and had even put on some of the mascara that he had stolen from Maki’s room. He ignored the looks from the other boys that walked in as he spun in circles to get a full 180 view of himself, eager to perfect his appearance.

Toge was immensely grateful that he had taken the extra time that day when he approached the diner and saw Yuuta sitting on the curb outside. He had been expecting to give his usual small wave through the window as he passed, and was shellshocked to see Yuuta already outside. His heart lurched into his throat and his knees shook as he slowly approached, eyes locked on the boy who hadn’t noticed him yet.

Yuuta was slouched over, head down and dark hair falling messily into his face. He had a large backpack resting between his shoulder blades and his white long sleeves pushed up to his elbows. He looked so cute that Toge couldn’t help but yearn to reach out as he grew closer, the sound of his footsteps apparently too light to reach Yuuta’s ears. 

He stopped right behind Yuuta, looking down at the top of the tall boy’s head. His hair looked soft to the touch; dark as night and messy in the cutest way. It looked painful to be slouched the way he was, though, and Toge wanted to scold him to sit properly. He could see the curve of Yuuta’s large back underneath the white diner uniform and he yearned to run his hands along it and feel every inch of his spine. Without thinking of the consequences, Toge reached out, wrapping his arms around the tall boy's face and covering his eyes with his hands. Yuuta’s body flinched in surprise, obviously not expecting to feel someone randomly touching him. Toge held down a giggle as Yuuta attempted to turn, his large hands reaching up to scrabble at Toge’s warm fingers. 

“What-” Yuuta began, spinning his body in an attempt to catch a glimpse at who was harassing him. Toge let go of his eyes to grab his nose, twisting it sharply before plopping himself down on the curb next to him. Yuuta spun to look at him, finally catching sight of the culprit. Toge giggled at the shocked expression that clouded over his face, eyes widening comically. Toge pulled his knees to his chest, wrapping his arms around them as his feet squirmed in nervousness in the street below them. 

“Inumaki-kun!” Yuuta exclaimed, his eyes wide and his voice breathless. His chest heaved as he attempted to catch his breath, and Toge snickered at how genuinely scared he had been. “You scared me!”

Toge shrugged his shoulders, smiling up at Yuuta under his mask. He playfully reached his leg out to step on the toe of Yuuta’s chunky non-slip boots, relishing in the way that Yuuta huffed out a breath of laughter. In response to his teasing, Yuuta reached down and grabbed hold of his ankle. Sputtering in shock, Toge watched helplessly as Yuuta yanked his ankle towards him. He trapped Toge’s leg between the two of his calves, holding it hostage and ceasing his attack. 

The intensity of his flush was something he had never felt before. Yuuta manhandling him, no matter how innocent it was, was something right out of a wet dream. He felt his face burning as Yuuta’s hand released it’s hold of his ankle, his legs still holding him hostage. Yuuta dropped a large hand onto Toge’s knee, the warmth of his palm seeping through the tight fabric of Toge’s jeans. He couldn’t help but fixate on the fact that Yuuta’s hand was so large that it covered his entire knee, smothering it with his warmth. Toge’s mind spun at Yuuta’s scent; musky and clean with a small trace of coffee.

“You’re such a brat,” Yuuta muttered playfully, sapphire eyes gleaming in mischief as he scrunched his down nose at Toge. Toge’s chest squeezed painfully at his words and he frantically began to think different thoughts to disperse the arousal that was tightening in his gut. Brat. God, he wanted Yuuta to whisper that degradingly into his ear as he fucked him. How dare Yuuta give him more material to think about when touching himself.

He struggled against Yuuta, attempting to break free of his hold, but Yuuta’s calves tightened around his ankle. Toge’s entire sanity was about to be thrown off the Eiffel Tower. His death would be announced in the newspapers the next day, he was sure of it. 

‘It’s not my fault you weren’t paying attention,’ Toge signed, huffing in frustration as he continued his attempt to wriggle out of Yuuta's grasp. Yuuta only laughed, easily swatting Toge’s hands away from him as he reached out to pry his strong calves apart. 

“I thought you were some random person touching me! Or even worse, you could have been Demi-sa-” Toge had reached out to the hand that was on his knee, attempting to pry off his fingertips as he grew wildly desperate to get rid of his warm touch. He felt the arousal seeping from his gut and in between his legs, his pants growing a bit tight. He was glad that he had a baggy shirt on, which covered the response, but he still didn’t want to be hard as he sat next to Yuuta. 

Yuuta cut himself off, horror filling his face as he glanced down and realized how intimate he had been holding Toge. He immediately let go, pushing Toge's leg away before his hands jumped into the air to hover near his shoulders. His eyes, wide and wild, stared at Toge with guilt as he shakily spoke; “I am so sorry, I play like that all the time with my little sister so I didn’t even think before I did that. I didn't mean to make you feel uncom-”

Not wanting him to feel bad, Toge sucked in his embarrassment and stuck his leg back out. He slid it between Yuuta’s ankles once more as he roughly grabbed his large hand. He slapped it onto his leg, furrowing his eyebrows in playful annoyance. Yuuta’s face flushed, the color springing up into the tips of his ears. Toge had aimed wrong, Yuuta’s hand falling on the lower part of his thigh instead of his knee. He frantically attempted to ignore the heat that filled his body at the sight of Yuuta’s hand being big enough to swallow the entire top of his thigh. Toge attempted to continue conversation, eager to busy his thoughts with something else; ‘Why are you off early today?’

Yuuta’s face relaxed at the diversion, his shoulders slouching forward. He didn’t remove his hand from Toge’s thigh, but he could feel it shaking through the fabric of his jeans. His eyes wouldn’t meet Toge as he spoke, his voice strained; “Demi-san asked for extra hours and I felt bad so I let her take the rest of my shift. My sister’s been asking for a movie night, too, so I thought it was a good opportunity.”

‘What movie are you guys going to watch?’ Toge signed, Yuuta’s eyes only daring to look at Toge’s hands. Toge found it incredibly endearing how he felt guilty and flustered over touching him. Not to mention that he was flustered too, of course.

Yuuta, face still flushed and refusing to meet his gaze, smiled softly at his hands at the question. “It’s a silly American movie. Shrek?”

Toge laughed loudly without meaning to, Yuuta jumping slightly at the noise. He stifled his laughter to a snicker, but felt accomplished when Yuuta couldn’t help his own laughter in response. He finally looked at Toge, tilting his head softly to watch him laugh. His hair fell messily into his eyes and Toge yearned to reach out and push it back. 

“I’m assuming you know it?”

‘Of course I do,’ Toge signed, his face hot from laughter. He met Yuuta’s eyes as he adjusted his leg, getting more comfortable. He half expected Yuuta to drop his hand from his thigh, but was pleasantly surprised when he followed his movement to maintain contact. ‘I love that movie. My family and I watch it every year. How old is your sister?’

“Sixteen,” Yuuta responded, that soft smile still on his face as he looked down at Toge. Despite hating the sun earlier, the sunlight from above illuminated Yuuta’s golden face wonderfully. His long eyelashes casted a small shadow across his dark eyebags. “She actually asked to pick me up from work since she’s learning to drive.”

‘I don’t even know how to drive,’ Toge signed, eyes widening in surprise. Yuuta laughed, and Toge flushed as he felt the hand on his thigh unconsciously squeeze. He felt so high off of adrenaline that he was sure he could do just about anything. 

“I don’t either. I usually just take the train home,” Yuuta admitted, his eyes still trained on Toge’s face. He felt small under his gaze, but oh so big and important at the same time. It made him equally as flustered as it made him happy. “She wants to move to America one day so she wants to learn now.”

‘You’re going to miss her,’ Toge signed, sensing the underlying unhappiness in his words. Yuuta seemed surprised that he caught his uneasiness, eyes widening slightly as he looked down at Toge. He shrugged his large shoulders, breaking eye contact as he stared down at his hand on Toge’s thigh. He slowly lifted his hand to trace hesitant circles on the tight material, eyes trained on the movement as he spoke. 

“Yeah. I’m going to miss her a lot. She’s a good kid,” Yuuta muttered, his fingertips seeping trails of fire through the material of Toge’s pants. A shiver ran up his spine at the feeling, but his attention was on Yuuta as he continued to speak. “She really stepped up when our mom got sick. My dad left when she was born so it’s always just been us, you know? But just because I’ll miss her doesn’t mean that I should force her to stay.

Toge’s heart sank. He knew that his mom’s health wasn’t the best from the context clues he had caught onto, but he hadn’t known that it was that bad. And he had no idea that Yuuta’s father had left when he was only five years old. Not knowing what to say, he hesitantly reached out and wrapped his fingers around Yuuta’s elbow in an attempt to give some comfort. At the contact, Yuuta's muscles tensed, responsive under his touch. He turned his head to look down at Toge, eyes soft and full of emotion as if the touch really did comfort him and he was grateful for the attempt. As soon as their eyes met, though, a car suddenly pulled up right in front of them.

Toge sprang away from him, jumping to his feet. Yuuta slowly followed suit, his knees popping as he stood. As Toge looked into the car, he caught sight of two sets of eyes filled with equal confusion that were boring holes into his face. 

They were obviously Yuuta’s family members, the driver a young girl around the age that Yuuta had explained a moment prior. The person in the passenger seat was a youthful middle aged woman that could easily pass as his older sister. They both had the same shade of black hair as Yuuta, despite their hair being much longer, and the same exact eye color. They both looked eerily similar to him and just as attractive. 

“You almost ran us over, Aiko-chan!” Yuuta snapped playfully, taking a step forward and halfway blocking Toge in order to lean against the small red car. He peered into the window, ducking his head low to playfully glare at his sister. In response, the sixteen year old stuck her tongue out at him.

“But did I?!” Yuuta’s sister, Aiko, snapped. She immediately turned her attention back to Toge, who was now halfway hidden behind Yuuta’s large frame. She looked at him so curiously that Toge was surprised she didn’t leap out of the car and walk right up to him in order to inspect him further. “And who is this?”

Toge’s face flushed with an intense blush, the situation not very ideal. He felt a wave of guilt crash over him, realizing that his presence would probably be an annoyance. It’s not like they knew who he was and he didn’t want Yuuta to have to explain and answer multiple questions. Yuuta’s mother hadn’t stopped staring at him, either, although her gaze wasn’t hostile at all. She seemed just as curious as her daughter.

Toge bowed politely, practically bending in half. He glanced nervously at Yuuta, who had glanced back at him hesitantly. He was surprised to see that Yuuta’s face was also flushed beet red, even more than when he had touched his leg earlier. Why was he so embarrassed?

“Inumaki Toge,” Yuuta muttered lowly, turning his face away from him and back towards the car door. Toge couldn’t help but notice that he had straightened his back, though, avoiding his family's gaze. He was embarrassed, immensely so, and Toge was shaking in anticipation to know why. 

In the car, his mom and his sister’s expressions changed in unison. Their curious expressions changed to disbelief, eyes widening comically. They both glanced at Yuuta in unison before turning back to Toge once more. He would have laughed at how in sync they were if he wasn’t so confused. 

‘Nice to meet you,’ Toge signed respectfully, feeling the urge to do something besides just stand there. He noticed Yuuta take a peek at him over his shoulder before he stepped out of his way, fully revealing Toge to his family as he opened the back door. He slung his backpack off and tossed it into the seat, but didn’t enter the car himself.  

“Nice to meet you,” The two said in unison, respectfully bowing their heads to him. Toge stood, shell shocked, as he realized that they had both understood what he had signed. He glanced over at Yuuta again, but the boy seemed to be too busy staring at absolutely nothing to meet his eye. His face was just as red as earlier, and Toge yearned to shake him and demand for him to tell him just what the hell was going on. 

As he turned to look back at the women in the car, he realized that Aiko had a mischievous but excited smirk on her face. She resembled Maki so much in that moment that he wanted to take a step back and demand to know why she was giving him that look. His mother, on the other hand, was looking at him with a soft tenderness. He could have sworn that her eyes were a bit misty too, but he wasn’t sure why they would be. 

‘You know sign language?’ Toge signed, hands shaking pathetically as he waited for their reactions. 

“Oh, just a little,” Yuuta’s mom responded, her voice soft and low. Toge couldn’t help but think that his mother did look a bit sick, lacking some color in her cheeks and boring the same eye bags that Yuuta had. Despite looking tired, her sapphire eyes were locked on Toge, as if she were studying his face to remember for later.

“They would know more if they weren’t so lazy,” Yuuta teased, leaning against the open door of the car. He still didn’t look at Toge, gaze somewhere far in the distance. His leg was bouncing wildly underneath him as if he couldn't stay still from nerves... or as if he were about to start sprinting down the street away from them. Toge couldn’t tell.

“Well how could we not know some when you practice all the damn time?” Aiko snapped, turning her head to look at her brother through the back seat. In response, Yuuta ducked his head into the car to hide his face. In response to her teasing, he reached out a long arm to grab at his sister’s ear. As she began to yelp in pain, Toge turned his attention back to Yuuta’s mother. She was still staring at him, eyes kind, and Toge shifted uneasily.

“Oh, you’re so cute,” Yuuta’s mom murmured, smiling softly at Toge. She was so soft spoken that he almost missed her words, but his whole body filled with relief. She seemed to approve of him. “Your eyes are so kind. It's so nice to finally meet -”

“Okay, that’s enough,” Yuuta hissed, cutting his mother's words short. His face was even more red than it had been before, and he rubbed at his cheeks as if it would help drain the color. He still didn’t dare to look over at Toge, his eyes gazing up at the sky now.

Finally meet him? So they knew who Toge was? He couldn’t help but giggle at how flustered Yuuta was, and he didn’t miss how the sound sent Yuuta into a spiral. He rubbed at his eyes, groaning in frustration.

“Would you like a ride home, sweetheart?” Yuuta’s mom asked, smiling at Toge. He flushed, shaking his head softly. 

‘I live just up the street. Thank you, though,’ Toge signed, politely smiling under his mask at her. 'I appreciate you asking.'

“Are you sure?” Yuuta asked, finally glancing over at him. Toge gave him a smile as well, quickly nodding his head. Yuuta gave him a crooked smile back as he rubbed his face once more, obviously still flustered by the situation at hand. “Positive?”

Toge narrowed his eyes at him playfully, nodding his head slowly. Yuuta huffed out a breath of laughter, running his large hand over his red face once more as he smiled back. “Okay, okay. I’ll see you, alright?”

Toge nodded once more, smiling again, and Yuuta ducked into the backseat. Toge took a step back to give them space to drive off, but his sister’s loud voice from the driver’s seat caught his attention. “You’re not even going to give him a hug goodbye? This isn’t how I raised you!”

Yuuta spluttered, whipping his head to look into the car. His hand had frozen on the door handle, about to pull it closed, but he had frozen in place with shock. His mom simply laughed at her daughter’s words, her hand coming up to cover her mouth. Toge couldn’t help but flush, his hands balling up into fists at his sides. He took a step back, attempting to assure them that it was definitely okay, he did not need a hug no matter how much he wanted one!

“You didn’t raise me!” Yuuta hissed from the backseat, reaching out once again to grab hold of his sister’s ear. She yelped, turning to smack his forehead with her open palm. 

“Just go give him a hug, you idiot! Mom wants to get home!”

“Listen to your sister,” Yuuta’s mom muttered softly from the front seat, finally turning her attention away from Toge. She turned to look back at Yuuta, and Toge was glad for the small moment of privacy. He attempted to calm his frantic heart and his hot face. Fuck, why was this so overwhelming? It was just a hug! A hug with a stunningly attractive man who was four times his size and who would -

Oh God. 

Yuuta turned in his seat, his long legs extending out of the car so that he could hoist himself out. He didn’t dare meet Toge’s eyes as he stood, looking down at his feet as he walked quickly towards him. Yuuta approached him so quickly that Toge didn’t even get a moment to overthink. He was on him in an instant, bending down to match his height before he wrapped his strong arms around Toge’s shoulders, pulling him against his chest. Toge reached out without thinking, wrapping his arms around Yuuta’s strong middle in response. 

It only lasted a few seconds, but it was everything Toge had thought it would be and more. Yuuta’s chest was so broad, so strong, and it felt incredible to be wrapped up in his arms. His cheek pressed against the hard panels of his chest as he inhaled his scent, filling his nose and his lungs with the sweet smell. Their height difference was so drastic that he didn’t even feel Yuuta’s chin on his head, the boy even taller than he seemed. Because of this, he could feel and hear how rapidly Yuuta’s heart was beating underneath his ear. It was a comforting sound, and he wished to stay wrapped in this moment forever. Toge knew that his heart was beating just as fast, perfectly in unison with his as if yearning out for him. 

The warmth and comfort that swelled over him in waves was nothing like he had ever experienced. He was already missing the feeling despite the fact that they were still hugging, and he knew that he would think of this moment for many weeks to come.

“See you tomorrow,” Yuuta muttered, his voice achingly soft but surprisingly shaky. The rumbling of his words vibrated throughout his chest and pressed against Toge's cheek. He couldn’t help but tighten his arms around Yuuta’s strong waist, frantically relishing in the moment before it disappeared. 

Yuuta slowly pulled away, and Toge desperately wanted to step forward and grab hold of him once more. Yuuta didn’t dare glance down at him, for which Toge was grateful, and he turned to scurry back into the car. He slammed the door, quickly hiding himself from view. Toge bowed at the car, ducking his face to hide his flush. He heard a chorus of goodbyes before the car pulled away and pulled out of sight. 

Toge pressed his fists to his mask, pressing against his mouth underneath the thin fabric. He closed his eyes, attempting to take deep breaths to steady his unsteady heartbeat. He could still smell Yuuta’s scent in the air around him, and the warmth from his touch burned him from the inside out. 

---

Because of their finals coming up, Maki ended up walking home with him on Wednesday. They were planning on studying at Toge’s house for their big test on Thursday, and Toge was sorely dreading it. On the plus side, though, he had updated Maki on everything that had happened between him and Yuuta and she was excited to pass by the diner again to catch sight of him. She was so excited that as soon as they approached it, Toge had to grab hold of her sleeve and yank her towards him as she attempted to walk towards the entrance. She rolled her eyes at him as they walked past, assuring him that she wouldn't do anything, but he held onto her sleeve in order to keep her in line. 

Toge was more than excited to see the boy after their interaction yesterday. He couldn't help but overthink about what his mom had said and the implications behind her words. Maki had insisted that he was being dumb and that there was no way that he didn't know what his moms words meant. Toge tried to remain unswayed but raw hope swelled within him without his consent. 

Like always, Yuuta somehow knew the exact moment to look out the window. He did just that today, catching Toge’s gaze as he and Maki passed by the second large window. He was standing behind the counter, tapping at the register as he rang up an order. Yuuta grinned, raising a hand in greeting from behind the counter, but he suddenly faltered. His eyes, from what Toge could see from the dirty window, skipped over from him to Maki. His rising smile had suddenly halted, not quite reaching his eyes, and Toge wanted to let go of Maki’s sleeve and walk right into the diner to demand what was wrong. 

Maki waved at him, causing Toge to groan in annoyance. Yuuta gave a polite smile in return, but it was nothing compared to the usual smiles that he gave Toge as he passed by. He turned to continue ringing up the order, no longer paying any attention to the two. Toge’s stomach twisted into knots as he and Maki continued to walk, now completely passing the diner. Why was he acting like that?

The next day, on Thursday after their final, the same thing happened. It was raining again today, huge puddles littering the floor as he and Maki walked past the large diner windows. Toge could have sworn that Yuuta caught sight of them walking, but he acted as if he hadn't. He didn’t wave or acknowledge them at all, keeping his head down as he cleaned a table near the window. It was so unlike him that it made Toge’s chest feel tight and uneasy. He had been hoping that yesterday had been a fluke; that maybe something had been wrong at work. Yuuta always looked up and waved when he passed. Why was he not doing it now? What could have possibly changed in the past two days?

He and Maki ended up walking straight past his house to stop by shopping mall. Maki hated shopping, but was adamant that they buy a cute outfit for his “date” tomorrow. She kept calling it a date no matter how many times Toge corrected her. All throughout the time they were shopping, though, Toge was worried about what was going on with Yuuta. He was barely paying any attention to the clothes around them and even stopped correcting Maki about her calling their outing a date. 

His resolve eventually broke, his head swimming with doubt, and he decided to text Yuuta despite knowing he was still at work. Maki was looking through a rack of cute sweaters as he pulled out his phone, letting her hold it up to his chest to check the color of his eyes against the fabric. 

Toge:

Are we still on for tomorrow?

Yuuta:

Yeah! If you’re still up for it. 

The response was immediate, almost as if Yuuta had been on his phone. It made Toge’s stomach flutter despite the response not being his usual playful banter. 

Toge:

Of course I am. 

I still owe you ice cream. \^_^/

Yuuta:

Right, right. 

Because you’re a millionaire. 

Toge:

*billionaire. 

Yuuta:

Riiight :p

Want to meet at the train station at 12?

Toge:

Sounds good ʕ•ᴥ•ʔ/

See you then!

Yuuta didn’t respond, which Toge didn’t like, but at least he would be seeing him tomorrow. 

Maki ended up picking out a dark purple short sleeve that she said made his eye color pop. She forced him to pay for it, despite it being her idea, and talked his ear off all the way to her house. Toge unfortunately couldn’t pass by the diner again on his way home from here, so the uneasy feeling remained. After he promised to FaceTime her as he got ready, he walked home in complete silence. 

Was Maki right? Could Yuuta be thinking that this was a date as well? And what the hell was wrong with him?

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Toge woke up late the next morning, quickly FaceTiming Maki as he got dressed. She approved his outfit, saying he looked “better than normal” and she wished him luck as he rushed out of his apartment. After looking at the weather forecast, he had thrown on the dark purple shirt that Maki had insisted that he buy yesterday with a striped black and white long sleeve underneath. He ended up speed walking all the way to the train station, making it just as the clock turned 12. 

As soon as he scurried down the steps to the underground area for boarding, he noticed a gaggle of girls standing at the entrance. They were all looking over at a figure leaning against one of the pillars, clearly giggling and whispering about them. He heard the girls as he passed, their voices not quite quiet enough to hide their words. 

“- so cute. I wonder who he’s waiting for?”

“- should go talk to him!”

“No way! He looks scary!”

Even from a distance, Toge could tell that it was Yuuta that they were fawning over. He was slouched over, black hair hanging in his face as he leaned against one of the large pillars. Even from this far away, Toge couldn’t help but notice his bad posture and how it made him look almost angry. He was wearing an oversized black shirt that made him appear a lot larger than usual, and he had on blue jeans so dark that they could almost pass as black. He had on dirty, white high top converse that displayed just how comically big his feet were, and Toge would have laughed if he wasn’t too busy admiring the tall boy. The sight of how big his shoulders were and how broad his chest looked in the oversized shirt was enough to cause Toge’s knees to shake. 

He did look unapproachable; a dark aura around him despite the heart of gold inside of him. He appeared bored, his eye bags darker than normal as his sapphire eyes stared down at his feet. Toge always thought that he had a resting bitch face, but it was nothing compared to Yuuta’s. If Toge didn’t know Yuuta, if he didn’t know that he was waiting there specifically for him, he wouldn’t have dared to get too close. 

In the distance, Toge could see two other girls looking over at him. They were also checking him out, whispering and giggling behind their hands. He was obviously unfairly and ridiculously attractive, despite his threatening aura, which many people would think made him even more attractive. 

Toge, mesmerized by the sight of him, had stopped in his tracks. His palms were sweating and his hands were shaking. How could someone that looked like that be waiting for him? Toge had already felt like he couldn’t approach Yuuta back in school because of how sweet and adorable he was, and now he couldn’t approach him because he was too intimidatingly attractive. How did that make sense? How could someone be both at the same time?!

As soon as he caught sight of Toge from under his dark hair, Yuuta shrugged off of the pillar and beamed at him. The dark aura around him vanished, the sunshine seeping out of his smile and radiating across the train station. Toge saw all of the girls that had been whispering start to giggle harder, but Yuuta only had eyes for him as he walked over to Toge with those impossibly long legs. The nervousness began slipping away, excitement taking its place. Yuuta looked so happy to see him despite giving him the cold shoulder the past two days, and Toge felt his own excitement mounting. It was Yuuta’s idea to meet up, after all. 

As he drew closer, Toge couldn’t help but notice how tight those dark blue jeans were. They smartly wrapped around his thighs, perfectly showing off the muscles straining underneath the fabric. They were cuffed at the end near his high tops, something that he hadn’t noticed before, and Toge thought it was the cutest thing he had ever seen. It was the first time he had seen the other boy out of his diner uniform and in his casual wear since high school, too, and he didn’t think he would ever forget the sight. 

Toge was so happy that they were back to normal; that Yuuta was smiling at him like normal. Yuuta had even stopped about a foot in front of him, close enough to smell his clean but musky scent through the thick smell of gasoline hanging in the air around them. 

‘Cute mask,’ Yuuta signed with those large hands before reaching out and carefully toying with the string that looped around his ear. The side of his thick finger brushed against Toge’s cheek and he yearned to nuzzle into the touch. 

Despite his confusion about Yuuta signing, Toge’s heart pressed smartly against his ribcage. He gently reached out to tug on his mask to take a peek, completely forgetting which one he had put on in his rush this morning. It had small chibi cats strewn all over it, each one pretending to hang from the folds in the mask. It was cute.

‘You like cats?’ Toge signed, looking up at Yuuta in surprise. Yuuta looked down at him with playful astonishment, as if he was greatly offended by the question. The thought of someone as big as Yuuta cuddling with a small cat left his entire reality shifting and spiraling. 

‘Of course I like cats,’ Yuuta signed, rolling his eyes playfully. ‘I’m not a monster.’

‘I don’t know about that. You’re big enough to be one,’ Toge teased, looking around Yuuta for the pay machine as he ignored the looks of the girls around them. As if reading his mind, Yuuta dug out two reusable metro cards from his pocket. He smiled at Toge as he held one out, bopping him in the nose with the cold plastic. Toge flushed, snatching it out of his hands. 

‘I already paid,’ Yuuta signed, turning his body towards the train and smiling back at Toge. Toge couldn’t help but smile back under his mask, quickly following after him. 

The smile was short lived, though, when he heard someone whisper under their breath about them as they stepped past them and into the train car: “I’ve never seen deaf people before. Can you imagine not being able to hear? God, I would kill myself. Doesn't that make you stupid? Did you see how fucking hilarious their hands looked?”

Toge’s ears rang and he almost missed the death glare that Yuuta threw at the two men in the entrance of the train car. The man who had spoken seemed dumbfounded that Yuuta could hear him, and quickly spun around to face his friend. Toge would have also turned away if he had been given that look - Yuuta’s gaze was threatening and terrifying. The dark eye bags, dark hair, and insane height didn’t help the cause, either. 

As if sensing Toge’s uneasiness, Yuuta turned his head to glance back at him. He reached out to gently grab hold of his wrist before pulling him to the closest empty seats. As soon as they sat down, he let go of Toge’s wrist to sign once more; ‘That’s why I’m signing. I didn’t want you to feel out of place with all these dumb people.”

Toge had been worrying about what the man had said, but the thought had completely evaporated as soon as they had sat down together. The seats were small and not at all created for people as big as Yuuta. Toge’s feet barely reached the floor while Yuuta struggled to fit his long legs into the small space between the seats in front of them. They were pressed close, their thighs only about an inch apart as their shoulders pressed sharply against one another. 

Yuuta’s body heat was overwhelming. It calmed Toge like nothing else had before, cleansing him of all negative thoughts and washing him in a feeling like a warm blanket right after the dryer cycle on a cold day. His signature scent was an added bonus on top of that wonderful feeling, and Toge’s heart hummed in happiness. He couldn't help but reminisce about their hug the other day. Being so close to him must have been causing him to go a bit loopy, because his hands signed without his permission; ‘What cologne do you use?’

“Ah,” Yuuta said verbally, scratching the back of his head. The movement caused his shoulder to press even more into Toge, and he was suddenly grateful for the nervous habit that had drawn them closer. He signed the next part, as if suddenly remembering that he was pretending to only understand sign language. ‘I actually don’t wear anything. Do I smell bad?’

‘Like a pig pen’ Toge teased, glancing sideways at him as the train leapt to life underneath them. Yuuta laughed, a deep sound that seemed to light Toge up from within, before shrugging. 

‘I was aiming for that,’ Yuuta signed, glancing down at Toge. Both of their eyes widened comically at the mutual realization of how close they truly were. Their faces were mere inches away, causing them both to flush red in unison before abruptly looking away. 

This felt like a date. The nervous flirting, the blushing, the small glances. Yuuta had paid for his train ticket and had basically threatened that idiot after he had made fun of Toge. If he informed Maki of all of these findings, she would laugh at how he was still questioning this. So why was he? Toge was determined to find out today, one way or another, if Yuuta thought this was a date as well. Or find out if he was interested in him, at least. He was determined to no longer question their relationship after today. 

But...Yuuta didn’t look like he was gay. He knew that was an awful thing to assume, a very old fashioned stereotypical thing to think, but it was true. Toge had not once assumed that Yuuta was gay at all during their time at school despite him never dating anyone. He looked as if he would be a good boy and take a nice girl to meet his mom on a Sunday after church.

Toge, in a sense, didn’t appear gay either. Neither boy was the stereotyped “feminine gay”, although Toge was very petite in size. He felt awful thinking such old fashioned thoughts, but he couldn’t help it. Why would Yuuta; sweet, shy, caring, stunningly attractive Yuuta, choose him out of everyone? Even the waitress at the diner was more attractive than him, despite her being annoying as hell. At least she could actually talk. 

Fuck, at least she could actually talk. Why would anyone want to be with someone who couldn’t talk? Why would anyone want to be with someone who sounded like an old man who had smoked his whole life? He hated everything about -

“Hey,” Yuuta muttered, yanking Toge out of his reverie. Toge glanced up at Yuuta, who had leaned down to speak quietly in his ear. The side of Yuuta’s face brushed against his, lighting his whole skin with electricity. Yuuta tilted his head away slightly so that they were no longer touching, but he was still close enough to whisper into Toge’s ear; “I lost you there. What’s got you thinking so hard?”

Toge didn’t answer, eyes trained downward at their legs. They were so close yet so far away. He just wanted to know what Yuuta thought of him already; the thoughts wracking around his brain making him grow tired and uneasy. The sunlight from the beautiful afternoon shone lazily through the hazy glass window, spilling down onto their laps. It bounced off Yuuta’s two silver rings, drawing even more attention to his hands. His hands were clasped in his lap, and at the sight, Toge had to attempt to keep his attention away from his hands and the thigh muscles underneath them that threatened to split the fabric of his dark jeans. 

“Are you thinking about what that dumb guy said?” Yuuta asked, voice still low in his ear. His voice, so deep and so close to him in the small space between them caused goosebumps to erupt along his arms underneath his long sleeve. The breath from Yuuta’s mouth fanned across the shell of his ear and his neck, causing his heart to race pathetically in his throat. “Don’t listen to him. He’s the idiot who can only understand one language. You know there’s nothing wrong with having to sign, right? You’re not dumb, and -”

He reached out without thinking, desperate to stop his words, and placed his hand over the top of Yuuta’s. He felt the cold rings that he had been admiring earlier under his palm, and the feeling attempted to awake something inside of him. The action had successfully silenced Yuuta, though, and Toge wanted to laugh. 

Yuuta’s hand was huge under his, and Toge felt somewhat like a toddler grabbing hold of their parents hand. His skin was slightly darker than Toge’s, with rough skin around his knuckles as if he had split them open one too many times. He had already been soaking in his body heat before touching his hand, but this was a new sensation all together. If Toge could stay in this moment forever, he happily would. 

Yuuta didn’t continue speaking after their contact but also didn’t pull away. He had gone rigid all over as if Toge’s action had completely stunned him. Toge reluctantly lifted his hand off of him to sign a quick thanks before he looked out of the window in order to hide his face. Toge didn’t know if he could handle seeing Yuuta’s reaction after doing something so embarrassing and forward. 

They rode in silence for a few minutes, Toge staring out of the window, before Yuuta got a text. His ringtone was so loud that it caused them to both jump in surprise. After the initial shock of the loud noise, Toge immediately began to laugh at the fact that his text-tone was the Yoshi tongue noise. Yuuta’s face flamed in embarrassment as Toge giggled into the crook of his arm. His whole body was heaving in laughter as Yuuta shushed him through his own laughter, his face still an impressive red shade. 

Yuuta quickly checked his phone, and Toge peeked over his shoulder to see what he was doing. He had received a message from ‘Mom’. Toge sneakily slid out his phone as Yuuta began replying to his mom and texted his phone, hoping that he hadn’t silenced it yet. 

Toge:

:p

The noise went off again and Toge laughed at the way that Yuuta almost dropped his phone in shock. Toge doubled over, laughing so hard that he ended up coughing wildly, the excess use of his throat causing it to burn. Despite his pain, it was so worth it to see just how embarrassed and red Yuuta was. 

“Stop,” Yuuta hissed, hiding behind his face with one large hand. "My sister did it." He placed his phone onto his lap, screen facing upwards, and the contact name that he had for Toge shone brightly up at them. The sight made his laughter stop abruptly. He continued coughing, but turned towards the window to hide the blush that was bound to be visible under his mask and around his ears.

His contact name on Yuuta’s phone was ‘Inumaki’ with a red heart. 

“You definitely owe me ice cream now,” Yuuta muttered under his hand, obviously still embarrassed as he continued to hide his face. Toge couldn’t help but let out another giggle, but he didn’t dare glance over to give his own flush away. 

Okay, so there was that. That wasn’t a friend thing to do, right? He didn’t have Maki’s number saved with a heart. He didn’t even have his sister's name saved with a heart. He had never saved a number with a heart before. After his family's reaction and now all of this, how was he still debating if this was a date or not?

They stood to get off of the train not too long after that, Toge continuing to laugh once in a while at their action packed ride. Yuuta’s face seemed to be a permanent shade of red now as he called Toge out for making fun of him. 

“It’s mean to laugh at people, you know,” Yuuta muttered as they exited the underground station. Toge giggled again as they exited out into the fresh air, stepping onto the path that led them toward the shops. The sunlight mercilessly shone brightly down around them, practically blinding Toge as he rapidly blinked to adjust his eyes. Yuuta raised a hand to block the sun, the flash from his rings almost blinding Toge as the rays bounced off him and causing his hair to glimmer in the sunlight. 

He glanced down as Toge signed, his heart rabbiting against his ribs; ‘You deserve to be teased.’ He ignored Yuuta’s playful glaring, walking forwards and relishing in the feeling of the thin layer of soft sand squishing under his shoes. After a few moments of walking, Toge hopped up onto the small stone ledge that acted as a barrier from the sidewalk and the sand. He loved walking on this every time he came here, the ocean a brilliant and unbelievable sight to their left. He didn’t enjoy sand on his bare feet, though, so this is the closest that he dared to get in his sneakers. 

‘I love coming here,’ He signed, the sound of crashing waves ringing loudly in his ears. He turned to glance back at Yuuta, smiling under his mask, and noticed how Yuuta’s gaze quickly shifted from him to the ocean in front of them. 

“Yeah, it’s beautiful,” Yuuta agreed, eyes now on the vast sea. He smiled softly, taking a deep breath of the ocean air. His dark aura seemed to be glowing under the afternoon light, bathing him in its beautiful colors. The ocean air rippled through his dark hair, causing it to flow gently with the breeze, and Toge yearned to reach out and fix it. “It’s been a while since I’ve been here.”

Toge smiled at him, despite Yuuta’s focus being elsewhere, and turned to continue walking along the stone barrier. Yuuta began walking next to him on the sandy path, and Toge was giddy to see that he was finally taller than the other boy. 

‘Why are you so short?’ Toge signed teasingly, looking down at Yuuta. Yuuta laughed, a noise like beautiful windchimes in the breeze. The wind whipped his hair around, forcing him to push his bangs back from his eyes to look up at him.

“I can’t help it. Don’t shame me for being short.”

They walked in a comfortable silence, then, the ocean air rippling through their layers of clothing. Toge saw Yuuta open his mouth to speak a few times, but didn’t push him to say whatever he was choked up on. He knew how brave Yuuta had been to even ask him to hang out today, and he didn't want to press him to talk if he wasn't comfortable. Besides, the silence wasn't awkward at all. Toge was used to silence. They walked for a few minutes longer, the stores in the distance slowly approaching, when Yuuta finally spoke. 

“Do you ever come here with your girlfriend?” Yuuta finally asked, nervously glancing up at Toge with a hesitant expression. Shocked by the question, Toge almost slipped right off of the ledge, having to halfway fall on top of Yuuta in order to save himself. “Wow! Are you okay?!”

Toge allowed Yuuta to straighten him back onto the ledge, hands holding him up by his waist. In the back of his mind, Toge couldn’t help but notice that Yuuta’s hands were so large that they wrapped easily around his entire waist. Even though his hands were so large and rough, he was extremely gentle and careful as he handled Toge. It made his heart slam painfully against his ribcage as Yuuta let him go.

Yuuta was looking up at him with such worried eyes, pupils wide and a small pout on his lips, that Toge couldn’t help but laugh. He laughed into the crease of his elbow, attempting to block out some of the noise with the light fabric of his black and white striped long sleeve. With all of the laughing that he did earlier, his voice was much uglier than usual and he definitely didn’t want Yuuta to hear it like this. Yuuta looked surprised at his laughter, his worry not entirely dropping from his face despite a small smile tweaking at his lips. 

“What’s so funny?” Yuuta demanded, his eyebrows slowly relaxing and his eyes becoming less tentative. Toge managed to calm himself down enough to respond, looking down at Yuuta in amazement. The beach air hair blew his platinum blonde bangs around messily and he pushed them out of the way in annoyance before signing; ‘I don’t have a girlfriend.’

Surprise lit up Yuuta’s face like a beacon, catching Toge completely off guard. He was being serious? He seemed so genuinely shocked that Toge began to doubt himself. Yuuta had seriously thought that he was in a relationship? With a woman? Did Toge give off heterosexual energy?

“You don’t? But what about that girl you’re always with?” Yuuta asked incredulously, his voice unnaturally high as he tilted his head to look up at him. He looked so shocked - so utterly confused - that Toge’s cheeks hurt with the way he attempted to contain his laughter. He looked just like a lost puppy, looking up at Toge and wondering if he was going to help save him and help him find his way home. 

‘She’s just a friend,’ Toge signed, slowly turning on his heel so that he was positioned to continue walking along the small ledge. Yuuta followed much more closely than before, a large hand hovering cautiously in the air between them. He seemed traumatized by Toge’s almost fall, looking extremely worried that it would happen again...as if it wasn't his fault for causing Toge to fall in the first place. ‘She’s gay.’

Toge slowly finger spelt ‘Maki’ to clarify who he was speaking about, and was surprised to see how intensely Yuuta was watching him. His face held so many emotions that Toge didn’t know what to focus on first. Yuuta’s mind appeared to be racing, and he could have sworn that he could see a bit of steam seeping from his ears as it worked on overdrive to figure out what was going on. 

“She’s gay? But… so…this whole time I had it wrong...” Yuuta trailed off, looking pained. He stared up incredulously at Toge as if it was his first time ever seeing him, his eyes sparkling in the bright sunshine. “I really thought…”

‘Is that why you got so distant with me?’ Toge asked, narrowing his eyes in annoyance down at Yuuta. Yuuta pretended not to see his hand motions, looking away like a child, which pretty much confirmed what Toge had asked. He felt giddy with the realization that Yuuta had been jealous the entire time. He had genuinely thought that he and Maki were together and that’s why he had pretended not to see them the other day as they walked past. He was acting like a jealous kid who didn’t want to see something that upset him. 

Yuuta scratched the back of his head in hesitation. He glanced up at Toge once more before looking away shyly, his other hand still hanging in their air between them. Toge could see that the shell of his ear had flushed pink as he concentrated on his feet as they walked. “Are you...seeing anyone, then?”

The direct question lit Toge’s soul aflame. He flushed red, ducking his head as he paid extra unnecessary attention to the small stone ledge under his feet. He didn’t even have to fully glance at Yuuta to notice that he was the same shade of scarlet as him. Not only had he basically admitted that he was jealous of him and Maki, but now he was asking if he had anyone in his life? God, he was being so direct and acting so out of character. It made Toge’s mind reel in confusion and nervousness. 

He could feel eyes on the side of his face and it dawned on him that Yuuta was still waiting for his response. He quickly shook his head, the ocean air causing his hair to fly everywhere, and from the corner of his eye he swore he could see Yuuta’s whole face light up in a smile. 

“Oh! Okay...yeah! Me uh...me neither. I’m not seeing anyone either,” Yuuta explained in a shaky voice, his words causing Toge to blush even deeper. Yuuta cleared his throat, even that sound coming out a bit shaky from nerves. 

Remembering his contact name in Yuuta’s phone, he decided to push the subject. After all, he was determined to find out what Yuuta thought of him today. ‘You’re being awfully forward, don’t you think?’

It had been meant in a playful way, but it caused Yuuta to stop in his tracks. His hand dropped from the air between them and he stared up at Toge with a nervousness setting deeply into his face. Toge halted his movements, one foot still raised, suddenly self conscious. Had he been reading everything wrong? Did the heart and the blushing mean nothing this entire time? Should he not have said that?!

“Is that okay with you?” Yuuta asked, looking up at him. Despite his shyness, despite the redness to his cheeks and the terror in his eyes, he was determined to look directly at Toge. His question was loaded and the air between them grew heavy. Toge slowly dropped his foot to steady himself, staring down at Yuuta. The sunlight bounced off his sapphire eyes and lit Toge’s soul aflame. 

‘Is it okay that you’re flirting with me?’ Toge signed, hoping to clear up any lasting confusion that he felt. 

Yuuta looked distraught at his question. He groaned, scratching the back of his head and breaking eye contact. He looked at Toge’s shoes, his face twisting into an uncomfortable grimace. Certain that he wasn't going to answer, Toge was about to recall his bluntness - claiming that he was joking and that he knew Yuuta wasn’t actually flirting with him, but Yuuta beat him to the punch; “Well, yeah. I guess so.”

There it was. 

Toge stared at him for a moment, too stunned at his admission to respond. Yuuta, shy and awkward Yuuta, had just admitted to flirting with him. Caring, sweet, kind hearted, attractive, funny, goofy Yuuta had just admitted to flirting with him. 

He couldn’t help the light laughter that bubbled up inside of him, a wheezing noise escaping his mouth before he desperately attempted to cover it. Yuuta peered up at him from under his dark bangs, his face still pained and anxious as if he couldn't believe what he had just said. Toge couldn’t help but admire how brave Yuuta was being despite their heavy conversation; especially because of the fact that he was excruciatingly shy. 

‘I thought you were shy,’ Toge signed teasingly, smiling underneath his mask. Despite his teasing, the back of his neck was hot and he felt as if he was vibrating from within with excitement. Yuuta grimaced at his accusation, shrugging his large shoulders. He looked lost, eyes wide, as if he couldn’t even believe the conversation that they were having. 

“I am, unfortunately," Yuuta muttered, voice quiet and eyes dropping down to his feet as he shuffled in nervousness. "I...I really didn't think I would get another chance to...you know... so I know I have to do better this time and suck it up, you know? I fucked up the first time. For seven years, actually. I don’t want to fuck up this time around too.” 

A moment of silence passed and Yuuta looked up at him through his bangs once more. His face was adorably red and Toge yearned to kiss him silly. Toge admired him for how much courage admitting that probably took, but he was still too stunned to respond right away. So that meant that he had been interested in him this entire time, too? All those years in school they had been mutually pining from afar?

No, he could worry about that later. Yuuta had admitted he was flirting with him. He had to focus on one thing at a time and not force more out of Yuuta than he was comfortable with. He had accomplished the mission that he had made for himself today. He had found out what Yuuta was thinking. Yuuta was flirting with him!  

Yuuta began rambling, his face flushed, and he looked as if he was going to vomit, pass out or run away; "Sorry, I'm rambling, I can't shut the fuck up, a-and I probably made things weird and all, but I can't just let this opportunity pass like before. I...I didn't know you were this nice, a-and funny, and -"

‘But you thought I was with Maki’ Toge teased, cutting his rambling off and reaching out to poke Yuuta’s shoulder. Yuuta, looking immensely grateful that he had stopped his word vomit, grabbed at his finger playfully and gripped it tightly against his palm. Toge pretended to struggle, but let him keep hold. His hand was warm and Toge could feel his calluses as his hand engulfed his entire pinky. 

“I mean, you two always walk together and you went into the diner to see her. You aren’t too great at communicating, either. What was I supposed to think?” Yuuta asked gently, letting go of Toge’s finger. He still refused to look up at him but Toge didn’t mind. He knew that this was really overwhelming for him, just as it was to Toge. To avoid eye contact, Yuuta once again stared down at his shoes, gaze so intense that he appeared to be mesmerized by them. 

He didn't think he would be so nice and funny? Yuuta had thought about what Toge would be like if he got to know him?

‘Jealous,’ Toge signed, bending down to put his hands in Yuuta’s face so that he couldn’t miss it. Yuuta smacked his hands away playfully but didn’t argue. Toge’s heart clenched painfully as he stared down at the boy, whose face and ears were still unbelievably scarlet from his word vomit. 

“You’ve been teasing me this whole day,” Yuuta muttered, his face crinkling in embarrassment as he scratched at the back of his head. His eyes darted away from Toge’s gaze. “That’s not nice, you know.”

In response, Toge held out his hand. Yuuta, staring at it as if it were a snake about to bite him, hesitated for a moment. Toge shook his hand in the air impatiently, narrowing his eyes down at the dark haired boy. Yuuta hesitantly reached out, his large hand engulfing Toge’s entirely as he slowly laced their fingers together. Toge continued walking then, giving no explanation and dragging Yuuta along with him. 

God, it felt so good to hold his hand. His fingers were so thick, his hand so obnoxiously big, that it made Toge feel safe and warm and completely at ease. They walked hand in hand for a while, and Toge could see Yuuta’s pink cheeks from the corner of his eye. He couldn’t help the flush that was on his own face, but he couldn’t find it in himself to care. He tried not to show his feelings too often, but it was hard not to show them at this moment, especially after Yuuta said all of those nice things. The boy that he had liked for so many years was flirting with him, so the embarrassment of blushing be damned. 

To lighten the moment, Toge pretended to fall again. He mimicked his foot slipping and desperately flailed his free arm. Yuuta reacted just as quickly as he had the first time, spinning quickly so that his free hand could latch onto Toge’s arm to steady him. When his worried face caught sight of Toge’s silent laughter, though, Yuuta frowned at him and pulled away. 

“You are mean,” Yuuta muttered, attempting to pull his hand out of Toge’s. Toge held on tightly, though, refusing to let him pull away. He reached out to poke at Yuuta’s side with their intertwined hands, still teasing him, but stopped as Yuuta halted in his tracks. Toge’s hand was forcibly yanked out of his from the action, and he pouted behind his mask as he turned to look back at Yuuta.

“Oh, we missed it,” Yuuta suddenly said, looking down the path they had just came from. A few stores down was a small shop with ‘Lai’s Bookstore’ written in beautiful font on a sign hanging from the overhang. Small shrubbery ran up around the side of it and the sight was inviting and warm. Sure enough, the ice cream shop that Yuuta had mentioned sat right next to it, a flurry of colors painted with bright paint on the window. It had cute flowery designs drawn all over it, making the aura very welcoming. Toge couldn’t wait to go see the flavors and finally know what all the fuss was about.

Yuuta turned to him, black hair falling into his face as he held out his hand to help Toge down from the ledge. Despite not needing the help, he grabbed hold of Yuuta’s hand to hop down, his feet hitting the sandy pathway underneath them. To his extreme disappointment, Yuuta let go of his hand as they began walking back the way they had just come from. 

‘Were you distracted or something?’ Toge signed teasingly, glancing up at Yuuta innocently. Yuuta rolled his eyes, his signature flush popping delicately onto his cheeks. The cold sea air whipped his black hair around, which covered most of the blush, but Toge still caught a peek. 

“Yeah, someone was annoying me,” Yuuta teased, and Toge stuck his foot out childishly to trip him. Yuuta stumbled, yelping in surprise. Before he could retaliate, Toge ran to the front of the bookstore, yanking open the cold brass handle and ducking quickly inside. 

The outside of the bookshop wasn’t half as welcoming as the inside. Upon arrival, a small white cat meowed at his feet, startling him. The door opened, Yuuta ducking into the shop, as Toge squatted to pet the small cat. It had beautiful long white fur and piercing blue eyes. The cat nuzzled against his knee, and he heard Yuuta gasp in shock. 

“It saw your cat mask,” Yuuta teased in a low voice, squatting next to Toge in the doorway. He held out a large hand, and Toge couldn't help himself as he sneakily admired the veins running down his hands and up his forearms, his silver rings shining in the dull lights overhead. The cat switched its attention from Toge’s knee to smell Yuuta’s hand.

“Oh,” Yuuta cooed as the cat bumped its head against his knuckles. His voice, usually pretty deep, raised drastically as he spoke down to the cat in a baby voice. “Aren’t you a pretty one?” Toge glanced up just in time to see the sunshine smile make an appearance, bursting through the dark clouds on a dreary day. His eyes were soft and loving despite the dark bags underneath, and Toge’s heart jackrabbited in his ribs, the cat between them all but forgotten. 

Yuuta insisted that they pet the cat for a few more minutes before they moseyed around the small bookshop, grabbing everything from Toge’s school list. Yuuta stayed close to him, much closer than was necessary in the small bookshop, and it jumbled up Toge's thoughts as they looked around. At the close proximity, Toge felt as if he was swimming underwater, attempting to reach the surface in time to breathe. His whole body was humming with electricity and he was giddy with excitement each time Yuuta leaned into his personal space. 

Yuuta was definitely standing more in Toge’s personal space than he had been these past few weeks combined. He was more smiley and so close that he kept brushing up against Toge by accident. He hadn’t realized until now that Yuuta had always been slightly reserved, just slightly out of his personal bubble, simply because he had assumed that Toge had been dating Maki this entire time. He had been attempting to be as respectful as possible of their "relationship". Now that he knew that he wasn’t with Maki, though, the dam had broken and he had completely lost his reserve. It was so thrilling but oh so distracting...especially since he could smell his musky clean scent with every move he made. 

It didn't help that Yuuta grabbed the books that Toge couldn't reach, pressing up behind him each time he reached up and causing him to turn into a fluttering mess.

After the bookstore, and petting the sweet cat farewell of course, they walked over to the ice cream shop next door. Despite the fact that it was Toge’s books in the shopping bag, Yuuta insisted that he hold it instead. They actually fought over it, Yuuta yanking it out of his grabbing hands. Toge was pretending to be mad at him, but Yuuta didn’t seem to care enough to give him his bag back. 

Now, with him holding his stuff and the fact that they were going to get ice cream, Toge was now certain that this was a date. Since they had gotten the Maki situation out of the way, the whole air had shifted between them in the best way possible. Toge’s cheeks were hurting from how much he was smiling, and his whole chest was filled with a flurry of soft emotions. 

Yuuta had chosen butter pecan for his ice cream flavor and was currently frowning at how much Toge was laughing at him for it. He held his grandpa flavored cone in one hand and the shopping bag in the other.

‘Old man,’ Toge signed, snickered into the crook of his elbow before taking out his wallet. Yuuta, ice cream in his hand, scrambled for his own wallet at the same time. Toge frowned, stepping in front of him and blocking him from the card reader. He lifted his card to stuff it in the machine just as Yuuta reached out to block it, and he ended up stabbing Yuuta’s palm instead. 

Toge huffed, stabbing Yuuta’s hand with the cold plastic once more. He bumped his elbow out of the way with his forearm, yanking his arm away so that he could stuff his card into the machine. Yuuta yanked it out in one swift movement, causing the error noise to ring, and stuffed his own card inside. Toge huffed in frustration and the teenage employee rolled her eyes at their altercation.

“It’s on me,” Yuuta muttered into Toge’s ear. His arm was practically around him as he kept his hand pressed against his card, making it impossible for Toge to yank it out. He turned to frown at Yuuta, but his whole mind drew blank when Yuuta glanced down at him with deep blue eyes. 

It took him a moment to realize how close Yuuta was standing behind him, his front pressed casually into Toge’s back. He was warm despite the ice cream shop being cold, and it resulted in his breath getting caught in his throat. They stared at each other for a moment before the card reader beeped loudly, and Yuuta looked down once more to pull his card out. The teenager gave them their receipt before they moseyed outside the shop with their cones, Toge’s shopping bag still hanging loosely around Yuuta’s forearm. 

‘I said I was going to pay,’ Toge signed awkwardly around his ice cream, narrowing his eyes at Yuuta as they walked alongside the small ledge that separated the sand and the walkway. Yuuta smiled down at him, tilting his head teasingly as he squinted against the harsh sunlight. 

“Yeah, yeah, since you’re a billionaire right?”

Toge pulled his mask down to lean forward, licking Yuuta’s cone in retaliation to his teasing. Yuuta stopped in place, sputtering in shock. Toge giggled as he concentrated on the flavor in his mouth, savoring the heavy taste of butter pecan. 

‘It’s actually good,’ Toge signed, looking back at Yuuta. Expecting a humorous response to his teasing, he was surprised to see the look on Yuuta’s face. He was staring at Toge in shock, his eyes wide and his cheekbones an impressive shade of pink. As soon as their eyes locked, Yuuta quickly looked away and shrugged, avoiding eye contact. Toge couldn’t help but notice his hand shaking around his cone. 

“I guess you’re an old man too, then,” Yuuta said, forcing a laugh. He slowly continued walking and Toge stared at him curiously as he licked his own cone. Yuuta, eyes on the shoreline, spoke quietly; “I was going to let you pay until you said you weren’t dating Maki-san.”

It was Toge’s turn to blush, his whole body heating up a few degrees. Yuuta laughed at his expression, eyes crinkling at the corners. He bumped Toge with his hip, and Toge attempted to trip him once more. They both started laughing as they playfully attempted to trip one another as they walked, enjoying the ocean breeze and the sunshine blazing brightly above them. It was a nice day, with the most perfect person, and Toge couldn’t have been happier. 

Not too long after, they decided to head back. Yuuta had admitted that he didn’t like to be too far from home in case his mother needed him, so they hopped onto the train after saying goodbye to the beach. Toge, cheeks still hurting from smiling so much all day, felt happier than he had in years. 

The train on the way back was unusually packed, which meant that they unfortunately had to stand the whole ride home. Toge, not quite used to using the train, lost his footing as the train started with a lurch. He had already been standing distractingly close to Yuuta, and he ended up crashing into his broad chest with an ‘oof!’. Yuuta quickly raised his free arm, pressing a large hand onto Toge’s lower back to steady him. Someone moved right behind Toge, blocking his way back to where he had come from, and he had to stay pressed close to Yuuta in the packed train car. 

His body heat was so distracting that Toge had to take a few deep breaths to steady his sanity. Pressing up against him like this was a wet dream come true, and he desperately tried to think of something, anything, that would keep his mind free of arousal. 

“You okay?” Yuuta asked, looking down at him in worry. His eyes were wide and soft despite their concern. He looked at him with such care, such kindness, that Toge wasn’t sure that he would ever get used to it. 

Toge rolled his eyes playfully, looking up at him despite his nervousness about their close proximity. Toge was thankful once again for his cat mask, which hid the majority of his blush. The large hand on his lower back seemed to light his skin on fire through his two layers, and he swelled in happiness and yearning. 

‘I died,’ Toge signed sarcastically, his chest still pressing gently against Yuuta’s with each small bump of the train. Yuuta playfully scrunched his nose down at him in response, and Toge had to look away. The expression was so cute that he couldn’t handle it. Someone who had such an intimidating aura about them doing such an adorable face was something too precious to witness. 

As Toge glanced around, attempting to busy his mind, he accidentally caught the gaze of someone standing across the train car. They had been peering intensely over at him, and bowed respectfully when their eyes met. Toge realized with a start that it was one of his bullies in high school, Jirou. Why would he be bowing at Toge?

He glanced up at Yuuta to point their old peer out, but was surprised that he had noticed Jirou as well. Instead of bowing back to him, though, Yuuta’s jaw was rigid and tight. He was glaring at Jirou menacingly and Toge was surprised at how scary he looked. His dark aura and large size was a threatening combination, and he glared daggers across the train car at their old peer. Toge was even slightly scared of him despite how he held him tightly to keep from falling and his cute nose scrunch a few moments earlier. 

“Yuuta?” Toge asked verbally, attempting to grab his attention. It worked, Yuuta whipping his head back to look down at Toge in shock. His whole mood switched in the blink of an eye - his eyes so wide that Toge was surprised that they didn’t fall out and roll around the floor of the train. He decided to sign, since his verbal use of Yuuta’s name had obviously startled him. ‘Are you ok?’

“Yeah,” Yuuta muttered, still looking bewildered as he peered down at Toge. The hand on his lower back tightened, pulling him just an inch closer, and Toge attempted to stop the squirm that threatened to erupt throughout his body. Instead of brushing against his chest with the train movements, he was now flush against him. Toge's abdomen curled painfully in a desperate want. “I’m okay.”

‘No you aren’t,’ Toge struggled to sign in the small space, narrowing his eyes up at him. ‘You were staring at him like you wanted to kill him.’

Yuuta huffed out a breath of laughter and Toge felt his broad chest expand against his own. He dropped his head to hide his face, resting his cheek on top of Toge’s hair, and took a deep breath. His scent swirled around Toge’s mind and left him a bit dizzy with yearning. “Well, yeah. I guess. He stopped harassing you, right?”

Toge went rigid in surprise. Not only was Yuuta halfway holding him, swallowing him with his large frame, but he had known that Jirou had been mean to him in high school? He nodded slowly underneath Yuuta’s cheek and he felt the other boy sigh in relief, his breath riling up his bangs. “Good. I would be surprised if he didn’t after I talked to him.”

Jirou, who was new to their prefecture in freshman year, had been the first and only person to physically bully him…until he stopped abruptly out of nowhere. He randomly started avoiding Toge in the halls and refused to even look at him in the classes that they shared. That was because Yuuta had...spoken to him?

“Talk?” Toge asked verbally, whispering just low enough for Yuuta to hear him over the incessant hum of the train car and the whispering voices around them. Yuuta took a deep breath at the sound of his voice and Toge felt his chest swell and deflate against his own. 

“Uh...yeah. I saw him being a jerk and had a talk with him,” Yuuta admitted, muttering against the top of Toge’s head. His voice was laced with something Toge couldn’t recognize. “I couldn’t stand him.”

Toge gently pushed at Yuuta’s chest, forcing him to stand straight. Yuuta’s hand dropped from his lower back as Toge attempted to take a step away in order to sign more easily, but an older man was still standing too closely behind him. He looked up at Yuuta in confusion, hands shaking as he signed; ‘What do you mean talk?’

Yuuta looked down at him warily. It was obvious that he didn’t want to explain any further. His eyes dropped hastily from Toge's, and he glanced outside of the train car window as the buildings flashed by outside. “I got suspended for a week because of our talk.”

Toge wracked his brain in an attempt to realize what he was saying. Everyone knew that people at their school only got suspended for a week when they got into fights. Yuuta wouldn’t have been suspended for a week if they had just talked. Was that why Jirou’s face was bruised when he stopped bullying Toge? He had assumed that it was odd that he was sporting a bruised face when he stopped his own bruising, but Toge had assumed it was from a sport…

Yuuta glanced at him warily from the corner of his eye, his lips pulled tight in nervousness. Toge quickly signed at him with shaking hands before he could look away again; ‘Is that why he stopped beating on me? Because of you?’

He looked away again as soon as Toge finished signing, still reluctant to meet his gaze. His eyes were no longer happy and excited like they had been during their outing for today, but now looked guilt stricken. He stared out of the window for a few moments, carefully thinking over his next words, as Toge’s heart thumped loudly in his throat and his hands remained shaking in the space between them. 

“Yeah. I’m sorry I fought your battle for you,” Yuuta muttered, eyes still avoiding Toge’s. His jaw clenched as he replayed the memory in his head. “But the second I saw him get physical with you I didn’t let it happen again.”

Toge’s eyes began prickling, an unfamiliar feeling that he hadn’t experienced in a while. Without thinking of the consequences and desperate to hide his face, he took a step forward until his chest was completely flush against Yuuta’s once more. He buried his face into Yuuta’s broad chest, hiding whatever tears were beginning to flow freely down his face. His hands reached out to grab hold of Yuuta’s shirt, pathetically clutching on. He would rather risk the embarrassment of holding Yuuta then allowing anyone to see him cry.

Yuuta’s arms hesitantly rose to wrap around his waist, the full bag of books pressing into his side, and he held him close without a word. Toge attempted to contain his tears as the train continued rumbling on, relishing in the comforting feeling of being swallowed by Yuuta’s strong arms. He heard and felt Yuuta’s heartbeat thrashing wildly under his cheek and felt his chest rise and fall with each heavy breath he took. 

The fact that someone did something like that for Toge was mind blowing and unbelievable. He had always felt as if he was completely isolated from everyone growing up, but he had presumed wrong. He hadn’t been alone at all. Someone had cared enough about him to stop the physical pain that was being inflicted upon him. 

Why would Yuuta do something like that for him? He wasn’t an aggressive person, very far from it, so it was hard for Toge to wrap his mind around the fact that Yuuta would fight someone on his behalf. Why would he do something like that for someone like him? Why didn’t he just report it to the principal if physical bullying was hard for him to witness? Of course Yuuta was a very nice, kind, and empathetic person - it was obvious that he would do it for anyone that was in need. He would always defend someone who needed it... that was just the person that he was. Toge wasn’t necessarily special, but him sticking up for him made him feel like he was precious to Yuuta. 

They rode the rest of the way in silence. Toge watched the buildings blur as they flew past, his cheek still pressed against Yuuta’s chest as his tears finally slowed to a stop. He stayed in Yuuta’s arms despite the train emptying around them, despite the opening of seats, and enjoyed the warm and safe feeling that was coursing throughout his body. His mind was calming from his overwhelmed state earlier and was replaced with the desire to hold onto Yuuta forever and never let go for a moment. 

As soon as their stop approached, Toge mournfully took a step back and avoided Yuuta’s gaze. They exited the train without speaking, finally back at the place where the girls had been giggling over Yuuta earlier, and their wonderful day finally drew to a close. They walked onto the platform before they both stopped in unison, somehow still in sync despite not communicating.

Finally, Toge turned to look at him. Yuuta had already been looking down at him, blue eyes full of worry, hesitation, and sadness. Toge realized with a jolt that Yuuta was under the impression that he was upset at this newfound information. He cursed his bad communication skills before quickly signing; ‘I’m sorry I’m bad with words, but you defending me made me feel like I wasn’t actually going through school alone. I could never thank you enough for that and I owe you so much.’

Yuuta’s whole body seemed to soften, relief washing over his face. He smiled warmly down at Toge, beautiful sapphire eyes soft and full of adoration. “No, you don’t owe me anything. I’m just glad I could-”

Toge took a step forward, pulling down his mask and grabbing hold of the fabric of Yuuta’s shirt. He yanked him down and watched Yuuta’s face fill with shock before he planted a quick kiss against his warm cheek. He quickly let him go before snatching his bag from Yuuta’s arm and spinning on his heel, too shy to catch sight of his reaction. He waved goodbye over his shoulder as he scurried away, his face burning and his bag swinging from his arm as he went.

Much later, Toge took initiative and texted first. 

Toge:

Thank you for today! ~

I’m falling asleep already... but I had a great time today.

Yuuta:

I had a great time too, Inumaki-kun. 

Goodnight :)

Toge couldn't sleep for hours, overwhelmed by the events from today. Despite the fact that Yuuta had actually admitted to flirting with him, the most surprising thing from their outing was learning about the fact that he hadn't truly been alone in his years of school. He had prayed for years to Gods that he didn't even believe in for a friend. He desperately wanted one person, just one person, to look out for him - to care about him. He had thought that he was truly alone; that nobody had ever glanced at him twice. He had never expected that someone had been watching over him, helping him in ways that he couldn't do himself. He had never known that each time he had prayed for someone to look out for him, he had already found one. 

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A/N:

The reason that Yuuta is being so forward is because this poor boy pined after Toge for seven years only to graduate and think that he was never going to see him again. I still want Yuuta to be a shy mess, but after having a second chance when he never thought he would get one, I would like to think that this more mature Yuuta would attempt to push his nervousness away for his own sanity. 

Also, here is the amazing artwork that Danny posted for this fic!

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Chapter Text

Yuuta had taken two double shifts over the weekend, so they weren't been able to talk much in the days after their date. They texted randomly throughout the day, but Toge could tell even through their texts that he was extremely busy and exhausted. So, when Yuuta had complained that he had forgotten his lunch on Monday, Toge decided to be brave and bring him something to eat. He had figured out Yuuta’s lunch breaks from when they would text the most during the day, so he was able to cook up a quick meal in time to surprise him. Toge had this week off since he had just finished finals, so he was determined to make the first move and be just as bold as Yuuta has been. 

So, he packed a bento and stuffed it in his backpack before walking down to the diner. He was running a bit early, Yuuta usually texting him in the next five to ten minutes, but sitting around the house waiting had been making him a nervous wreck. Yuuta had been taking initiative and being brave, so he had to suck it up and do the same. They had gone on a date, after all, so Yuuta would be excited to see him...right? 

As Toge approached the diner, he gripped onto his backpack straps for dear life. Why was he so nervous? They had spent such a wonderful day together on Friday! He shouldn’t be this nervous. But alas, Toge’s knees shook as he approached the diner, his hands sweating around the straps. 

It was a beautiful sunny day, the light spilling across the floor to ceiling windows, and Toge couldn’t catch sight of Yuuta through the glare on the glass. He felt his phone vibrate as he stood on the sidewalk outside, hoping that the tall boy would catch sight of him and meet him outside. He fished out his phone from his pocket, unlocking it to see a message from Yuuta already waiting for him. 

Yuuta:

Sorry, I just got out on lunch!

Not sure where I want to eat yet…any suggestions?

Toge smiled down at his phone, butterflies scattering around inside of his throat. He began tapping a response just as the entrance to the diner opened, the tall boy he had been waiting for magically appearing. Yuuta’s head was down, one large hand pushing open the glass door as the other held his phone. He was looking down at his phone with a soft smile, his dark hair hanging in his eyes as he slouched over the screen. Toge’s heart burned at the sight, his whole body feeling weightless. That smile was for him. 

Toge:

Look up 

Yuuta’s head snapped upwards, eyes wide in surprise. As soon as he caught sight of him, Yuuta’s face split into the widest smile that Toge had ever seen. Despite the bright sunlight outside, the entire galaxy was beaming with beautiful colors right in front of him. Sapphire eyes twinkled as he closed the door, pocketing his phone into his dark jeans as he walked over to Toge. 

“I thought you had the week off?” Yuuta asked, face still split into that huge grin. As soon as he stopped about a foot in front of Toge, he was able to smell a hint of coffee and eggs. Yuuta’s white diner shirt was a bit more stained today than usual, and his chunky non slip shoes made a noise that Toge could only describe as “sticky” as he had approached. His cheeks were blushed red with the force of his smile, and Toge’s heart turned over in his chest. Mask forgotten today, Toge gave him a smile almost just as wide in response. 

‘I do,’ Toge signed, shrugging his shoulders. ‘But you said you didn’t have a lunch, so…’ Toge slung off his backpack from between his shoulder blades, pulling it in front of his body to grab the zipper to yank it open. He dug out the bento and held it out to Yuuta with a shaky hand. 

Yuuta stared at it, his eyes blown wide and his eyebrows almost disappearing into his hairline. He looked so utterly shocked that Toge couldn’t help his laughter. Yuuta’s eyes darted from the bento, then back up to his face. “You...for me?”

Toge nodded shyly, taking a step forward to press it gently against his chest. It felt just like a confession letter, and he hoped Yuuta would catch the underlying meaning. Yuuta slowly raised a large hand to take it, and Toge couldn’t help but notice the small shake in his hand, too. He pulled the bento close, looking down at the cute chibi cat covering, and stared down at it like a child on Christmas who had received the only gift they had asked for that year. 

Nervously, Toge waved a hand to catch his attention. Yuuta’s eyes darted away from the bento and to his hands. ‘It’s just spam and egg with some rice. I didn’t know what else to make.’

“That’s…” Yuuta trailed off, eyes flipping back down to the bento. One large hand shakily raised to trace one of the chibi cats. “...cute.”

Toge swelled with pride, completely satisfied with his reaction. He had hoped that Yuuta would be happy, but shocking him into silence had been a much better reaction. He slung his bag back over his shoulders, his body feeling weightless. He couldn’t help the huge smile that was currently hurting his cheeks.

Bringing someone a bento, especially handmade by yourself, was a big deal. It was basically Toge confessing without saying the actual words. The fact that Yuuta accepted it wholeheartedly without hesitation was one of the best signs that he could have received. Him accepting it meant that there was a huge chance that he was interested in Toge, too. 

Finally, Yuuta glanced up at him. Toge was surprised to see that his eyes had begun to sparkle a bit more than usual - appearing to be misty and red under his dark bangs. If Toge knew any better, he would have thought that the taller boy was holding back tears. His voice was a bit strained as he spoke; “Thank you, Inumaki-kun. That was very thoughtful of you.”

Unable to help himself, Toge stuck out one of his feet to step on Yuuta’s chunky shoe. He was so overwhelmed with happiness that he didn’t know what to do with himself, and he had ended up returning to his bratty and childish ways. Yuuta only smiled down at him, his gaze soft and eyes red. 

“Did you want to stay for my break?” Yuuta asked, his eyes still staring down at Toge with nothing but admiration. Despite his large size, he looked just like a puppy. Toge shrugged playfully, slowly spinning on his heel to walk away. In response, Yuuta grabbed hold of his backpack and yanked him back. Toge crashed into Yuuta’s strong chest, letting out a soft ‘oof!’ in surprise. “I’m kidding. You’re not going anywhere.”

Toge’s face burned as he quickly took a step away from Yuuta. He couldn’t handle being so close to him, especially not when he was manhandling him, without getting himself worked up and overwhelmed. Yuuta smiled down at him and Toge huffed in fake annoyance, crossing his arms over his chest. 

“Want to sit on the curb?” Yuuta asked, his free hand jumping up to scratch the back of his head. His cheeks were still red from smiling so widely earlier, and he looked a little breathless. “Demi-san is inside and I really don’t feel like having to talk to her.”

Instead of responding verbally, Toge flopped down onto the curb. He slung his backpack off his shoulders and dropped it onto the street next to his feet. As Yuuta took a seat next to him, his sweet musky scent washed over him and heavily clouded his lungs. Toge basked in it, inhaling deeply as Yuuta got comfortable on the curb next to him; ‘That’s kind of sad that you don’t want to talk to your girlfriend.’

“Shush,” Yuuta said playfully as he carefully peeled opened the cute bento wrapping. He quickly grabbed the chopsticks that had threatened to roll out onto the street at their feet. “I want to enjoy my lunch, not throw up.”

Toge giggled into his hand and he was ecstatic to see that Yuuta returned the gesture. He smiled softly as he opened the top of the bento’s lid with those large, long fingers. His rings glittered in the sunlight, causing Toge’s mind to wander. 

The bento was as neat as could be, the rice and egg on one side and the spam in a separate section. There were small dots of hot sauce all around the rice, and Toge had cut the spam into small flower shapes. Not only was this his wordless confession, but he also had an eagerness to impress Yuuta, and he was thankfully satisfied with how they looked after being rattled around in his backpack.

“I can’t eat this.” Yuuta gaped at the food, eyes wide and calculating. He turned to Toge, big puppy eyes on display, and he furrowed his eyebrows at him. Yuuta looked down at his bento once more, slowly raising the box to inspect the cute spam flowers closer. “It’s too cute to eat. I can’t.”

Without warning, Toge quickly slipped the chopsticks out of Yuuta’s unsuspecting hand. He quickly grabbed one of the flowers and ripped off a bite before placing it back down. The flower was now destroyed, one of the petals in Toge’s mouth. Yuuta stared at him in disbelief, sputtering in shock. Toge giggled, covering his mouth with his hand as he chewed. 

“My flower!” Yuuta exclaimed, grabbing the chopsticks out of Toge’s hand. He balanced the bento on his knees before picking up the destroyed flower, pulling it up to his mouth to take a bite. Toge attempted not to think of the fact that they had just indirectly kissed again, the ice coffee incident popping into his mind. As soon as he was done with the bite, he grinned down at Toge; “This is delicious. Thank you.”

Still too overwhelmed to act maturely, Toge reached out to pinch his soft cheek in response. Yuuta playfully attempted to bite his fingers, and Toge flicked him in the forehead. Yuuta frowned at him as he took the next bite, pretending to turn his body away in anger. 

Ever so polite, Yuuta didn’t talk while he ate. They sat in a comfortable silence, and Toge busied himself by picking up every stray leaf on the floor around them and placing them in a pile on Yuuta’s knee and thigh. Yuuta watched him as he worked, occasionally saying “ooh, that’s a pretty one” or “that one looks like a penguin”. 

The moment was so calm, so comforting, that Toge felt like he was in a dream. The bright sunlight fell around them, warming their skin and heating their faces as they smiled. Yuuta watched him as he worked on his leaf pile, nothing but respect and kindness in his eyes. It was a moment that Toge knew he would never forget, no matter how hard he tried. He had never felt so much contentment in a single moment before, and all they were doing was sitting on the street curb outside of an old diner. 

As soon as Yuuta finished his bento, he bowed his head over Toge's work in order to examine it. As Toge piled on another leaf, Yuuta said; “That was the best bento I’ve ever had. Thank you so much. I was starving.”

Toge waved a hand dismissively, straightening a leaf that had almost slipped off of Yuuta’s thigh. As soon as it was fixed, he glanced up at Yuuta to seek his approval. When he looked up, though, his breath caught in his throat and his smile faltered. Yuuta had already been looking at him. His head was bowed over, almost level to Toge’s. They were mere inches apart, their eyes locking in the small space between them. Toge could feel his heartbeat slamming against his rib cage, demanding to be let out and to jump into Yuuta’s loving embrace. 

As if he didn’t have it already. 

Yuuta smiled softly at him, his sapphire eyes shining down at him with a blinding brightness. Toge’s heart screeched to a halt, unable to process the love and adoration in his gaze. There was no way that someone like Yuuta was giving someone like him that look. But there he was, dark hair perfectly framing his kind face as he stared down at him. 

Unable to help himself, Toge’s gaze fell to his lips. They were so close, only a few inches away, and oh so pretty. Yuuta had the prettiest lips to compliment his pretty smile; full and pink as a rose. They looked soft, too, and oh so tempting. Toge wondered what it would feel like to kiss him. He had wondered what it would feel like for as long as he could remember. He couldn’t remember a time before he had wondered, the years that he had spent loving Yuuta almost more than the years that he had spent not loving him. 

Toge glanced up at Yuuta’s eyes, desperate to see any sign of consent in his eyes. He was about to do something very stupid, very reckless, and he hoped that the same recklessness was mimicked in Yuuta's gaze. He wanted to kiss Yuuta so badly that his hands balled up into fists at his side. 

Yuuta’s eyes were heavy lidded, already staring down at his lips in return. As if feeling his gaze, Yuuta’s eyes slowly rose to meet his. Something flashed behind them, behind his beautiful dark lashes, that Toge could read clear as day. Consent. 

The bell behind them chimed loudly, signifying that someone had pulled open the door. Toge jumped away in surprise, the loud noise jarring him out of his trance. Yuuta didn’t move away from his position, though, eyes still peering at Toge in the space between them. Too shy to meet his gaze, Toge instead ran his sweaty palms across the top of his jeans. From the corner of his eye, he saw Yuuta slowly move back into his own space; “Am I allowed to stand up, leaf prince?”

Toge laughed, the sound a nervous mess, but he was unable to find his sanity if he tried. They were definitely about to kiss. He tilted his head to peer over at Yuuta, who was smiling softly at him. His eyes held the same yearning as a few moments before, sparkling at him like beacons of hope in a dark sky. ‘I guess I’ll allow it.’

Yuuta smiled at him, clutching the bento tightly in his hand as he slowly stood up. His knees popped under the strain, the mound of leaves falling to the floor, and Toge playfully flicked each kneecap before he stood. He didn’t meet Yuuta’s gaze, still insanely shy, but he reached out to grab the now empty bento from his hands. He stuffed it into his still open backpack before zipping the bag closed and hoisting it back over his shoulder.

“Thank you again, Inumaki-kun,” Yuuta muttered, his voice as soft and kind as ever. “It means a lot that you went out of your way to bring me lunch.”

Toge, still too shy to properly respond in an adult way, reached out to jab his pointer finger into Yuuta’s side. Quicker than he could process, Yuuta reached out and wrapped his long fingers around Toge’s wrist. He yanked him close, the sudden movement causing Toge to gasp in surprise. Before Toge could realize what was happening, and most likely payback for Friday, Yuuta bent down to press a quick kiss against his temple. 

Toge stood there, gaping in shock, as Yuuta turned to open the diner’s door and scurry inside. His face had been just as red as Toge’s, but the smile that split his face in two almost covered it completely.

---

Early the next morning, Toge awoke to his parents in his house. They had decided to come for a surprise visit for the week after his sister had informed them of his time off from school. Unfortunately, that meant that he couldn’t see Yuuta for the rest of the week. He was sorely disappointed, and he couldn't stop thinking of how well their time together yesterday had gone. 

Toge:

So I woke up and my parents are here for a week??

My sister wanted to surprise me -.-

But now they have all these plans and my week off from school is now BUSY

They lived here before I was born, lived here all throughout my time in school, but they go away for a few years and act like they’ve never been here before ＼(-_- )

Yuuta:

Don’t be mean to your parents, Inumaki-kun!

They just want to spend time with you!

Toge:

But why do we have to go everywhere?

Why can’t we stay home??

My feet are tired ╥﹏╥

Yuuta:

You poor thing.

Toge:

*3 images attached*

Yuuta:

Is that your dad?!

He's so cute 

Toge:

Ahem.

Do not flirt with my dad, Okkotsu.

Yuuta:

Don’t be jealous :p

I’m serious, though. He’s so cute. 

Toge:

Me?! Jealous of my dad??? (-.-)-t

I don’t think so. 

Yuuta:

:)

Toge:

And my dad doesn’t want to sleep on the futon that HE BROUGHT!

So I have to sleep on it instead 

And he gets to steal my bed

How is that fair?!

I do not sleep on futons. I need an American bed.

Yuuta:

Come stay with me then, crybaby

Toge:

Oh?

Yuuta:

Not like that….

Just

You know

If you really can’t stand sleeping on the futon...

Toge:

Uh huh :p

I appreciate the offer but my parents won’t let me out of their sight.

They planned too much :(

Yuuta:

Ah. I see

Toge:

You also have cooties

So no

Yuuta:

:o

I do not have cooties

They’re good cooties if anything

Toge:

Sure, sure.

You can think that if you want. 

Yuuta:

But you shared my chopsticks, so….

Does that mean you have cooties now?

Toge:

:o

Yuuta:

Better go get checked :p

Toge:

Yesterday was fun. \(^.^)/

Yuuta:

It really was :)

We should hang out again sometime soon

Toge:

But they’re not leaving until Friday ( ╯﹏╰ )

Who surprises someone and stays that long without asking...

Yuuta:

Did you want to hang out on Sunday, then? 

You should sleep all day on Saturday to recharge haha

Don’t want you falling asleep while we hang out

Toge:

I guess so >:’(

Yuuta:

Why the crying mad face...

Toge:

I just don’t want to wait that long, honestly. 

I wish they weren’t staying so long...

Yuuta:

Aww :(

I know, me too. Trust me.

But I’m glad you get to see them!

Toge:

╥﹏╥

Yuuta:

:(

You can last a week of not seeing me, Inumaki-kun

You refused to talk to me for seven years remember?

Toge:

I’m blocking you

Yuuta:

What??

It’s your fault we didn’t talk sooner!

Toge:

Not this again 

It was your fault, not mine.

We could have been friends this entire time. ┐(>.<)┌

Yuuta:

No I'm still blaming you. Sorry.

I was too shy back then so it is not my fault

Toge:

Oh, so you were too shy to talk to me but not too shy to fight people on my behalf??

That makes complete sense

Yuuta:

Now I’m the one who is going to block YOU

Toge:

No no

No no no

No

I’m kidding

Answer me

YUUTA

ANSWER ME! ಠ╭╮ಠ

NOW!!!!!

Or I’ll block you 

Yuuta:

Fine :p

But yes, I was too shy to talk to you.

So all the blame falls on you.

To think, we could have been friends this whole time……..

Toge:

>:’(

Yuuta:

I’m teasing you.

Don’t >:’( me

Toge:

Whatever 

I have to go, my dad wants to climb up to the other temple.

Pray for my poor feet

Yuuta:

Poor feet! 

Send me pictures?

Toge:

Of my feet???

Gross, Okkotsu-kun. ┐(‘～`)┌

Yuuta:

Ha ha. 

Not funny. 

Toge:

I’ll only send you more pictures of us if you don’t call my dad cute again

Yuuta:

No promises.

For the remaining of the days, Toge would send pictures of whatever exhausting tourist trap his parents wanted to do for the day. Yuuta seemed to enjoy the constant texting and he would always laugh at the pictures and enjoy his struggles. Their conversations were much more flirty now, and Toge couldn’t help his yearning to text him 24/7. He attempted to control himself, though, and was able to lag a few hours at a time between conversations. 

Toge:

*one image attached* 

Yuuta:

Ahhhh <3

There you are! Haven’t seen you in a few days

Is that your sister?

Toge:

Indeed. 

Don’t you dare say she’s cute 

Yuuta:

Hmmm…. ;)

I’m kidding please don’t block me

The picture is cute. I like going to that shrine. 

Toge:

I was this close to blocking you… (◜◡‾)

Yuuta:

I promise I was joking :(

Toge:

Maybe I’ll fuck around and block you anyway…

Even though you still want feet pictures, right? ¯\_( ツ)_/¯

Yuuta:

You’re never going to let me live that down, are you?

I DON’T HAVE A FOOT FETISH

Toge:

:’)

Yuuta:

My turn to block you

Toge:

:’(

Yuuta:

I’m thinking about it...

Toge:

*one image attached*

Enjoy this selfie and don’t block me. 

Yuuta:

Ahhhhhh

Yeah

I’m not going to block you, sweetheart

Ever.

Toge:

That’s what I like to hear (⁄ ⁄•⁄ω⁄•⁄ ⁄)⁄

After freaking out about the nickname that Yuuta had used on him, slamming his fists down on his dad's futon repeatedly to release his excitement, he had to take a few deep breaths to calm down. God, this boy was going to be the absolute death of him. Sunday couldn’t get here fast enough.

 ---

After his parents left late on Friday, he wanted to immediately leave his house and go see Yuuta. The last time he had seen him was Monday, when he had brought him lunch, and he missed him immensely. Toge held himself together enough to not text him, though, and decided to look forward to their planned meeting on Sunday.

That is, until he got an unsuspecting text on Saturday evening. He had been resting, just like Yuuta had advised him to do, and was watching Shingeki no Kyojin when the other boy texted him. 

Yuuta:

Bad news :( 

My boss needs me to fill in tomorrow 

She said that her husband is going into emergency surgery

Can we raincheck to Monday?

Toge:

But… :(

Yuuta:

I know, I’m so sorry.

I was looking forward to seeing you.

Trust me that I would get out of this if I could

I promise to make it up to you. 

Toge:

…. :(

Yuuta:

I’ll take Monday off for you, okay?

Toge:

Fine. (╯︵╰,)

It’s supposed to storm pretty badly tomorrow anyway. 

Yuuta:

Yeah, outside looks awful already

Since it’s going to storm on Monday too we can stay in instead of going out? 

We can watch movies and stuff?

Only if you want

Sorry I know that’s not as exciting as going to the shore again...

Toge:

We can braid each other’s hair and paint each other’s nails too

Yuuta:

I take it back. 

I don’t want to see you anymore 

Toge:

No sorry you promised me. 

No take backs!

Yuuta:

Fine :)

I guess so. 

Whose house then?

Toge:

I mean you have your mom and sister at yours right?

Yuuta:

Yes I do. 

So it’s up to you. 

Toge:

Mine then! 

I don’t want to embarrass you at yours

You seemed pretty embarrassed last time I saw them

Yuuta:

Ahhhhhh idk what ur talking about

Toge:

Let's do mine

Don’t flake!

Yuuta:

I would never. 

Toge had to stop freaking out. Yuuta had just mentioned movies...that was all. He had to get his mind out of the gutter and calm his hormones. He had only admitted that he was flirting with Toge just last week; he hadn’t said anything about sleeping with him. They hadn’t even kissed yet...which would be just as nice. God, it would be so nice to kiss Yuuta. 

Toge hated that he didn’t know anything about romance. He had never even flirted with anyone before this. Not only was he too insecure about his voice to attempt to try and talk to anyone, but he had also never met a stranger that understood sign language. Not to mention that he had harbored a crush on Yuuta for so many damn years...

A crush who was going to come over on Monday and watch movies with him. His sister wouldn’t interfere, he was positive of that, so they would be alone in his room. How would his poor weak heart be able to handle that? How could he even begin to prepare himself for that? They had always been busy doing something - not just lounging around alone together. God, would he try to cuddle him? Fuck! He had to stop getting so worked up!

The next day, the day that their plans had been cancelled, the storm was much worse than anyone could have predicted. Toge got a call from his sister, who had been visiting her boyfriend a few towns over, who informed him that her train had stopped running. She didn't sound upset at all at the fact that she had to spend the night at his house. The rain fall was so violent and the winds so rough that his windows were rattling as if he were in a train car himself. The power had flickered on and off the past few hours and his cell service was a bit dodgy at best. 

He kept an eye on his phone, despite his shitty service, and hoped that Yuuta was okay. He hadn’t heard from him since he had received a text complaining about how slow the trains had been in the morning and how he had almost been late to work. Yuuta had also texted him to tell him how he “wished it was tomorrow already” which had made Toge’s whole body heat in an intense blush. How could he just say things like that?! Wasn't Yuuta supposed to be the shy one?!

Only a few hours into Yuuta’s shift, Toge received another text from him. As soon as he saw his phone light up, he practically flew across his bed to grab it.

Yuuta:

The power just went out at work so I got off early, but my coworker said the trains are down from the storm :(

I’m stuck!!

Toge:

My sister’s train is down too, so she is stuck at her boyfriends ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

Well...

Want to come stay at mine until they’re back up?

Yuuta:

Really? You don’t mind?

That would save my life, thank you so much.

Toge:

*one location attached*

Toge scurried to the restroom the moment that he hit send. He jumped into the shower, swearing at the cold water, and quickly scrubbed himself head to toe and paid special attention to everything in between. It didn’t hurt to be safe, right? 

As soon as he was done dressing, his phone pinged with another text. He wasn’t surprised that Yuuta was already here since the diner was right down the street, but the nervousness that exploded inside of him caused his heart to lurch painfully into his throat. He quickly ran to his apartment door, not even taking a moment to catch his breath or regain his sanity before he yanked open his apartment door. 

Yuuta stood there, his large presence overwhelming in the small doorway. He had on a sheepish smile, black hair drenched by the rain and his signature dark eye bags hanging heavily under his beautiful sapphire eyes. He was clutching onto his backpack strap so tightly that his knuckles were white from the pressure. 

The sight of him, despite being concerned that he was soaked to the bone, caused Toge’s whole body to feel weightless. It felt so good to finally see him again. After seeing him everyday for the past few weeks, even if it was just a quick glance through the diner window, a week without seeing Yuuta had seemed to be much longer than it actually was. The days had dragged on and on and all Toge had wanted to do was kick out his parents in order to see the other boy. So seeing him here, at his house, caused his stomach to twist in happiness and nervousness. 

Despite his happiness, Toge frowned at him, backing up so that Yuuta could pass through the doorway. He slid off his chunky non slips as he muttered a “pardon the intrusion” under his breath. He smiled at Toge again, sheepishly wide and kind, and it caught Toge’s heart in a chokehold. He attempted to control his own smile, not yet done with his chastising. “I owe you one, thank you so much. It was so bad out there.”

Toge reached out to smack his soaked long sleeve, and Yuuta scrunched his nose at him in response. His uniform shirt had retained so much water that a few drops sprayed in all directions at the sudden contact. Yuuta knew what was about to come, hence the sheepish smile. 

‘Why don’t you have an umbrella?!’

Yuuta shrugged, smiling guiltily down at him. They stood so close that it made Toge’s mind reel dangerously, but he only shook his head at him in disappointment before ducking down to grab Yuuta’s chunky shoes. He turned to place them on the correct mat, huffing an annoyed breath as he did so. “Ah, sorry. Thank you.”

Toge waved his hand dismissively, whipping back around to cross his arms over his chest and glare up at the wet boy. Yuuta pretended not to notice his glare as he glanced around the small apartment in wonder. His dark hair hung heavily in his face, as if he had just gotten out of the shower a minute before, and Toge’s stomach churned. As he watched, small droplets dripped down the hard panels of his face and caught onto his long dark lashes. 

“I never expected your house to-”

Toge reached out to pinch his wet arm, stopping him mid sentence. Yuuta yelped, rubbing at the sore spot and frowning down at him. 

‘You said you had an extra umbrella at the diner when you gave me yours that day,’ Toge signed before crossing his arms over his chest again. Yuuta shrugged as he cast his eyes away from him, guilt oozing off of him in waves. Toge huffed another sigh of annoyance before continuing; ‘You’ll get a cold if you don’t warm up. Do you want to take a shower?’

Yuuta finally turned to smile down at him, the guilt slowly being replaced by relief. “Sure, thank you. Do you think that...uh...” As if his stomach wanted to contribute to the conversation, it rumbled loudly in the small space between them. Toge laughed then, unable to help himself, and Yuuta giggled softly at his reaction. Yuuta’s gentle face, smiling and wet, made Toge want to kick something. How dare he look so good.

‘I’ll make you something first,’ Toge signed, turning on his heel and heading into the kitchen. He heard Yuuta padding softly after him, and Toge's heart leapt into his throat at the reminder that he was actually in his house. He turned as soon as they entered the kitchen and held out a hand for his backpack. Yuuta shrugged it off and muttered a soft 'thank you' before Toge scurried to his room to place it inside. As he walked back out, he stopped in his tracks at the sight of Yuuta shrugging off his long sleeved shirt.

He had unbuttoned the top to expose his tight black short sleeve underneath. It was made of a silky looking fabric and was so tight around his back and waist that it looked almost uncomfortable. Toge recognized it from the type of shirt that people wear under their clothes during sports, but to have Yuuta wearing it in the middle of his kitchen was a whole new sight entirely. Since his arms were toned, the tight material wrapped around his biceps and flexed dangerously when he pulled the wet fabric off of him. 

Yuuta turned, as if sensing his presence, and Toge flushed at being caught red handed. Yuuta flushed as well, tilting his head away as he clutched his long sleeve shirt in his hands. 

“Sorry everything’s all wet,” Yuuta muttered, his voice hesitant as Toge passed him. He yanked open the fridge to duck his face behind the door, attempting to hide his flush. He heard Yuuta walk over to the coat rack as he grabbed the leftover miso soup and rice that he had made earlier. The cool air had thankfully calmed the redness in his cheeks, and he closed the door of the fridge as soon as he was sure he was in the clear. He didn’t expect, though, for Yuuta to be standing right behind him. He jumped, almost dropping the containers in his hand. Yuuta grabbed the containers before they fell, his large hands wrapping around Toge's protectively. He grimaced down at the shorter boy guiltily. “Sorry! I’m always scaring you, aren’t I?”

At this close proximity, Toge could see the way that his shoulders seemed to stretch on for miles underneath that tight black material. If he could, he would have asked Yuuta to wear that and only that every day from now on. He cursed himself as he flushed again, snatching the containers away from Yuuta's large hands and stomped towards his stove. He took out the pots, frowning as he heard Yuuta’s light laughter behind him. He poured the contents into their own pot to heat, attempting to calm the racing of his heart.

“It feels like it’s been longer than a week since I’ve seen you,” Yuuta admitted randomly, voice low behind him. 

Toge hummed in agreement, not trusting himself to sign back in response due to the intense shaking of his hands. It was distracting knowing that Yuuta was standing right behind him, waiting patiently. The miso soup thankfully heated quickly in the quiet room, and Toge was glad for the lag in conversation despite the fact that he could feel Yuuta’s eyes on his back the entire time. He wanted to talk to Yuuta, he truly did, but due to the time apart he was just as nervous as he had been the first day they had spoken. As soon as the food was done warming, Toge muttered a stern; “Sit.”

“Yes, sir,” Yuuta teased, padding away from him. Toge scoffed, unable to help the smile that rose the corners of his mouth. He poured the contents into two bowls and grabbed a pair of chopsticks before turning to walk over to the kitchen table. The fact that he could still feel Yuuta’s eyes on him caused him his knees and hands to shake, and he was proud of himself for placing the bowls down without any spillage.

Yuuta sitting on his knees on his floor was a sight that he couldn’t handle, so Toge made sure that his gaze didn’t linger. He sat on the floor across the table from Yuuta as he put his hands together in a small prayer. “Thank you for the food.”

Toge waved him off, but couldn’t help the smile that threatened to split his face in two. He was rewarded with a small smile back and his heart squeezed pathetically in his chest. Yuuta began to eat before the food was cooled to an appropriate temperature, most likely hurting his mouth in the process. He ate politely but very quickly, which shocked Toge. He must have been absolutely starving.

Watching Yuuta’s arm muscles tense and flex under his tight shirt was almost positively obscene. 

‘How was work?’ Toge signed, catching Yuuta’s eyes as he took a bite of rice. Yuuta smiled around his mouthful, waiting to swallow before responding. Toge couldn’t help but notice that his hair was finally drying, but still hung heavy around his face. Knowing that he would get caught up staring, he quickly focused over Yuuta's shoulder instead. With a start, he caught sight of one of their old family photos on the table behind him. Seeing a baby picture of himself over Yuuta’s shoulder was a mind fuck. 

“It was fine. Demi-san was there again, which was kind of annoying, but it was okay.”

Toge rolled his eyes which prompted a laugh out of Yuuta. He took a sip of the miso soup as he carefully watched Toge’s hands; ‘Was she flirting with you again today?’

“She doesn’t flirt with me,” Yuuta muttered around the rim of his bowl, eyes locked onto Toge’s. His eyes scrunched in silent laughter as Toge rolled his eyes once more. “First you were jealous of your father and now a random coworker?”

Toge flushed bright red at the accusation, reaching out across the table to pinch Yuuta’s bare arm. Yuuta laughed at his reaction, swatting his hand away in defense. “Hey! I’m eating!”

Toge huffed playfully, crossing his arms and looking away from Yuuta. He heard him laugh lightly, but he attempted to not chance a peek. Each time Yuuta smiled or laughed, he couldn’t help but be transfixed by the sight. 

“Hey, look at me,” Yuuta whined playfully. Toge huffed again, turning his body away from Yuuta in response. He felt like a child, not knowing how to flirt properly, but he was rewarded with another low whine of protest in response. “Inumaki-kun, come on. I’m sorry. You aren’t jealous at all, okay? Not one bit.”

Toge peeked over at Yuuta then, who was taking the last sip of his miso soup. The dark haired boy smirked at him from over the rim of the bowl, and Toge quickly turned away once more. Yuuta laughed loudly at his response, and Toge turned his back to him to hide his own smile. 

“Last time I checked, only one cute boy was flirting with me by bringing me lunch,” Yuuta muttered lowly, a hint of a smile dancing behind the words. Toge couldn’t help but sputter in response, his shoulders bunching up to his ears in embarrassment. Yuuta burst out laughing at his response and Toge was thankful that his back was already turned to hide his face. 

It was true. Making a bento for someone, especially with the cute details that he had added, only meant one thing. It meant that he was absolutely and positively hardcore flirting. And Yuuta, despite being shy and awkward, had completely caught on. He hadn't mentioned anything before, but this had to be why he had been acting so much more confident and brave lately. Toge had made his intentions clear and Yuuta was taking it in stride and accepting his feelings. 

“Shut up,” Toge muttered lowly in a shaky voice, causing Yuuta to laugh even more. As soon as he heard Yuuta place down his now empty bowl, he twisted his body to snatch them from the table and quickly rose to bring them to the kitchen. Yuuta was poorly attempting to conceal his laughter, causing Toge to flush even harder. 

“Thank you for the food,” Yuuta said from the floor, his voice strained from containing his laughter. Toge huffed an annoyed breath at him before tossing the dirty dishes in the sink, causing Yuuta to snort in response. He rose, gently padding over to join Toge in the kitchen as if he couldn't be away from him for a second longer. “It was almost as delicious as the bento you brought me.”

Toge rolled his eyes at the blatant teasing, turning to pinch Yuuta on the arm. He hadn’t realized how close the taller boy was, though, and almost ran right into his large chest. He flushed a scarlet color before finally gaining the sanity to pinch him, and Yuuta laughed once more, rubbing at the sore spot on his arm. Toge quickly passed him and stomped to his room, not glancing back to see if the boy followed after him. Hearing footsteps behind him, he attempted to calm his racing heart as they exited his kitchen and reached his bedroom. He walked straight through the doorframe and quickly turned to rummage for a clean towel in his dresser drawers, attempting to calm the insane panic that washed through him at the fact that Okkotsu Yuuta was in his room!

“Thank you again,” Yuuta muttered, voice thoughtful and low. Toge took a peek at him, caught off guard by his tone, and caught him scanning Toge’s room with a soft expression painted on his face. He had attempted to clean up a bit for tomorrow’s planned hang out, but hadn’t cleaned up to his liking. He hoped Yuuta wasn’t too bothered by the mess. “I would be screwed if you didn’t let me come over.”

Toge rolled his eyes playfully before handing him a fresh towel. Yuuta smiled softly down at him as the wind howled loudly around outside, the complete polar opposite of the sunshine boy in front of him. The storm hadn’t been audible from the kitchen, but it was very loud and disruptive in his room. He had almost completely forgotten about it all together, too caught up in Yuuta. 

‘None of my clothes will fit you,’ Toge signed, staring up at Yuuta in fake annoyance. ‘No giant clothes in my closet, sorry.’

Yuuta laughed as he moseyed over to his wet backpack, squatting to yank the zipper open. Toge watched as his dark hair fell into his face, and he yearned to reach out and push it back. He wanted to shower him in kisses and join him under the hot water. “I probably have some clothes in here...hopefully. Your shirts would be a crop top on me anyway.”

Toge reached out to kick his almost dry back with his sock, causing Yuuta to laugh once more. He made a noise of triumph as he turned to show Toge what he had dug up; a fresh pair of jeans, black underwear, and a wrinkled shirt. He looked proud of himself and Toge wanted to kick him again for daring to look so cute. Instead, he teased him by giving him a dramatic round of applause. 

“I always keep extra in my bag for work,” Yuuta admitted, his knees popping as he stood and towered once more over Toge. He didn’t dare let his gaze linger at the sight of his muscles flexing under the tight black material of his shirt. “Sometimes the food likes to end up on my clothes.”

Toge huffed out a laugh, but quickly covered his mouth to hide the noise. Yuuta frowned at him, reaching out to brush a long finger against his cheek. Toge sputtered, his laughter catching in his throat with shock. Yuuta’s finger was warm, despite being wet from the rain earlier, and it seared against his skin. 

“Don’t hide your laugh,” Yuuta chastised, continuing to frown down at him. “I’m trying to make you laugh for a reason, idiot.”

Toge flushed, smacking Yuuta’s hand away from his face. Where did that confidence come from?! This was all because of his confession with the bento?! Yuuta laughed as Toge pressed his hand against his broad chest, roughly pushing him back towards his bathroom door. Yuuta stared down at him, an endearingly soft but teasing smile on his face as Toge attempted to ignore the feeling of his hard panels under his hand. Toge pushed him right through the doorway to his bathroom and finally let go of him near his shower. Toge huffed in response, quickly turning and shutting the door to drown out Yuuta’s laughter. 

He stood there for a moment, back against the door, as he attempted to catch his breath. Pushing around Yuuta, especially a previously wet Yuuta, had gotten him hard. How had something so simple caused him to start straining uncomfortably against his jeans? Of course, he was a virgin, but he shouldn’t have been this aroused so quickly. 

As soon as he heard Yuuta start to peel off his clothes, his belt buckle jingling, he scurried away from the door and hopped onto his bed. He sat in the middle of it and dropped his head into his hands, attempting to calm his thoughts. A wet, naked Yuuta would be on the other side of that door. God, he wished he could go in there and join him. It had been a long and difficult week to be away from him and he wanted to relish in the boy's presence as much as he was allowed. 

The shower suddenly turned on, causing Toge’s mind to spiral. He groaned as he felt his heart rate escalate to insane speeds. The rain and wind kept the windows rattling, but that wasn’t enough to drown out his dirty and desperate thoughts. 

God, why wouldn’t this boner go away? If anything, he was just getting harder by the second. The thought of Yuuta showering on the other side of the thin door was way too much to handle - throwing out all of his common sense and sanity. The thought of his broad shoulders, naked under the falling water and surrounded by steam, made his mouth water. The way his hair had fallen around his face from the rain earlier, wet and messy, had caused his whole resolve to crumble. He couldn’t even begin to imagine how he looked now, soaked and smelling wonderful with his shampoo and his body wash.

Toge was fully hard now, straining in his jeans, with the bulge blatantly obvious across his right hip. He groaned, flopping down onto his back. His mattress was soft and warm under him and the thought of Yuuta pushing him down and holding him against it wracked around inside his brain like a colony of bees. He pressed his palms into his eye sockets, rubbing furiously until he saw stars. 

God, what was he thinking? Yuuta had only said that he was flirting with him, nothing more. He didn’t say that he wanted a relationship with him. All of the blushing, stuttering, shyness, and kind actions didn’t mean that he wanted to be with him. Of course he liked him, Yuuta was obvious, but he had never said that he wanted to have a future with him. Nobody would want to be with Toge forever. 

He felt tears of frustration welling under his palms. He liked Yuuta so much, so fucking much, and he couldn’t help that fact that he wanted a future with him. He was so caring and wonderful and anyone would be the luckiest person in the world if they were able to have forever with him. 

The tears were starting to flow freely now, streaking down his cheeks, and Toge took a shaky breath in an attempt to calm himself. His whole body was having a strange assortment of reactions; his cock hard and straining in his pants and his chest aching as he wept. It was a strange combination that he had never experienced before and he hoped that his tears would completely stop before Yuuta got out. He knew that the boy would be so caring and sweet if he saw him crying, though, and the thought caused even more tears to pathetically erupt. 

He sat on his bed for a few minutes, wallowing in sadness as his window rattled behind him. Why was he even crying? Was it because he was so overwhelmed with everything, because he was emotional over their reunion, or was he sad over not being able to use his damn words? Why was he so bad at talking to people and telling them what he wanted? It wasn’t that he was embarrassed over it, he just had such a hard time communicating. He wished that he could verbally speak. Maybe that would solve all of these problems. Maybe Yuuta would actually want to be with him if he could -

“I-Inumaki-kun...”

Toge’s body tensed in shock, his hands falling from his eyes as he peered across the room where Yuuta was now standing in his bathroom doorway. Toge had been so busy wallowing in sadness that he had lost track of time.

Yuuta’s hair had been towel dried to absorb the excess water, and the smell of Toge’s body wash wafted through the air to where he sat on his bed. He was wearing the wrinkled clothes from his work backpack and Toge’s heart lurched at how cute he was. 

It took Toge a few moments to realize why Yuuta was staring at him with pink cheeks, parted lips, and a heaving chest. His dark blue eyes flickered down to Toge’s waist, and Toge realized with a sinking feeling that he was still hard in his jeans - the prominent bulge painfully obvious across his hip.

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“I-Inumaki-kun...”

Toge’s body tensed in shock, his hands falling from his eyes as he peered across the room where Yuuta was now standing in his bathroom doorway. Toge had been so busy wallowing in sadness that he had lost track of time.

Yuuta’s hair had been towel dried to absorb the excess water, and the smell of Toge’s body wash wafted through the air to where he sat on his bed. He was wearing the wrinkled clothes from his work backpack and Toge’s heart lurched at how cute he was. 

It took Toge a few moments to realize why Yuuta was staring at him with pink cheeks, parted lips, and a heaving chest. His dark blue eyes flickered down to Toge’s waist, and Toge realized with a sinking feeling that he was still hard in his jeans - the prominent bulge painfully obvious across his hip.

Toge quickly sat up, yanking his knees to his chest to hide his erection. The damage was already done, though, and Yuuta’s eyes flickered back up to his face as he covered himself. Toge wiped at his tears pathetically, sliding his palms roughly across his wet cheeks. Could this moment get any worse? How could he not have heard the shower turn off or the door open? 

“Hey…don’t...why are you crying?”

Toge refused to meet his gaze, eyes on his purple sheets. Yuuta padded softly across the room, hesitating before he sat on the bed in front of him. Yuuta sat facing the rest of the room, his left side exposed to him, with his long legs draped off of the bed and his bare feet flat on the floor. Despite the current situation, Toge couldn’t help but realize that his own feet didn’t touch the floor when he sat on his bed, and he was in awe once again by their height differences. He couldn’t help but look back down instead of returning Yuuta’s gaze, wishing that he could disappear entirely to save himself from this awkward moment. He felt sapphire eyes boring holes into his face, but continued to look away in embarrassment. 

Even though his body was slightly twisted due to how he was sitting, Yuuta leaned forward so that his head was level to his. His heart leapt pathetically into his throat as Yuuta got even closer, his breath fanning across Toge’s bangs. He gently reached up a large hand, and Toge sucked in a deep breath as the side of his face was gently caressed by warm fingers. “Do you want to talk about it?”

Yuuta’s musky scent was almost completely camouflaged by the fact that he had used Toge’s body wash; the concoction of their mixed scents caused his head to spin. Toge weakly shook his head, unable to lift his arms to sign. 

“Hey,” Yuuta muttered, his voice thick with concern. Toge mindlessly turned his face into Yuuta’s fingers and was rewarded with a large hand cupping his jaw. Toge stayed silent, nuzzling Yuuta’s palm as his tears continued to drip down his cheeks. Yuuta continued to caress his face, his fingers warm and comforting. “We don’t have to talk. Just know I’m here for you, okay? Always,” Yuuta murmured, his warm breath splaying across the top of Toge’s bangs. “You don’t have to cry, sweetheart. Everything’s okay.”

Feeling reassurance from the pet name, Toge chanced a look at Yuuta. He slowly raised his head so that they were eye level, and was immediately captivated by Yuuta’s kind eyes. They were much closer than Toge had expected, the tips of their noses brushing gently with each breath they took. Yuuta didn’t pull his face away despite their sudden closeness, but his hand slowly fell to the mattress between them, sadly ceasing his caressing of Toge’s face. 

Although Yuuta sounded concerned, his voice laced with empathy, his pupils were blown wide. Toge finally noticed how heavy he was breathing - finally noticed the pinkness to his cheekbones. As their eyes met, Yuuta’s eyelids began to droop slightly, almost as if his lashes were too heavy for him. He looked completely spellbound. 

“Please don’t cry,” Yuuta murmured, his breath fanning across Toge’s lips. He tilted his head, their noses brushing once more, and Toge’s heart leapt to his throat. “Everything’s okay.”

Toge’s heart hammered loudly as Yuuta’s eyes dropped dangerously low, gaze now hovering where Toge’s lips were. They seemed to have fallen even closer, the heat that radiated off of Yuuta’s mouth burning him from the outside out. They were so close - so damn close - that their lips would touch if either boy moved an inch. 

Yuuta tilted his head once more to gently kiss his cheek. It was a gentle pressure, and the sound of the kiss seemed to echo in the small room despite the howling wind outside. His mouth was so warm, so heavenly, that Toge felt himself press his face closer to the other boy’s lips as he searched for another kiss. In response to his nuzzle, Yuuta hesitated for just a moment before his lips traveled across his skin to place another gentle kiss lower, near the corner of his mouth. The noise sent a shockwave of heat rushing down his body and in between his legs, causing his already achingly hard cock to twitch in interest. 

Yuuta had just been comforting him. The moment could have ended right after the kiss to his cheek. Toge was the one who had nuzzled his face into his lips, yearning for another. He had been the reason for the shift in the air; which was now hot and heavy. The silence between them was now louder than the insistent tinkling of the wind chime being thrashed around outside by the storm. 

Toge tilted his head more into him, chasing the warmth of Yuuta’s mouth. When Yuuta didn’t make another move to grant his wishes, Toge realized that he had accidentally lined up their lips. Their breathing was an intoxicating concoction of the two; mixing and dancing in their air between the small space left between them. 

Even though he had never kissed anyone, Toge knew that that was what this moment was screaming for. The air had shifted into something heavy and loud; filled with anticipation and yearning. He knew Yuuta liked him, with all of his kind gestures and constant blushing. Yuuta was obvious and it was terribly endearing. The way that Yuuta was staring at him, pupils wide and eclipsing the beautiful blue, didn’t ease the tightening in his abdomen. 

The years of yearning seemed to press in all around them, causing the moment to become almost suffocating. Toge had wanted Yuuta for so long, so damn long, and he was finally here. It was like a dream come true; a dish served on a gold platter in front of him after weeks of not eating. The years of yearning were finally bubbling over and he was unable to stop it. So, Toge didn’t think before he moved. He wanted to be terribly selfish and act on his own desires for just this once. He didn’t want to doubt his actions and miss any more opportunities. 

He closed the distance between them, lips smacking clumsily against Yuuta’s. He reached forward just as Yuuta did, attempting to yank him even closer and forced Yuuta to tilt his head back as he sat up on his knees. Toge’s hands reached out to wrap around Yuuta’s neck at the same time that Yuuta wrapped his hands around his waist, the soft lips under his causing his mind to reel and spin dangerously. 

Their lips parted with a small smacking noise, the sound shooting down between Toge’s legs. They stayed close, lips brushing as they breathed heavily and deeply against one another. Always in sync, their eyes opened at the exact same time, catching each other in a heavy and intense gaze. Toge was entranced by Yuuta’s eyes, which were unfocused and hazy, pupils blown wide. Allured by dark blue, Toge’s hand trailed down his neck and cupped the side of Yuuta’s face, reveling in the hard panels of his jaw that was tilted up to meet him. Yuuta’s gaze dropped low, lashes heavy, as he stared at Toge’s parted lips. 

This was the closest that they had ever been; their faces mere inches apart. He could easily count each individual dark eyelash that framed Yuuta’s gorgeous eyes and the pale, almost invisible freckle under his right eye that he hadn’t noticed before. Toge, despite always admiring how attractive he was, swore that he was the prettiest in this moment than he had ever been. 

Without warning, Yuuta surged forward, kissing him full on the mouth. Losing his balance, Toge toppled backwards, his back slamming down on the soft mattress underneath them. Yuuta eagerly chased after him, not hesitating despite the sudden change of position and not shy despite his usual demeanor. Toge’s senses filled with him - Yuuta, Yuuta Yuuta. He tasted him - his lungs filling with the intoxicating concoction of both of their scents. 

Although he was bent awkwardly, his legs still hanging off the side bed and his large torso bowed over Toge, Yuuta kissed him with a hungry desperation. Yuuta’s mouth opened above his, gently but greedily prying Toge’s lips open in the process. His jaw fell open, gasping at Yuuta’s boldness, but he stayed completely compliant for him. 

They were clumsy at first, a bit too overeager and inexperienced, but desperate for more. Toge’s heart rattled against his chest as their mouths moved together in tandem, trying to find that perfect give and take. It took them a few moments to find a stable rhythm as their mouths opened, teeth accidentally clicking and catching each other in deeper kisses. 

Toge’s head was spinning at the taste of Yuuta, the one thing that he had consistently dreamt about for the past ten years. His mouth was warm and wet as he kissed him, chest pressed sharply against his as he pressed him into the mattress. He couldn’t seem to find it in himself to care at how he was gasping desperately into Yuuta’s mouth, practically drooling from oversensitivity, with his chest heaving pathetically. How could he have ever thought that spit was gross before? The concoction of the two of them, the heavy taste of Yuuta in the back of his throat, was intoxicating. 

Yuuta’s large hands had been pressed against each side of the bed near his ribs, keeping him hovering over the other boy, but Toge yearned for more. He had wanted this boy for years and he was unbelievably allowed the opportunity. Toge’s hands slid up his strong forearms, running along the prominent veins that he always admired, and met behind his neck to tilt his damp head and kiss him even deeper. 

Now that their kisses had grown more coordinated, Toge was shedding his nervousness about his inexperience and instead grew more confident and desperate. Yuuta was obviously enjoying this, not at all turned away by their clumsiness, and he was finally getting exactly what he had dreamt about. Yuuta’s taste sat heavy on his tongue, causing his mind to spin mercilessly. Yuuta was practically drooling in pleasure just as much as Toge was, and he was desperate to feel the heat in his mouth. He wanted to lap up every taste, and without weighing the pros and cons, his tongue darted out clumsily to enter Yuuta’s mouth. 

The low groan that Yuuta let out rumbled through his chest, vibrating throughout his body, and caused all the hair on Toge’s body to rise. He had never expected a noise like that to escape Yuuta, the taller boy usually so reserved and quiet. It was obvious, from that noise, that he felt just unhinged and desperate as Toge did.

Yuuta’s tongue hesitantly reciprocated the movements, clumsily but gently rubbing against his. His tongue, so warm and wet, felt just like heaven. It lapped at his sanity, the hot heat from his mouth leaving Toge feeling weightless. Despite their clumsiness, Toge couldn’t help but emit his own noise; a low whine that he quickly cut off in embarrassment. 

The noise that he attempted to cover didn’t meet deaf ears. At the sound, Yuuta frantically repositioned himself on the bed, desperate to get closer as he brought his bare feet up off of the floor. Toge desperately spread his legs, allowing Yuuta to drop down and settle between them, and completely engulfed him in his body heat. Since Yuuta was much taller, Toge could feel his erection pressing sharply into Yuuta’s strong stomach. The pressure of the motion and the knowledge that Yuuta could feel just how much he was affecting him caused his mind to unravel. He would have been embarrassed if he wasn’t drowning in pure bliss. Toge couldn’t help but let out another small whine, low and desperate as it vibrated throughout his chest. 

Toge had no idea that poor, shy Yuuta was absolutely losing his mind. Yuuta felt as if his whole world had flipped upside down, and he couldn’t hold back even if he tried. He was so overwhelmed, in so much disbelief, that he wouldn’t be able to think a single coherent thought if he tried. 

Planting both hands on the bed, Yuuta hoisted himself upwards, Toge’s cock rubbing down his abdomen as he moved to align their hips. Toge had to tilt his head back in order to continue their kiss, his mouth gasping open in a desperate hunger as he frantically grabbed at the fabric of Yuuta’s wrinkled shirt. Yuuta met him just as eagerly, hips slotted against his own as his mouth opened wide for him. 

They began kissing more feverently, tongues joining clumsily in between their heated kisses, and Toge could feel Yuuta’s own erection pressing painfully against his inner left thigh. He was so big that Toge was sure that he was imagining things - it had to be his arm, right?! But no, both arms were up near Toge’s head now, keeping him steady. 

God, the heat that engulfed his body from the connection of their hips was like nothing Toge had ever experienced. He couldn’t help the way his cock twitched in interest against Yuuta’s hip, demanding more attention as he basked in his heat. 

Toge’s hands greedily slipped under the back of Yuuta’s shirt, exploring the muscles that twitched responsively under his fingertips. Yuuta’s bare skin was so soft and warm, the hard panels lovingly pliant under his fingertips. In response to his heated touch, poor unsuspecting Yuuta squirmed and accidentally broke their kiss. Making up for the mishap, his lips quickly trailed down Toge’s cheek and jaw, leaving a firey heat in its wake before planting a wet kiss under his ear. Toge’s short nails dug deep into the skin of Yuuta’s back and Yuuta began placing desperate, open mouthed kisses down his throat in response. 

A noise that Toge had never made before slipped from his lips, affirming Yuuta that he was driving him up the damn wall. He would have been embarrassed by how needy he sounded, but in response to his noise, Yuuta frantically reached down to grab hold of the underside of his knee. He roughly hitched it up behind his back, yanking their hips and bodies even closer than they had been before. Yuuta’s hand stayed, squeezing needily into the meat of his thigh through the thin fabric of his jeans. Their hips were completely flushed now, and Toge could feel just how affected Yuuta was by all this - just how hard he was against him. Toge’s mind was spinning, the whole world flipping on its axis as he felt Yuuta begin to suck on his neck, his teeth gently grazing his tingling skin. Toge saw stars, his whole body squirming in yearning. 

He knew that he was responsible for each action that took them farther, but he couldn’t resist. Yuuta had been driving him up the wall; throwing him off the edge. He was touching him so perfectly, kissing him so desperately. He had never felt so aroused and desperate in his entire life. Toge frantically dropped his hands to grip the waistband at Yuuta’s hips, fingers fumbling with the button on his jeans. 

Shocked by his boldness, Yuuta inhaled sharply into his neck, his lips halting their actions and his body going rigid. After a moment of hesitation, he tilted his hips up ever so slightly so that Toge could get better access. Toge popped the button to his jeans and yanked his zipper down in one swift movement, attempting to be brave. His hands were shaking pathetically, but the desperate desire and intense heat swallowing him whole was much stronger and completely outweighed his nervousness. Without a second thought, he pushed his hand through the now undone part of Yuuta’s pants and grabbed hold of him over the soft black material of his underwear. Yuuta went rigid under his touch, his chest heaving. 

Yuuta was...huge. There was no other word for it. Just like the rest of his body, his cock was huge. He had to be two inches longer than Toge and at least twice as thick. Toge’s length was normal, especially for his size, but Yuuta seemed impossibly big. It made Toge’s body hum in anticipation and arousal, unable to believe that he was allowed to touch him in this way. 

His fingers curled around him as best as he could with the soft material of his underwear in the way. Yuuta still hadn’t reacted to his touch, which worried Toge, but the thought quickly disappeared as Yuuta frantically sat up. He caught sight of the dark haired boy’s expression, which was filled with a wild yearning and pure desperation. His lips were parted, his cheeks flushed, and his chest heaved once more as he quickly undid the button of Toge’s own pants. His eyes were unfocused and hazy as he looked down, pupils almost eclipsing the blue around them as his hair hung heavily in his face. It seemed that just like for Toge, the heavy arousal completely outweighed the nervousness of their current situation.  

A shiver ran down Toge’s spine at the pure carnal want in Yuuta’s face. Toge was doing this to him - he was causing Yuuta to completely come undone. The hand that was attempting to wrap around him had pushed Yuuta completely off the edge. Egged on by the desire on Yuuta’s face and the desperation in his movements, Toge used his other hand to swiftly pull down the waistband of Yuuta’s boxer briefs. 

Yuuta’s huge cock sprung free in the small space between them, and Toge couldn’t help but admire the sight. He was right - he was huge - the size intimidating and unreal. Even his thick cock was veiny, just like his hands and his arms, and Toge wanted to run his tongue up and down each pretty vein that peeked through his skin. He had trimmed dark hair that complimented his skin tone perfectly, and his flushed tip was already weeping and desperate for more attention. Toge grabbed hold of him without hesitation, desperate to feel his skin. 

Yuuta let out a desperate whining noise that rumbled deeply in his chest. He closed his eyes, chest heaving and fingers freezing on Toge’s zipper. He sat frozen between Toge’s legs for a moment, almost as if he was trying to gather his sanity, and the only thing moving was his chest as it heaved in arousal. As he allowed Yuuta to recollect himself, Toge realized something that made butterflies erupt inside of his throat and choke him from the inside out. Yuuta was so thick that his fingers barely touched as they wrapped around him, his cock warm and responsive under his fingertips. He felt like pure velvet and Toge never wanted to let go.

Yuuta took a deep breath before his eyes opened once more, hazy desperation swimming in his pupils. Dark blue eyes stared intensely down at him as he unzipped Toge’s pants, finally pulling down the material. Toge’s own cock finally sprung free, and he sighed in relief. 

Staring down at their cocks, now free and almost touching, Toge realized that Yuuta’s size dwarfed his as it sat next to it, hard and aching. He would have been embarrassed by the size difference if he hadn’t caught sight of Yuuta’s face, twisted in desperation and lust. He was staring down at them as if it were Christmas morning and he had been gifted everything he could have ever asked for and more. 

Deep blue eyes glanced up at Toge through dark bangs, and a shiver ran down Toge’s spine in response. His eyes were so dark, so clouded with lust and unlike any look Yuuta had given him before, that Toge couldn’t contain himself anymore. He began to pump his hand slowly, just like he always did to himself. Yuuta’s eyes dropped to watch the movement, eyebrows furrowing and face contorting in pleasure. Toge was rewarded with another moan from Yuuta, although this one was much more loud and guttural than the ones before. It was airy, almost as if he was in complete and utter disbelief. Eyes trained on Yuuta’s face, he watched as his lips parted in pleasure and enjoyed the sight of his flushed face. As he continued to kneel between Toge’s legs, Toge could see Yuuta’s thighs trembling in pleasure. 

As if gaining confidence from being touched, Yuuta hooked his thumbs under Toge’s waistband and caught hold of his underwear and jeans. He yanked the material down before pulling Toge’s legs up in the air, pulling off the rest of the material and leaving him bare. Toge gasped, his hand dropping from Yuuta’s cock as his pants and underwear were pulled completely off and thrown onto the floor. His legs were still bent back, the bottom of his bare feet now pressing against Yuuta’s strong chest, and he couldn’t help but blush at the new position. If Yuuta looked down, he would see his -

Oh. Yuuta’s large hands slid in between his legs, pressing his palms against the meat on his inner thighs before prying them open, completely exposing Toge. Toge gasped as Yuuta’s hands hooked under his thighs and grabbed hold of the flesh on the top before yanking him closer in one swift motion. Their hips now flush together again, Yuuta’s cock finally fell on top of his, and Toge couldn’t help the whine that rose high in his throat. The sudden boldness of the sunshine boy who was always blushing was something that Toge had not been ready for. 

Yuuta stared down at him as if he were studying a fine art piece, his heavy breathing echoing in the small room despite the roaring wind outside. His large hands were tucked under Toge’s thighs, his fingertips folded over the top of his legs as he held him close. His huge cock sat prettily and heavily on top of Toge’s, the warmth radiating through his skin and causing goosebumps to erupt all over his body. Toge couldn’t believe that Yuuta was already leaking despite barely being touched, and his mouth watered at the sight. He wanted to run his tongue up and down all his pretty veins and hard panels. 

Toge, hands still hanging limply at his sides, decided to take more initiative. Knowing that he wouldn’t be able to pull off Yuuta’s shirt himself, he reached out and signed ‘shirt’ with pathetically shaky hands. Yuuta looked under his dark bangs just in time to catch the motion, his eyes dark and filled with lust. The bags that always resided under his eyes seemed to make his expression that more dark, and if Toge didn’t know any better, he would have taken his expression for one of anger instead of immense pleasure. He looked almost...dangerous. It caused a shiver of yearning to run up Toge’s spine. 

Yuuta slipped off his shirt with one swift motion, following Toge’s command without hesitation. Toge couldn’t help but openly gawk at the now bare chest in front of him. Not only was his zipper undone, his cock hanging heavily out of his jeans, but now his bare chest and shoulders were on display. They were definitely a sight to be admired, his skin a shade or two darker than Toge, and the color of his skin was gorgeous and golden. Toge had already known that he had impossibly long, broad shoulders with a wide chest, but his skin stretched over it beautifully. He wasn’t bludging with muscle, but was all hard panels and taut skin. The sight of him made Toge’s heart flutter in his throat and his mouth run dry. He was so pretty that it wasn’t fair.

‘Perfect,’ Toge signed, his hands shaking. Yuuta slowly shook his head, hands gently reaching out towards him. His large hands skimmed up Toge’s chest, leaving a trail of fire as he pushed his shirt up to gather under his armpits. With Yuuta now bowing over him, their cocks rubbed against each other and their hips pressed tightly together. Toge’s legs were forced to spread apart wider to accommodate Yuuta’s large body as he pushed forward, and Toge whined once more. 

“That’s all you,” Yuuta muttered, his voice husky and dark as his mouth dropped down to place a kiss on Toge’s sternum. He left kisses everywhere his lips could reach; his shoulders, his collarbone, his chest. His warm breath prickled Toge’s skin as he whispered; “So fucking pretty, sweetheart. Just look at you.” 

Toge squirmed in anticipation, his hands reaching out to claw at Yuuta’s bare back. Since Yuuta was now bowing over him, he could feel his hot body heat radiating across his bare skin. He was so deliciously warm and so soft over Toge, despite his hard muscles and strong chest. Yuuta was being so gentle despite being much stronger and larger than Toge was and it drove him absolutely wild. 

Yuuta’s hot breath fanned across Toge’s chest as he placed open mouthed kisses across his skin. His large hands slid up and down Toge’s body, down his waist and his rib cage, as if trying to commit every inch to memory. His rough hands left trails of fire everywhere they went and Toge couldn’t help his gasping as he squirmed under him. He sounded completely fucked out despite not even being touched where he desperately needed it, but he was too far gone to be embarrassed. 

Toge’s hands slid down Yuuta’s warm back in order to reach down and grab hold of his waistband, causing Yuuta to pause for a moment. He pulled his lips away from Toge’s skin to help tug down his pants and underwear, sliding them completely off and kicking them off the bed. Toge desperately grabbed at him as soon as he was shed of all of his clothing, hitching his legs around his now bare waist and clutching onto his wide biceps. 

“Fuck,” Yuuta gasped as their now completely naked lower halves connected. He reached up to cup Toge’s face with one hand before he kissed him deeply once more, all traces of their previous clumsy and inexperienced kisses gone. Despite this being their first time doing anything like this together, it felt natural and normal. All of Toge’s nervousness had flown out of the storm ridden window, and it seemed like Yuuta was in the same boat despite nervousness being a main contribution to his personality. 

Desperate to touch him again, Toge pulled on his bicep to roll them onto their sides to face each other. They adjusted quickly, slotting their bodies together and quickly reconnecting their lips. As Yuuta kissed him deeply, mouth wide in desperation, Toge’s hand dropped down to wrap around Yuuta once more. He grunted breathlessly into Toge’s mouth as his hand firmly grabbed hold of him. 

As he began pumping his hand, Yuuta in turn reached out to finally grab him in return. Toge had never had anyone else touch him before, and the feeling of someone else’s hand wrapped around him had him already teetering off the edge. Yuuta’s hand, impossibly large, rough and full of calluses, felt completely different from his own. The cold rings on his fingers were a stark contrast to his warm hand and it caused his mind to reel. Toge couldn’t help his whimpering now, a constant high pitched garbled noise that fought its way out of his ruined vocal cords. Yuuta seemed to love the noise, though, swallowing each sound he made with ease as his own small noises matched his. 

Yuuta was panting into his mouth between the kisses, his hips squirming desperately as Toge jerked him off. He was so responsive, so loud, and it was such an amazing feeling to know that he was pushing Yuuta off the edge with just his hand. Yuuta, who was so attractive that people stared at him in the subway station and giggled about him behind their hands. Yuuta, who had fought his bully for him in high school and Yuuta, was the sweetest and most caring person he had ever met. Yuuta, the man that the world didn’t deserve.

He could feel the edge already approaching, and he frantically grabbed hold of Yuuta’s hand to stop his movements. Toge did not want to finish this quickly, especially since it was their first time. He grabbed hold of his wrist and quickly pulled his hand down in between his legs, casually hitching his leg up to rest on top of Yuuta’s hip. It gave Yuuta a perfect pathway to where he wanted those long fingers to truly be. 

“Fuck,” Yuuta gasped into his mouth, his hand shaking in his. “You want me to?”

Toge nodded against his lips, eyes popping open to look up at Yuuta. When had he closed them? Yuuta’s deep blue eyes were already looking down at him, hazy and unfocused, as if he had been watching his reactions the entire time and was completely losing his mind over it.  

With his free hand, Yuuta quickly yanked off his rings and tossed them onto the window ledge, his hands shaking like the leaves outside that were caught in the storm. His bare fingers then snuck under Toge, searching in between his legs. Since Toge’s leg was now hitched up on his hip, his legs were parted the perfect amount for his hand to easily sneak past his cock and under his sack. He could feel Yuuta’s thick cock on his stomach and could feel him twitching in anticipation, as if he was looking forward to this just as much as Toge was. He could feel Yuuta’s eyes on his face as a thick finger gently touched the entrance of his hole, the other fingers on his large hand spreading his cheeks apart. 

Another sound that Toge had never made before escaped his gasping mouth. He looked up at Yuuta under his lashes, eyes wide and pleading, and Yuuta swore under his breath at the sight of his face. His chest was heaving against Toge’s, his breathing heavy and labored, and his eyes were wide and wild. 

Yuuta massaged the entrance with one finger for a few moments, causing Toge to twitch and whine in desperation, before kissing his forehead sloppily. “Do you have any lube?”

He nodded shakily, reaching around Yuuta’s head for the bottle he kept stashed between the mattress and the headboard. He pulled it towards them with shaking hands, already missing the pressure on his hole. Yuuta slid his large hand down Toge’s thigh and roughly yanked Toge’s knee higher on his hip, spreading his legs even more for better access. The manhandling caused Toge’s head to spin wildly, his fingers fumbling with the bottle. 

He pulled his hand into the space between them, and Toge accidentally squeezed way too much lube onto his thick fingers due to his shaking hands. Toge felt Yuuta’s neglected cock twitch against his stomach, and he quickly grabbed hold with the hand that wasn’t holding the bottle. He quickly dropped the lube behind him and began stroking Yuuta, relishing in the way that Yuuta’s chest began heaving wildly between them. Toge dropped his head in order to kiss Yuuta’s neck as his hand worked, grazing his teeth across his soft skin. The clean but musky scent tasted even better than it smelled, the concoction of their scents intoxicating. 

Yuuta’s hand draped over his waist and dropped lower, greedily plunging his hand back between his cheeks. He spread Toge’s ass open with his thumb and pinky as his middle fingers grazed his hole. Toge gasped against Yuuta’s neck, his hips bucking without his consent. Their cocks rubbed together and Yuuta let out a guttural noise that rumbled through his neck and under Toge’s lips. 

“You have no idea how long I’ve wanted to do this,” Yuuta whispered, his voice uneven and shaky above Toge’s head. His thick finger was now right at Toge’s entrance, waiting to pop past the ring of muscle. Toge, heart suddenly hurting from his words, yanked his hips away from his finger. Yuuta’s hand quickly dropped, taking his movement as rejection. He began to pull away. “I’m sorry, I-“

Letting go of his cock, Toge’s hands squirmed up from between their bodies to sign without looking; ‘How long?’

Yuuta groaned, his normal shy groan and very different from the ones he had been letting out for the past few minutes. His head dipped down and he spoke against the top of Toge’s head, almost as if he wanted to disappear from embarrassment. It was a stark contrast from how he had been acting earlier and it made Toge’s heart flutter. “Inumaki-kun, I was just about to...please just forget what I said.”

Toge shook his head against his neck and he felt Yuuta sigh against the top of his head. Their cocks rubbed against each other with the motion, and they both sucked in a deep breath at the contact, their chests heaving in tandem.

“Please don’t make me say it,” Yuuta pleaded, his voice broken and desperate.

Toge giggled against Yuuta’s neck, pressing a quick kiss at the base of his throat. Without looking, he signed once more in the air above them; ‘I won’t let you do anything until you tell me.’

The hand that was still on Toge’s ass clenched playfully around the fat of one of his cheeks, spreading the lube everywhere and causing Toge to squeal. He felt and heard Yuuta let out a huff of breath into his hair.  

“Please,” Yuuta begged, the word so vulnerable that Toge almost caved. He giggled again, shaking his head and kissing his neck playfully once more. He signed into the air above them. 

‘Begging won’t get you anywhere.’

Yuuta sighed again. Toge reached out and wrapped his hand around his cock, giving him a teasing squeeze. Yuuta’s hips bucked roughly in response and he inhaled sharply with a broken moan. Toge felt him pulsating with need under his fingers and he desperately wanted to cave and just finish what they had started. He yearned for Yuuta’s thick fingers inside of him already. 

“A while,” Yuuta whispered breathlessly, his voice strained as Toge began to move his hand teasingly slow. It elicited a low whine from Yuuta’s throat. “You were kind of my…”

His hand stopped its motion and Yuuta’s hips bucked upwards once more as they sought the pleasure that Toge was withholding from him. Toge reached out with the hand that wasn’t wrapped around his cock to grab hold of his hip to hold him steady, preventing him from getting the friction he wanted. Yuuta whimpered and Toge began to kiss his neck teasingly, his mouth open and his teeth grazing against the soft skin. 

“Fine!” Yuuta whined, his voice breaking with desire as his resolve broke. He sounded worn out and desperate - way past embarrassment. “I’ve wanted to do this with you since 6th year.”

Toge froze for a moment, his attack on Yuuta’s neck halting. Since middle school? He had wanted Toge since middle school? 

Yuuta’s heartbeat under his lips began thumping crazily, the intensity mimicking the feeling of a jackrabbit trapped under his skin. Toge’s reaction had scared Yuuta - had worried him. He heard Yuuta open his mouth to speak, probably to apologize, but Toge didn’t want to hear any apologies. He pushed his hips backwards into his waiting fingers, and Yuuta gasped as his slick hand finally slipped between Toge’s cheeks. 

Toge rocked his hips backwards again, desperate to be filled by thick fingers. Yuuta didn’t hesitate; gently spreading his cheeks and finally sinking a long finger past his ring of muscle. 

They both gasped in unison. Yuuta’s head dipped down, desperate for a kiss, and Toge met him halfway. They kissed desperately, sloppily, as Yuuta’s finger sank down to the knuckle. Fuck, Yuuta was inside of him. How many times had he imagined this exact scenario? How many times had he imagined the way that Yuuta’s finger would pump in and out of him? 

And he did just that. His thick finger began opening Toge up, filling him perfectly. Toge couldn’t help but rock his hips backwards with the motion, fucking himself on Yuuta’s finger. He felt completely brainless, the only thought in his mind was the feeling of being fucked open. The sound of Yuuta’s small whines and the sound of the lube squelching just added onto the pure bliss he was feeling as his walls clenched around his finger. 

“Another,” Toge gasped into Yuuta’s mouth, unable to help himself. His voice was twisted and ugly, almost unrecognizable, but Yuuta didn’t seem to mind. He groaned into Toge’s mouth at the word, apparently just as gone as Toge. 

“Not yet, I don’t want to hurt -”

Toge reached around behind himself, dropping his hand between his cheeks. He pushed another finger inside of himself, sliding it in right next to Yuuta’s. Toge groaned halfway in pain and halfway in desperation, his legs shaking as he began to desperately finger fuck himself next to Yuuta’s finger. The feeling of his finger pressed against Yuuta’s in the small space caused him to squirm and cry out in pleasure.

Shocked by his boldness, Yuuta’s finger froze inside of him. Toge rolled his own finger in and out of himself, the feeling of how tight he was around both their fingers a thrilling pleasure. He whined loudly, unable to help himself, which seemed to break Yuuta from his reverie. 

“That’s my job,” Yuuta growled, pulling his finger out of Toge and grabbing onto his wrist to yank his hand away from his hole. Yuuta mercilessly sunk two thick fingers deep into Toge in response, and Toge whined in pain and pleasure. That was more like it. 

Yuuta began leisurely finger fucking him open, thick fingers rolling in and out of him. He would occasionally scissor his fingers, spreading him wide and stretching him out. He was careful not to overstimulate Toge’s prostate, only brushing it enough to have Toge whimpering. Before long, Toge was a shaking mess under his touch. He was too far gone that he couldn’t even stroke Yuuta’s poor, neglected cock anymore. 

“Ready for another?” Yuuta whispered into his mouth, their spit a disgusting concoction by now. Toge was too far gone to actually kiss him, and he had just been pathetically panting into his mouth as his fingers opened him up. Yuuta didn’t seem to mind, his cock hard and throbbing in the space between them. Toge could feel him smearing precum all across his abdomen. 

Toge nodded desperately, his head lolling. Yuuta clicked his tongue, not happy with his response. He slipped his free hand out from under Toge’s body before reaching up and grabbing him by the jaw. Toge gasped as Yuuta pulled his face up, forcing him to look him in the eyes. Yuuta’s dark blue eyes were unrecognizable. They were so dark, so far gone, that Toge was surprised he could speak normally. His cheeks were flushed and his mouth was open and wet with a mixture of their spit. 

“Tell me you want another,” Yuuta growled, dropping his face down to kiss his mouth as his fingers continued rolling in and out of him. “Stop hiding your voice and tell me what you want.”

“Another,” Toge cried, the manhandling about to drive him over the edge. He was too far gone to be embarrassed of how he sounded. “Please!”

Although he hated the way his voice sounded, Yuuta seemed to love it. In response to his begging, he added a third finger. Toge cried out into Yuuta’s mouth, the added finger stretching him more than he ever had been capable of himself. He was sure that three of Yuuta’s thick fingers were even bigger than the dildo in his closet. 

“Yuu...Yuu..da..” Toge whined, his voice unrecognizable as he gasped brokenly through his pleasure. Yuuta gasped into his mouth, his hips grinding forward and rubbing against his desperately. 

“God, you’re so pretty like this,” Yuuta whimpered into his mouth, his chest heaving. He seemed to have lost his mind at the sound of his first name falling brokenly from Toge’s mouth. “Tell me what you want. I’ll give you anything you want.”

Yuuta was stripping him down by the second and he knew he wouldn’t last long. Without thinking, Toge hitched his knee even higher on Yuuta’s hip, the other sliding between his legs, and spread his legs impossibly wider. He was now folded almost entirely in half, his lower half bent at a perfect angle for Yuuta’s hips. He reached out with a shaking hand to grab hold of Yuuta’s cock, tucking it under his own erection and his sack. 

Yuuta gasped at the action, his hips bucking desperately. The excessive lube from his fingers had been dripping down and leaving Toge a slippery mess - enough for Yuuta to drag his cock comfortably against his body. His fingers pumped faster as his hips began rocking into Toge, fucking the area between his thighs and the bottom of his ass cheeks. 

As Yuuta began fucking him between his legs and up against his core, Toge could feel the tip of his cock hitting the outside of his hole where Yuuta’s fingers were abusing him. His fingers began to lose their rhythm, his hips began jerking frantically as if he was completely lost in the pleasure. He was gasping and whining, his whole body trembling against Toge’s. 

Desperate and beyond rational thinking, Toge reached back to pull Yuuta’s fingers out of him. Yuuta, who had just thrust forward, caught the edge of Toge’s hole with the tip of his cock. They both gasped, Yuuta’s eyes popping open to look deeply into Toge’s. He looked wild, desperate, and just as unhinged as Toge felt. 

Toge tilted his hips upward, his dick popping off of Yuuta’s stomach and smearing it with precum. He had pushed back just enough for him to be bent in half, his other leg sliding higher between Yuuta’s. Yuuta could fuck him in this position. He was angled just perfectly, bent in half with his leg hooked over his hip, that Yuuta could slip inside of him and fuck him full. 

Yuuta seemed to realize the exact thing, because his hips faltered. Toge, missing the friction, automatically began grinding down onto Yuuta’s cock. At this new angle, Yuuta’s tip was mercilessly rubbing across his hole. As Toge frantically ground his hips down once more, they both gasped as Yuuta’s tip accidentally pushed inside his body. His hole had been so loose from Yuuta’s three thick fingers and so slick from the abundance of lube that it was easy for Yuuta to slip effortlessly inside. 

Yuuta immediately pulled back, his tip of his cock sliding out of Toge. His eyes were wide, pupils blown and his lips parted as he panted. They looked at one another for a moment, chests heaving in tandem. 

“I don’t have a condom,” Yuuta gasped, his face pained. His voice was shaking and he looked as if he was filled with regret. “I didn’t know that...I didn’t plan…” His hips were still shifted away from Toge, attempting to keep their distance. They both knew that if he had let Toge move once more, he would have slid Yuuta’s cock all the way inside of him. 

The fact that Yuuta didn’t have a condom, despite bringing a huge bag that he took everywhere, made Toge strangely happy. It meant that he wasn’t sexually active and hadn’t been planning to be. 

‘When did you last get tested?’ Toge signed, hoping that Yuuta could understand him despite his pathetic shaking. 

Toge didn’t expect the pained expression that flashed across Yuuta’s face. “I’ve never been tested.” Toge’s heart sank, the situation slowly becoming more clear. Before he could overthink or move away, though, Yuuta quickly spoke once more. He seemed to have seen Toge’s face fall and was desperate to not be the cause of it. “Only because I haven’t been with anyone,” Yuuta muttered, gently kissing Toge once on the mouth. “I’ve never even kissed anyone, so I’m clean.”

Toge froze, eyes widening in shock. Yuuta gave him another soft smile, leaning down to kiss his lips once more. The gentleness behind the kiss was so different from the sloppy kisses they had been sharing that it cleared the haziness in Toge’s mind a bit. 

“When did you last get tested?” Yuuta muttered, giving him another gentle kiss. “Are you-?”

Toge pushed at his face, pushing him away to desperately sign; ‘I’ve never been with anyone either.’

Yuuta’s eyes blinked wide, obviously surprised, and he shook his head a bit, looking unconvinced. Toge surged forward before Yuuta could reject his statement, crashing their lips together. Yuuta kissed him deeply, the moment already heating up once more despite their small pause. 

With this new information, Toge’s leg tightened it’s hold on Yuuta’s hip and yanked him back to where he was. They both gasped, Yuuta’s cock sliding between his ass cheeks once more. His tip caught on his hole once again, and Yuuta hesitated. 

They both knew it was a bad idea. They both knew that they weren’t being safe and that they should both be tested before they did anything. The build up of the past ten years, though, weighed heavy on their minds and caused them to go a bit crazy; a bit stupid. They were both insanely horny virgins finally getting with the person they had wanted for many years. 

“I don’t…” Yuuta trailed off, face still pained. His eyes searched Toge’s face desperately, as if hoping to find a solution inside of them. “Would you be okay with…?”

Toge nodded despite not knowing what he was asking. Anything would be okay with him. He trusted Yuuta and he was desperate to be touched. His whole body hummed in anticipation and arousal, yearning to be abused. 

“Just the tip, okay?” Yuuta whispered against Toge’s mouth, voice shaking. Toge nodded quickly, his hips rolling in desperation. Yuuta pulled his hips forward, the tip of his cock popping past the already loosened ring of muscle. 

They both moaned simultaneously, Yuuta’s hand shaking as he wrapped an arm around Toge’s waist. His hand placed flat against his lower back, holding on for support. Yuuta was panting in his mouth again and Toge’s hand clutched desperately at the damp hair at the back of his head to keep himself grounded. 

“Don’t move,” Yuuta whispered brokenly, slowly drawing his hips back. His tip almost completely left Toge’s hole before he pushed in once more. “Stay still unless you want me to slip inside.”

Toge whimpered, tears of frustration forming at the corners of his eyes. Yuuta slowly fucked his hole with just his tip, easing in and out, but it wasn’t enough. It wasn’t nearly enough. Toge’s whole body was shaking with the yearning to be completely filled despite the fact that Yuuta sliding in and out of him was already too overwhelming. He continuously popped past the loosened ring of muscle, causing Toge to see stars with each thrust. 

“You’re so warm,” Yuuta babbled, pulling back with eyes blown wide as he stared down at Toge. He looked fucked out; his expression wildly desperate and overwhelmed. “You feel so…”

The shakiness in Yuuta’s voice caused Toge’s own legs to tremble, the combination of being teased with the head of his cock and his husky voice too much to handle. He began whimpering, hands grabbing at him desperately with his eyes wide and desperate as he stared up at Yuuta. 

As if unable to handle looking at Toge’s expression, Yuuta’s eyes squeezed closed, his lips sucking in between his teeth as he desperately tried to control his motions. His chest was heaving, though, and Toge could tell that his resolve was slipping; that he wanted more just as badly as he did. Yuuta was obviously trying to control himself, but he was teetering off the edge. He continued to roll his hips, fucking him with just the head of his cock, until Toge couldn’t handle it anymore. 

What was the difference between just the tip of his cock and the whole thing? He was already stretching Toge full. Yuuta had said to stay still unless Toge wanted him to slip inside. That had been an invitation, right? 

As Yuuta pushed himself inside once more, Toge dropped his hips and took in more than what Yuuta had been giving him. Both boys gasped, Yuuta slowly sinking in even deeper. Yuuta’s eyes flew open and he stared at him in desperation, eyes wide and pupils so dilated that Toge could barely see the blue in them anymore. 

Yuuta was so big that each inch he took deeper was painful. Toge’s hips continued to sink down onto him, slowly taking him further, with his gaze locked onto Yuuta’s as he did so. The hand that was pressed flat against Toge’s lower back was shaking intensely, and he continued to grip onto Yuuta’s damp black locks for support.

There had been excess lube around the entrance of his hole, but as Yuuta sank in deeper, it didn’t seem to be enough. He was twice the size of any dildo he had used on himself and Toge felt as if he was splitting in half. Despite the obvious pain, though, he was burning from the inside out with desire. Yuuta was finally filling him full and giving him exactly what he wanted - exactly what he had been desperate for for too many years to count. 

As soon as Toge’s ass hit Yuuta’s hips, filled to the hilt, Yuuta leaned forward to kiss the tears that were leaking down Toge’s face. He kissed his face gently, despite his jaw trembling, and reached up to wipe away the excess tears that he was missing with his lips. His voice shook dangerously as his breath splayed across Toge’s cheeks. “Are you okay?”

Toge nodded as Yuuta’s lips continued to gently kiss the tears away. Toge weakly poked Yuuta’s chest and Yuuta understood him without words. “Yeah, I’m okay. More than okay...you feel so… fuck , you’re so tight. I didn’t think I was going to fit.”

Despite the pain, Toge couldn’t help but giggle. Yuuta let out a huff of a laugh, smiling as he gently kissed Toge’s lips. Yuuta was attempting to act as normal as possible, but Toge could tell that his whole body was humming in anticipation with the way his thighs and hands were shaking. 

The rain, which had been completely forgotten in the background, was suddenly deafening outside. It thrashed against the window behind them, echoing in the now otherwise quiet room. The action helped clear Toge’s mind, and he slowly gained courage. 

“Take your time,” Yuuta muttered against Toge’s lips, giving him another sweet kiss as his shaking hand cupped Toge’s face. “We don’t even have to-"

Toge used that chance to shift his hips, gently moving an inch up Yuuta’s cock. Poor, unsuspecting Yuuta let out a broken moan against Toge’s lips. The noise was so loud that it left Toge’s neck hot. Yuuta had obviously been careful in holding back his sounds before, because the volume of this one had Toge completely caught him off guard. 

Slowly getting used to the size of Yuuta, he was able to roll his hips enough to stimulate both of them. Yuuta’s hand dropped from his face and shakily grabbed at his waist once more. He held him tightly, his noises gradually growing even louder against his lips as Toge slid up and down his shaft slowly as he adjusted to Yuuta’s size. Egged on by Yuuta’s noises and the fact that the pain was slowly slipping away, Toge’s hips gained speed and a steady rhythm. 

Although he had never done this before, he had used a dildo more than enough times to know just how to ride it to his liking. It seemed to be exactly to Yuuta’s liking as well, considering that he was turning into an absolute mess. His mouth was parted as he made obscene noises, his hand gripping Toge’s waist for dear life as he attempted to stay still. He was babbling nonsense, but Toge could catch his name and a few curse words. He seemed to be losing every ounce of his sanity as Toge rode his cock, unable to shut his mouth; “So good, so fucking good, Toge, you’re so tight, so perfect, so so good-”

Toge, one leg still hitched high on Yuuta’s hip, rode him like he rode the dildo in his room - fast and needy. Yuuta was much, much bigger than his dildo, though, and it made him burn with pain and pleasure with each movement. Yuuta was an absolute train wreck, legs and hands shaking violently as he did his best to stay still and allowed Toge to ride him skillfully.

The angle was a bit off since they were still laying sideways facing one another, and with the pain all but subsided, Toge yearned for more. He reached out to place his palm flat against Yuuta’s bare chest, his hips faltering. Yuuta stared down at him, eyes unfocused and wild. He, somehow once again, seemed to catch onto exactly what Toge was hinting at.

“Are you sure?” Yuuta gasped, the hand on his waist tightening. His pupils seemed to enlarge impossibly, even more than they had before, and the blue was completely gone now. Toge had barely nodded before Yuuta rolled him onto his back, causing him to gasp in surprise. Yuuta kept a rough grip on his hips as he did so, ensuring that he stayed buried deep inside of Toge. 

He wasted no time, reaching down to pull off the useless shirt that Toge still had on, the fabric still bunched up under his armpits. Their eyes met as he did so and Toge couldn’t help but shudder at the intense look in his dark gaze. As he sat up between his legs, with one of Toge’s legs still hitched around his waist and his hands now gripping Toge’s waist once more, Yuuta slowly pulled out of him. Eyes locked onto his, he slowly rolled out of him for just a moment before pushing all the way back in, restretching Toge and filling him whole. 

In response to Toge’s loud, desperate moan, he began to pound into him. He pulled at Toge’s waist with each movement of his own hips, causing their bodies to meet in the middle of his thrusts. Toge’s whole brain short circuited, the only thing he was able to register was the feeling of being fucked full. 

Toge desperately reached down with a shaking hand, pressing his palm down on his lower abdomen. Yuuta followed his movement, his eyes unfocused and his parted lips swollen as he continued to fuck him. As Toge pressed deeply on his lower abdomen, he could feel his insides bulging around Yuuta. The feeling of being fucked full was vibrating throughout his entire body, the feeling reaching under his palm, and caused him to whimper. He had never penetrated himself with something big enough to feel through his stomach - to bulge out visibly as he watched. 

Yuuta, groaning deeply at his whimper, let go of Toge’s waist for a moment to grab the leg that was wrapped around his waist, hitching it up to his shoulder instead. He quickly dropped his hand back to Toge’s waist to roughly grab hold, both hands once again gripping needily onto his waist. At this new angle, with him sitting between his legs and Toge perfectly spread, Yuuta could now drive mercilessly into his prostate. Large hands kept their hold on his hips as blue eyes kept busy staring at the place their body connected. 

“I can’t believe... I can’t believe I’m inside of you,” Yuuta babbled, Toge barely able to decipher his words over the pure desperation in his voice. His eyes were fixed on the sight of his cock disappearing deep inside of Toge with each thrust, as if he couldn’t believe that it was actually happening. “You feel so good, sweetheart, so tight and so fucking good. I can’t believe…” 

The fact that Yuuta couldn’t stop talking as he was overwhelmed with pleasure was something that Toge didn’t expect, but loved every moment of. He especially loved that he didn’t seem to be able to control his words, and that his immense pleasure was just causing him to babble nonsense. Toge reached for his neglected cock, which was smearing precum everywhere, but Yuuta roughly smacked his hand away. Toge gasped as Yuuta wrapped his own hand around Toge, stroking him at the same pace that he was fucking him. 

Yuuta glanced up at him underneath his lashes, lips parted as his large pupils and dark eye bags gave him a dangerous aura. The sight drove Toge over the edge without warning, and he came harder than he ever had in his life. He spilled all over his own chest, and Yuuta’s hand slowed around him. 

“Yuu...da…” The feeling vibrated throughout his whole body from the inside out, and Toge was only somewhat aware that his back had arched off of the bed and his eyes rolled back. He made a broken, loud noise that rumbled throughout his chest as stars danced behind his eyes. He clenched hard around Yuuta, who responded with a string of broken curses and uncoordinated thrusts. 

“Oh!” Yuuta gasped brokenly, his voice low and heavy. “Oh, I’m - I’m gonna -”

Toge was still too far gone to completely enjoy Yuuta emptying inside of him, his hips twitching erratically as he groaned brokenly. He was coming down just in time to see Yuuta’s gaze on his face as he rode out the last of his orgasm, lips parted and flushed chest heaving. 

“Fuck,” Yuuta whined in a broken voice, his hips finally stilling. He looked shameful, eyebrows furrowing and mouth parted as he panted. He looked down at the place where they were still connected. “I’m so sorry, it came out of nowhere, I -”

Before Yuuta could pull out, Toge reached out and grabbed hold of his wrists. He pulled him close, letting Yuuta drape his body on top of him despite the ropes of cum painting his chest. Yuuta’s eyes, the pupils slowly returning to normal, softened. Toge grabbed hold of his face, cupping it gently, and softly kissed him. 

“Wait, I have to…” Yuuta trailed off, slowly moving his hips to slide out of him. They both hissed in displeasure, their bodies far too sensitive for any extra stimulation. He sat up and quickly reached for his shirt on the floor before stuffing it under Toge’s ass. He was flushing as he did so, not meeting his eyes. Toge could see his own cum now smeared across Yuuta’s broad chest, which had transferred during their embrace.

Toge snapped to grab his attention, too weak to sit up. Yuuta looked up at him, cheekbones and ears red under his dark locks as he pulled his hands away. A flip seemed to have switched inside of him, and the confident and loud Yuuta had completely disappeared. He was now achingly shy again - truly a blushing mess. ‘Are you regretting this?’

“No!” Yuuta exclaimed loudly, eyes wide in surprise. He cringed, looking embarrassed before speaking more softly. He stared down at Toge’s chest, which was still dirty with his own release. “I just...I can’t believe that actually happened, but I feel bad, like… like maybe I pushed you and I moved too fast…”

Toge shook his head quickly, heart clenching in his chest. Yuuta peeked up at him through his lashes before looking down once more, his lips thinning to a line. He took a deep breath, his eyes closing briefly. 

“You...you kept touching me and I guess I just...completely lost control. I loved what we...you know...but I didn’t hurt you, right?” Yuuta asked, his face flushed red in embarrassment and shame. 

“Not at all,” Toge whispered, just able to get his voice out before he coughed, his throat wrecked from all of the noise he had been making for the past few minutes. Yuuta, looking concerned by his sudden cough, searched wildly on the floor for something. He grabbed Toge’s shirt, yanking it to his chest before hesitantly holding it in his hands. Toge reached out for it to clean himself, but Yuuta yanked it out of his reach, narrowing his eyes at him. 

“No, I’ll clean you off. Can I use this?”

Toge nodded, unable to help his own blush. Yuuta bent over him, gently wiping up all the evidence of what they had done. He couldn’t help but admire the other boy as he cleaned him with extensive care, lips sucked between his teeth as he concentrated. He was still naked, his body just as mind blowing as it had been earlier. Toge’s mind had been so clouded with lust before that he hadn’t been able to admire it like he did now.  

He was careful with cleaning off Toge’s now flaccid cock despite blushing deeply the entire time. He was meticulous, making sure to wipe him completely dry before attending to himself. Toge coughed again, his throat feeling raw and abused, and Yuuta looked up at him in concern, his hands freezing in place. 

“Does your throat hurt? I can make you something warm to drink while you...you know…” Yuuta blushed again, avoiding Toge’s eyes as his large hand gestured weakly to his leaking butt. Toge nodded eagerly, his heart squeezing painfully at how sweet he was being to him despite his overwhelming shyness. 

Yuuta jumped up, now clean, and placed the now dirty shirt on the floor before yanking on his black boxer briefs. They were Calvin Klein’s, and hugged his hips and thighs perfectly. Toge couldn’t help but stare, unable to believe that he had just slept with someone so stunningly attractive in each and every way. 

“I don’t know...uh…” Yuuta trailed off as Toge sat up slowly, wincing at the pain in his lower half. Yuuta looked panicked, his face twisting in guilt once more. Toge waved him off, rolling his eyes at his reaction despite the butterflies that swarmed in his stomach. 

Before Toge could stand, Yuuta bent down to scoop him up bridal style into his arms. Toge yelped in surprise, looking up at Yuuta as he began walking. It felt amazing to be pressed against his chest, held close, especially since he was still naked. 

“I’m sorry that I’m not better at this, I really don’t know what to do just yet,” Yuuta muttered as he walked them to Toge’s bathroom. As he bumped the door open with Toge’s feet, Toge craned his neck to press a gentle kiss on his cheek. Yuuta flushed a bright red, avoiding his gaze and ignoring his giggle as he stepped into the restroom. 

He gently lowered Toge onto the toilet, and Toge laughed once more at how flustered Yuuta was. At his teasing laugh, Yuuta flushed even more and shushed him. He didn’t look at him the entire time, glancing away with his hair completely covering his face as he asked; “Is there anything I can help with? Or do you want me to make you something to drink? What can I do for you?”

‘Drink,’ Toge signed, shifting uncomfortably as he felt Yuuta’s release dripping out of him. ‘Please.’

“Are you in pain?” Yuuta asked, staring down at him worriedly. Toge, eye level with his chest, decided to reach out and run a hand down his hard stomach instead of responding. Yuuta ‘tsked’ him, leaning down to clumsily press a quick kiss to his temple before walking towards the door. He glanced back at him shyly, bare back glowing in the awful bathroom light. “Please let me know if there’s anything I can do.”

Toge nodded, smiling at Yuuta. Yuuta gave him a shy smile, ears and neck pink, before scurrying out of the bathroom and shutting the door behind him.

Toge’s heart was pounding loudly in his ears as he cleaned himself, giddy with excitement. Yuuta and him had actually had sex. Yuuta liked him. Him! He had said that he wanted to sleep with Toge for years…

It was hard to think about all of this while they were having sex, but it hard not to now. It had all happened so quickly that Toge couldn’t really relish in the fact that Yuuta had actually kissed him, had actually had sex with him. Nowhere in his mind did Toge think that this was just sexual anymore, either. During all that they were doing, Yuuta had been so caring and attentive to everything. He had been so kind and thoughtful the past few weeks since they had reunited. It felt so wonderful to know that Yuuta had been thinking of him the same way that Toge was all these years later. 

It was truly hard to wrap his head around the fact that Yuuta liked him, though, when there were obviously a lot of other willing parties around. Much better people, people who could actually talk, were lining up around the block for him. So...why him?

He recalled what Yuuta had said at the shore the other day; “I fucked up the first time. For seven years, actually. I don’t want to fuck up this time around too.” That alone admitted that he had been watching him all throughout middle school and high school as well. How could Toge have missed that?

Toge couldn’t ever recall catching Yuuta watching him during school. Not that Toge watched a lot, per say. It was nice to glance over at Yuuta once in a while each day, but he didn’t stare in fear that he would get caught. Had Yuuta truly been looking back at him this whole time? 

He was extremely grateful that Yuuta had left when he had to disgustingly fart out whatever was left inside of him. Fuck, Yuuta had really filled him up. It was extremely messy and Toge wasn’t sure how to clean it all out, but he couldn’t find it in himself to complain. It was worth it. 

After a quick shower, with extra attention to his lower region, Toge scurried out of the bathroom. He was desperate to see Yuuta again, despite the fact that they had just been apart for about ten minutes. His lower half ached as he walked naked to his dressers, yanking out some sweatpants, cute underwear, and a light shirt. 

He paused, shirt halfway over his head, as he realized that Yuuta had stripped the bed of his now soiled bed sheet. He had switched it out, replacing it with a clean one that Toge had accidentally left out earlier as he was folding laundry. His heart ached and he quickly finished dressing, his desperation to see Yuuta mounting with each passing moment. 

As soon as he was done changing, he wandered out of his room in search of Yuuta. He found him in the kitchen, back turned as he poured hot water into a cup from the old red kettle that they had had since they moved in. Yuuta had thrown on an extra shirt, another one that he had stuffed deep in his bag if the wrinkles were any indication, but was only wearing his black boxer briefs on his lower half. 

Toge was suddenly glad that they were nowhere near the same size, because the sight in front of him was immaculate. He admired Yuuta’s strong thigh muscles and tanned skin for a moment, eyes traveling up to also drown in the sight of his broad shoulders under his insanely wrinkly shirt. 

Yuuta, having sensed his presence, glanced over his shoulder. He smiled in relief, looking a bit nervous. “I thought your house was haunted. Why are you standing there like a creep?”

‘Looking at you,’ Toge admitted, smiling across the kitchen at him. He was rewarded with a deep blush before Yuuta quickly turned his head, attempting to hide his reaction. 

Toge padded over to him, unable to believe that he could actually act on his impulses now. 

“I hope you like hot chocolate,” Yuuta muttered, his voice a bit strained with his obvious embarrassment. “I couldn’t find any milk, but I found the instant packs in the cabinet, and I know your sister -”

Toge had closed the distance between them, throwing his arms around Yuuta’s strong middle from behind. He buried his face into the wrinkly shirt, sneakily inhaling the boy's scent. He was so warm, like he always somehow managed to be, and Toge wanted to stay like this forever. 

Yuuta turned in the circle of his arms, holding the mug in one hand as his other hand reached out to place gently on the back of his head. His fingers gently ran through Toge’s locks, and he smushed his cheek into Yuuta’s broad chest. 

“I’m sorry I wasn’t...uh...all that great,” Yuuta muttered, his chest heaving under Toge’s cheek as he took a shaky breath. “I mean, for after too. I was so worried about your throat that I left you by yourself. I feel bad that you had to clean yourself, and -”

Toge pinched the skin on his back and Yuuta yelped in surprise. He pulled back enough to look up into Yuuta’s face, which was already titled down to look at him. He was oozing off guilt and worry and Toge hated it. 

“Perfect,” Toge muttered, narrowing his eyes up at Yuuta. He was enjoying his arms around him too much to sign, and spoke aloud despite the way his throat already ached pathetically. 

Yuuta flushed a striking red color, but held out the mug to Toge in response. Toge reluctantly unwrapped his arms to grab it, his fingers brushing against Yuuta’s in the process. He relished in the small contact, despite the fact that he had just had his arms wrapped around him. 

“Coming from you?” Yuuta muttered, scratching the back of his head. He looked away, pretending to be busy admiring the old kitchen cabinets. His ears were a vibrant shade of pink. “You were... so good at it. Like... way too good.”

Toge giggled as he took a sip of his hot chocolate, the cocoa powder and water a perfect mixture despite the lack of milk. He decided to make Yuuta blush again, so he teased him with his response by finger spelling “dildo”.

The reaction was better than he had expected. Yuuta had choked on the air that he had aggressively sucked in, causing him to have a coughing fit. Toge held out the hot chocolate as he giggled at him. Yuuta took it from his hands, cheeks and neck pink as he took a sip, hair covering his face. 

“You can’t just…” Yuuta gasped weakly, his voice raspy from the coughing. Toge took the opportunity to wrap his arms back around his middle, desperate for his warmth. He pressed his cheek against his strong chest and relished in the vibrations from it as he spoke; “Well, I uh...I hope my own self practice made it so that I was decent...”

Toge looked up at him, shocked. Yuuta was looking away as he took another sip, his neck and cheeks still flushed. He glanced down at Toge and laughed at how wide his eyes were. Toge relished in the rumble of his laughter, causing his whole body to feel weightless. “What? You can say it but I can’t?”

Toge unwrapped only one arm, desperate to keep close, as he fingerspelled, ‘Fingering?’

Yuuta flushed but shrugged cheekily, taking another sip of Toge’s hot chocolate. 

“Hot,” Toge whispered, eyes wide and staring up at Yuuta in amazement. Who would have known that Yuuta fingered himself? God, what an image that was. He was definitely going to think about that next time he -

“That is not hot,” Yuuta growled, suddenly bending at the knees. Toge yelped as Yuuta flipped him onto his shoulder with only one hand, the other still holding onto the hot chocolate. “And stop talking, will you? I feel bad enough already!”

Toge giggled as he got a good view of Yuuta’s butt from this new angle, reaching out in an attempt to touch it. His finger brushed the top, and Yuuta began walking as soon as he poked one cheek. They entered his room and Yuuta quickly dumped him onto his bed. Toge giggled again, reaching up for the hot chocolate. Yuuta handed it to him, smiling his sweet smile as he flopped down next to him on the bed. 

Toge balanced the hot chocolate on his knee before signing; ‘Thank you for changing the sheets.’

“Of course,” Yuuta muttered, yawning as he stretched out like a cat. Toge couldn’t help but smile at the way his nose crinkled and his long limbs flailed. “Least I could do. I also used your other bathroom, I hope you don’t mind... does your throat feel a bit better?”

Toge nodded, taking another sip of the hot chocolate. As soon as he was done he held it out to Yuuta, whose eyes had been on him the entire time. Yuuta took it gently, long fingers brushing against his before he took a small sip. Toge took a peek at his bare legs, enjoying the fact that he was still in his underwear.

‘When did you first notice me?’ Toge asked, his hands lazily in their movements as his body grew more tired. Yuuta coughed in shock, choking on a chocolatey sip. He crinkled his eyes in embarrassment, shaking his head behind the mug. 

“You first.”

Toge sighed in fake annoyance, reaching out to flick Yuuta gently in the forehead. Yuuta snatched his hand before hesitantly lacing their fingers together. The warmth of Yuuta’s hand calmed him enough for him to respond, his heart swelling in his chest. Yuuta’s dark blue eyes, despite his intense shyness, stared deeply into Toge’s as he waited for him to speak. Toge reluctantly let go of Yuuta’s hand to respond. 

‘6th grade,’ Toge signed, shrugging slightly. It was weird admitting this to Yuuta, especially since he hadn’t even admitted it to his best friend. Yuuta, who he never expected to even see again...let alone sleep with. 

Yuuta stared at him in surprise, eyes wide and filled with utter disbelief. His long lashes fluttered as he spoke, his voice quiet and strained. “Why?”

Toge looked down at the bedsheet, suddenly shy. He knew he had to answer him, especially since Yuuta had gone completely out of his comfort zone all day for him, but he was still nervous to finally admit this out loud. His hands shook as he began to slowly sign; ‘It’s stupid. I was at my locker when some dumb guy smacked a bee out of the air. You were walking by and scolded him before you scooped the bee up and put it in the flowers. You were obviously scared of it, but you didn’t want to leave it to die there.”

Toge glanced up and saw Yuuta staring up at him in bewilderment, his deep blue eyes gazing intently up at him. “I don’t remember that. You liked me...because of a bee? And since that day?” 

Toge nodded, dropping his gaze down to the bedsheet once more. He saw Yuuta’s chest rise rapidly, as if heaving in a deep breath of disbelief. Toge quickly signed ‘your turn’ before reaching for the hot chocolate. He downed the rest as Yuuta began talking, voice confident despite his obvious shyness. 

“Well, I heard about you before I saw you. I thought it was cruel what the rest of the kids were saying, you know? But then one day in 6th year I was walking with Panda and he pointed you out. We were passing the field and you were doing gym, and I saw you with your little gym shorts and oversized shirt and..” Yuuta trailed off, and Toge finally gained enough courage to glance up at him. Yuuta had one hand over his face as if he was hiding from him, but Toge could see the sappy smile underneath his fingers. “I had stopped walking and Panda knew right away. I went home that night and talked to my mom about you, and she said that it was okay to be gay. I hadn’t even thought about being gay before then, but she was so supportive from that day on. I would always try to find an excuse to pass by the field at that time, and Panda tried to convince me to talk to you for the next seven years but I just...you were just so…”

Toge felt weightless. His heart felt like an oversized balloon, ready to pop at any moment. He leaned over to place the empty mug on the floor before plopping himself down on the mattress next to Yuuta. He dropped his hand from his face as Toge settled in next to him, their faces close. 

The rain outside had weakened to a light drizzle, pattering gently on the roof above their heads. The light that drifted in through the curtains was already dark, a tell tale sign that it was much later than Toge had realized. The hazy light spilled across Yuuta’s face, basking him in beautiful light.

Yuuta reached out to trace his fingertips across Toge’s cheek, his skin leaving trails of fire where he touched him. Yuuta stared at him across the small space, dark blue eyes intense and loving. Toge’s poor heart rattled in his chest, as if aching to jump out and throw itself completely at Yuuta. As if, by some insane reason, he didn’t already completely have it. 

“And I liked you ever since,” Yuuta whispered, voice low and full of emotion as he continued to stare deeply into Toge’s eyes. The fingers that were gently stroking his cheek were shaking, but his voice was steady. “I never stopped since the first day I saw you on the field. I tried to confess at graduation, but you ran away as soon as the ceremony ended. I tried to find you on social media, too, but no one knew your usernames. When I saw you that day in the diner, it was like the universe was giving me another chance. I didn’t think I would ever see you aga—”

Toge, heart too full, couldn’t help but dip his head to close the small space between them. He kissed Yuuta square on the mouth, gentle but determined. Yuuta’s fingers slid from his cheek to the back of his neck, holding him in place. 

He didn’t realize that he had been crying until Yuuta’s mouth gently pried his shaking jaw open, kissing him more deeply but still oh so gently. He felt the tears streaking down his face, but he was powerless to stop them. If he had known of Yuuta’s feelings, things would have been so different. He would have been so much happier during his childhood years. They had unknowingly been stalking each other all throughout school, and even after graduation. How could Toge have missed that? 

Yuuta pulled away, their mouths making a small popping noise. He moved his lips to his cheeks, gently kissing at the tears that fell and his  thumb swept at the ones he couldn’t catch. His voice was soft and full of his own emotion as he spoke. “Why are you crying?”

Toge took a deep, shuddering breath. He threw his arm around Yuuta’s middle and dipped his head to nuzzle into the crook of his neck. Yuuta’s hand slid down to his lower back, where he lazily rubbed his thumb in comforting circles over the top of his shirt. The body heat from Yuuta, and being encircled by one of his large arms, filled Toge with a comfort that he had never felt before. His tears slowly stopped, a wet patch now on the front of Yuuta’s shirt. 

“Stalker,” Toge finally whispered, causing a laugh to rumble through Yuuta’s chest and against his face. They lay there for a moment, nuzzled into each other's embrace, until Yuuta let out an obnoxiously loud yawn onto the top of Toge’s head. He hadn’t even realized that he had been halfway asleep until the sudden noise started him, causing him to jump in Yuuta’s arms. 

“Sorry,” Yuuta muttered, his voice deep and raspy. The sound shot goosebumps up and down his body. “I’m so sleepy from work.”

“Stay,” Toge muttered against his chest, burying his face deeper into the soft material. Yuuta hummed, and Toge felt it rumble against his cheek and his own chest.

“Gotta text my mom,” Yuuta yawned again, his voice still deep and alluring. “And I’m halfway off the bed.”

Toge laughed quietly, slowly sliding off the bed despite the sleepiness practically intoxicating him. Yuuta slowly sat up, rubbing his eyes, and reached towards the floor to lazily unzip his bag. He took out his phone and sent a quick text as Toge snuggled into the blanket, laying on the bed properly this time. Yuuta moved from the foot of the bed to where Toge was laying, placing his phone on top of the bed frame near the window. 

“Are you sure I can sleep here?” Yuuta muttered sleepily, gesturing to the bed although he was already snuggling under the covers. Toge reached out and pulled him close, his palms pressing against the strong muscles of his forearms. Yuuta’s chest rumbled in a lazy laugh. He slid an arm under Toge’s body and another over his waist to pull him close. His cheek pressed against the top of his hair and Toge snuggled into his warm body heat, intertwining their legs. 

“This hasn’t hit me yet,” Yuuta admitted, his voice low and exhausted. “I’m too sleepy right now, but  I know it’s going to hit me the moment I wake up. Younger me wouldn’t believe me if I told him.”

Toge huffed a laugh into his chest. He felt Yuuta smile against the top of his head. 

“I’m sorry if I don’t fall asleep for a while,” Yuuta continued, yawning against the top of Toge’s head. “I have a hard time sleeping.”

Toge didn’t like that. No wonder the eye bags, no matter how attractive they are, were always so dark and heavy. Someone as amazing and lovely as Yuuta deserved a good night's sleep every night. 

Without consulting Yuuta about it first, he untangled their limbs and moved away from him. Yuuta’s eyes popped open, staring at him curiously. Before he could explain his plan, Toge decided to crawl over the sleepy Yuuta and flop onto his other side. As Yuuta began to turn to face him, Toge halted his movements by wrapping an arm around his middle and pressing his front to Yuuta’s back. 

The dark haired boy was silent for a moment. Toge snuggled into his back, letting out a yawn against his wrinkled shirt. Toge had snuggled into him at the perfect height in order to reach up with his free arm to gently stroke his face, his head a bit higher than Yuuta’s on the pillow. He felt, rather than heard Yuuta suck in a sharp breath. He continued caressing his face, running his fingers through his soft hair and across the hard panels of his face. 

“I’ve never...no one has ever…” Yuuta’s voice broke, and Toge bent down to kiss the top of his head. Yuuta stayed quiet, allowing Toge to caress him in the darkness. 

He continued stroking his face, his hair, the shell of his ear, until Yuuta’s breathing evened out a couple minutes later. Toge was surprised at how quickly he had fallen asleep, especially because he had issues sleeping. Was all that Yuuta needed? Someone to hold him?

Now that Yuuta was asleep, Toge relished the feeling of his chest pressing smartly against his strong back. It felt so good to hold onto him despite the fact that he was three times the size of Toge. It’s something that he had thought of doing for more years than he could count, when he was still under the impression that Yuuta was small and scrawny. 

Yuuta’s phone buzzed, and Toge reached for it without thinking. He checked the screen, knowing that it was most likely Yuuta’s mother responding to the text message from earlier. 

Mom:

I’m so happy for you. Your sister is here, so please don’t worry. 

Don’t miss this chance to finally tell him how you feel. 

Be confident! I know he feels the same. 

Tell him!! We are rooting for you baby!

Toge quickly dropped the phone back on the ledge of the window, his face flushing. Yuuta had admitted that he spoke about him to his mom, but Toge had assumed that had been the only time back in middle school. Apparently, it was not. Apparently, Yuuta talked about him quite frequently, enough for even his mom to know how Toge felt. It was equally embarrassing as it was sweet. It lit Toge’s soul on fire and caused his heart to turn to mush. No wonder she had said “it was nice to finally meet you”. No wonder they had looked so perplexed at the sight of him. 

Toge wasn’t great with his feelings. Not even slightly. He attempted to keep everything at bay until he couldn’t handle it anymore and deal with it then. And, in that moment, it had turned into one of those overwhelming moments. The amount of happiness that he was feeling, the amount of disbelief that this was really happening, left him overflowing with emotion. He dropped his hand back onto Yuuta’s face to gently stroke his hair, pushing it back from his sleeping face. He inhaled Yuuta’s familiar scent and basked in it, hoping it would help calm his aching heart. 

It was nice to lay with someone like this. Toge had never cuddled with anyone before, not even his own parents, and the embarace was nothing like he had expected. He wasn’t laced with nervousness like he thought he would be, but instead was washed with contentment. He felt like this was where he was meant to be and he had finally found his way back to it after many years of searching. His heart was full, but beating steadily against his ribs in a comforting pace. 

And knowing that it was Yuuta, the man he had been in love with for ten years, was more than he could ever dare wrap his head around. 

How could he have gotten so damn lucky?

Chapter Text

Toge had fallen asleep without even realizing it, hand still resting on the side of Yuuta’s face. The tips of his fingertips were buried in his soft dark hair, and the other was wrapped firmly around his slim waist. The next thing he knew, though, a shape was standing over him in the now brightly lit room, scaring him senseless. He quickly sat up, arms dropping their hold on Yuuta. He blinked up at Maki, attempting to make sense of why the fuck she was in his room right now. Was he dreaming? Or what…

No, definitely not. Her eyes were wide in shock and amazement, staring down at the still sleeping Yuuta next to him. Her hair was in its signature tight ponytail, and she had her school bag slung over her shoulder. She moved her gaze from Yuuta and back to Toge, who quickly stood up to grab hold of her arm and yank her out of the room. He chanced a glance back at Yuuta as he closed the door, who had started to stir from the commotion. He was curled up on his side, the blanket kicked off enough that Maki had to have seen that he was only wearing underwear and a shirt.

Fuck. He was never going to live this down. 

“You never miss class and you weren’t answering your phone!” Maki hissed, eyes wide in disbelief as he pulled them into his kitchen. He finally let her go and spun towards her, face flushed. “I thought you had died! But oh, no, you have a half naked man in your bed!”

Toge groaned, slapping his hand against his forehead. How had he forgotten about class? She was right, he had never missed a class before this. He was always punctual and present to avoid having any extra conversations with his professor, his attendance astounding. 

“Did you guys fuck?!” Maki demanded, her whole face lighting up in a smile. He flushed and moved his hand to his eyes, covering them to block the sight of her reaction. “Oh my god! You totally did! I can’t call you cherry boy anymore!”

She was whisper yelling, and Toge couldn’t help but smile at her words. He had woken up with a start due to the random presence of his best friend, and hadn’t had a chance to relish in last night's events. He dropped his hand just as Maki ran up to him, grabbing him by the shoulders and shaking him violently, a face splitting grin on her face. He swatted her hands away, but she only laughed as the door behind her opened. 

Yuuta froze halfway out of the doorway, eyes wide as he stared across the kitchen at them. He still appeared half asleep, eyes heavy and shoulders slumped. Despite his obvious half alertness, Maki spun, rounding on Yuuta as soon as she caught sight of him. Toge groaned, signing frantic apologies behind Maki’s back. Yuuta stared at him, looking frightened, as he stood in the doorway in just his underwear and his wrinkly shirt. His dark bags appeared much lighter today, and Toge wanted to shove Maki out of the way and cradle him in his arms. 

“Hey there! Nice to see you again, Yuuta! I am not Toge’s girlfriend, and I am so happy to see you here!”  

Yuuta flushed, rubbing the back of his neck as he glanced under his dark hair over Maki’s shoulder at Toge. Toge, mortified, continued signing his apologies. Maki had not only addressed him by his first name, but had gotten into his personal space when he was only half dressed despite the boy still being half asleep. 

“Yeah...sorry about that. Nice to see you again, Maki-san. And I’m sorry if I was supposed to stay in there, I just woke up and you weren’t there…” Yuuta muttered, shrugging in embarrassment before he started, realizing that the motion had raised his shirt to expose more of his underwear. He attempted to cover his underwear by pulling down the ends of his oversized shirt, the black fabric leaving nothing to the imagination. 

‘Why would you have to stay in the room?’ Toge signed, Maki turning to nosily watch his hand movements before rounding on Yuuta once more. 

“I mean, I don’t know if you wanted to…”

“Keep you a secret?” Maki asked, laughing loudly. Toge flushed red as Yuuta shrugged helplessly. Why would he ever think that he wanted that? The fact that he had shrugged instead of denying it made his chest ache in sadness. Before Toge could correct him, though, Maki beat him to the punch.

“Why would he be trying to hide you? He won’t shut up about you,” Maki said, turning to drop her bag onto the kitchen counter, almost as if she expected a certain reaction from Toge. Toge, doing exactly what she had expected, leapt at Maki, avoiding Yuuta’s gaze as he pulled her into a headlock to stick his finger in her ear. 

“I’m going to...I’m going to put on pants,” Yuuta said helplessly, about to turn back into the room. 

“I’m leaving, so no need!” Maki called out as she flipped Toge around, effortlessly slamming him into the kitchen counter. Toge groaned as the edge stabbed into his hip. “I just wanted to make sure this idiot hadn’t died!”

Toge huffed in frustration as Maki finally let him go. He rubbed at the sore spot on his hip as she collected her bag from the table and began walking towards the door, waving a hand over her shoulder at the two boys who still stood in the kitchen. 

“Yuuta. You’re welcome, by the way,” Maki said loudy, turning to glance over her shoulder as she opened the door and pulled out Toge’s apartment key from her pocket. She smiled mischievously at them. “When I saw Toge attempting to be sneaky and looking into the diner windows everyday, I knew I had to force him to go inside. I guess I got lucky that you two already knew each other.”

Toge’s jaw dropped in shock, his whole body going rigid. She had noticed and had planned this entire thing?! Yuuta laughed loudly in surprise next to him, and Toge’s neck and ears flushed at the noise. 

“Thank you,” Yuuta laughed, his hand jumping up to his face in an attempt to hide his wide smile. He glanced over at Toge, who swiftly looked away in order to ignore his gaze. Not only was he feeling embarrassed about being caught, but seeing the man that had been pounding into him last night was already too overwhelming to handle. 

Maki narrowed her eyes at him in response to his. “Not to mention that every single time we walked by, even before he had noticed you, I caught you staring, pretty boy.”

It was Toge’s turn to laugh out loud in surprise. Yuuta had noticed him even before he had seen the “cute boy” in the diner?! Just how long had Yuuta worked there, and how did he not notice him before?!

Yuuta turned on his heel, face burning, before waving at Maki over his shoulder. “Goodbye, Maki-san.”

As soon as he heard Maki lock his door, with the key he was going to have to confiscate after this, Toge chased after Yuuta to demand answers. As soon as he reached his room, he found the tall boy face down on his bed, obviously attempting to hide himself. The sight of Yuuta with only the wrinkled shirt and his tight black underwear on his bed caused him to pause for a moment. The back of his thighs, slightly tanned and firm, were mouthwatering. He wanted to bask in the sight and maybe run his tongue over them, but he had some teasing and questioning to do first. 

Toge pounced on top of him, straddling his large back, and started poking at his sides in an attempt to make him look at him. Yuuta groaned into the bed under him in obvious embarrassment, refusing to reveal his red face. Toge reached up to push Yuuta’s soft dark hair to the side, bending down to examine his ears. Sure enough, they were an impressive scarlet color. Yuuta, catching onto what he was doing, slapped a palm over his ear to hide it from Toge’s examination. 

Toge huffed, poking at Yuuta’s hand. Yuuta swatted his advances away before covering his ear again, his face still hidden by the sheets on the bed. Toge began poking at his hard sides, hoping that the large boy under him was somewhat ticklish. As soon as he found a good spot, wriggling his fingers around the side of Yuuta’s rib cage, Yuuta began huffing out laughter underneath him. 

“I-Inumaki-kun! Stop-!”

He continued to mercilessly tickle the boy under him, basking in his warm body heat and his hard panels. After a few moments of him writhing underneath him, Yuuta whipped him over in one swift movement. It was so sudden that Toge was shocked at how quickly he was thrown to the bed, staring up at Yuuta who was now hovering over him in plain desperation and panic. 

His face was red and flushed from laughing, his pupils wide and tears in his eyes as his dark hair hung limply in his face. Toge reached up without hesitation, continuing to poke and wriggle his fingers where he had found Yuuta to be the most ticklish. “Tell...me,” Toge demanded between tickling, the taller boy pathetically attempting to block his advances. He was laughing in a breathless huffing way that made his whole body shake, and it was the cutest thing that Toge had ever heard. 

“Stop talking!” Yuuta shrieked, his voice a low whine as he attempted to pin Toge’s arms to the bed to stop his attack. Toge, his time roughhousing with Maki coming in handy, was able to block each of his advances and continued to tickle him around flailing limbs. He would have to thank the strong girl later, and maybe recommend that she become a martial arts teacher or something.

“You...hate...my voice,” Toge choked out, his throat raw and uncomfortable even at the small amount of words he was letting out. Yuuta let out an unnaturally loud shriek when Toge poked under his armpit which caused Toge to burst out laughing, his tickling attack ceasing. He couldn't raise his arms anymore, the humor of the sound overflowing all of his senses and leaving his body weak as he burst out laughing. 

“You know that’s not it,” Yuuta hissed, using Toge's moment of weakness to finally grab his arms to completely stop the tickle attack. Toge’s eyes grew wide, his breath wheezing out of his throat, when Yuuta’s fingers wrapped tightly around his wrists and pinned them roughly over his head. “Your throat was already hurting from yesterday, so-”

Yuuta stopped short when he realized their position. He had caught sight of Toge’s flushed face, his lips parted and his eyes unfocused as they stared lustfully up at him. Toge could feel himself growing hard, the sight of Yuuta hovering over him and pressing him into the mattress too much to handle, especially after their time spent together last night. He was also reminded about last night in the way that Yuuta’s chest was heaving from the incessant laughing, and his face was flushed red and beautiful. 

His mouth opened as if to speak, but instead of uttering a single word, he quickly let go of Toge and lay face down next to him on the mattress once more. He was blushing again, but turned his head to face Toge, who turned his head to glance over at him in turn. 

Toge was still hard, but he didn’t even attempt to hide it. They had had sex last night for fuck’s sake, so he was pretty sure that a boner or two was normal after being manhandled by the man who was pounding into him. 

‘Why would I want to hide you?’ Toge signed, Yuuta’s eyes flickering into the air above them to read it properly. Their faces were so close now that Toge wanted to get lost in his sapphire eyes, but he wanted to ask the questions that had been rattling around in his brain first. 

“We didn’t talk about...if we are going to...” Yuuta groaned in embarrassment, closing his eyes for a moment as if to collect his sanity. As soon as they hesitantly opened once more, peering at him through his dark lashes, Toge signed once more. 

‘You don’t want to do that again?’

“Of course I do!” Yuuta exclaimed loudly, causing Toge to jump slightly. Yuuta cringed, gently reaching out a large arm to drape across Toge’s middle in an apology. The warmth, and being encased in his arm like this, caused his whole body to hum in happiness. Yuuta’s large hand rested on his hip, and it caused butterflies to swarm in waves inside of his chest. 

‘Then why would I hide you?’ Toge asked, narrowing his eyes at Yuuta in the small space between them. He didn’t catch the look, though, eyes on Toge’s hands. 

“You’re not great with words, Inumaki-kun,” Yuuta muttered, eyes flickering back over to his. His gaze was unwavering and confident, but the hand on his hip was shaking. Toge was so impressed and amazed at the fact that no matter how shy and nervous Yuuta was, he always tried to meet his eyes and be confident in serious situations. “I don’t know what you want from all of this.” 

Toge slowly raised his hands again, and watched with humor at how quickly Yuuta’s eyes jumped to them. Despite the fact that Toge didn’t get embarrassed easily, his hands shook and his face flamed as he signed; ‘I like you. A lot.’

Yuuta flushed an impressive shade, his face crinkling. His eyes flickered to Toge’s eyes before looking away again, obviously beyond nervous. His voice shook as he spoke despite his attempt to be brave earlier. “Well...good. Yeah. Okay. Be my boyfriend, then.”

Toge couldn’t help his laughter at the question, Yuuta’s cheeks flaming in response and his eyes roaming around to look anywhere but him. Toge rolled onto his side to look fully at the boy he loved, unable to help the stupidly wide grin he carried on his face. Yuuta finally looked at him, his whole face an impressive tomato red as his arm adjusted around Toge’s waist. 

“No,” Toge teased, his voice barely above a whisper. Yuuta caught onto his teasing easily, dark blue eyes narrowing playfully and the hand on his waist pinching him gently. Toge yelped, reaching out to flick Yuuta’s forehead before signing; ‘I guess I can be your boyfriend,’ Toge signed, grinning across the small space at Yuuta. ‘Only because you asked so nicely.’

Yuuta laughed, his whole body relaxing. He smiled his world shattering smile at Toge, his happiness radiating off of him in waves. Toge could get lost in those calming waves for the rest of his life with no complaints, and he stared at the whole universe in front of him.

‘If we are together now though, are you going to stop blushing so much?’ Toge asked, causing Yuuta to blush even more. His smile didn’t waver, though, eyes gazing longingly and lovingly into Toge’s. His boyfriends. 

“I had a crush on you for forever, Inumaki-kun,” Yuuta muttered, closing the small distance to place a soft kiss against Toge’s mouth. As he pulled back, he settled down much closer, their noses brushing and his arm tightening around his waist. “How am I not supposed to blush? To think that I’m actually here with you right now doesn’t feel real.”

‘You should put professional blusher on your resume,’ Toge teased, having to pull his hands back a bit in order for Yuuta’s eyes to register the signs. He poked Yuuta's soft red cheek before continuing; ‘No one blushes as much as you.’ As soon as he finished, Yuuta’s wide smile flipped to a small smirk. 

“Yeah?” Yuuta muttered lowly, pushing Toge onto his back. He rolled on top of him in one swift motion, causing the air in Toge’s lungs to slam painfully against his ribs. He stared up at Yuuta with wide eyes, stunned at his sudden confidence. They were back in the position that they had been earlier, and his cock twitched in interest. 

Yuuta stared down at him with a yearning look, dark hair falling into his eyes, which were now almost completely eclipsed by his pupils. His thigh slowly moved, right between Toge’s, and he felt him press up where it counted. Toge gasped, his face flushing hot as Yuuta’s leg pushed up against his erection. He couldn’t help his response from his actions, despite the fact that Yuuta was teasing him and attempting to get a rise out of him. 

“What about you, huh? You’re not able to hide behind your mask today, are you?” Yuuta murmured, his voice low as he dropped his head to press a sweet kiss against the base of Toge’s throat. He was still toying with Toge, attempting to get him to blush, but his self control was slipping down a rabbit hole with nothing to grab hold of. Toge whined low in his throat, his hips jerking upwards on their own accord. Yuuta pressed his leg harder into him, giving him the pressure he had been seeking for, and Toge’s chest heaved at the intense pleasure. He gripped at Yuuta’s waist pathetically, attempting to anchor himself by grabbing onto the soft fabric and stop his world from spinning as he shamelessly humped against his bare thigh. 

How could he not? Yuuta’s thigh was bare and strong between his, and he was pinning him against the mattress. How could he not absolutely lose every ounce of his sanity? Especially since the man on top of him was his boyfriend? 

“You act like I don't notice all your blushing,” Yuuta whispered teasingly against his neck, pressing another soft but wet kiss against the base of his throat. Toge whined again, his hips continuing to jerk wildly at how low and deep Yuuta’s voice was. His breath was hot against his neck, causing his mind to reel and his eyes to roll back. “You blush just as much as me, but I can’t hide it with a mask, can I?”

Yuuta trailed a few more kisses up his throat, and Toge was unable to help his low groan. His hips were still grinding shamelessly on Yuuta’s strong thigh, desperate for him to push it further. The sudden confidence in Yuuta, completely out of character, made him quiver in yearning. It was the sexiest thing he had ever had the pleasure of witnessing, and he knew he wouldn’t last long. He was writhing underneath Yuuta like he couldn’t even control his own body, and he had completely fallen into Yuuta’s trap. 

Slowly, Yuuta pulled his head back just enough to look down at Toge’s face. He smirked at the sight of his victory - at Toge’s flushed face. His dark hair fell into his eyes, his gaze heavy, and Toge was sure that he could have finished from that look alone just like he had done yesterday. Yuuta dipped his head lower, placing a gentle kiss at the corner of his mouth. Toge attempted to chase his lips, seeking a real kiss, but Yuuta only pulled his face away to deny his request. “See, you do blush. You sweet little thing. My sweet boyfriend. You’re being such a good boy, Toge.”

Toge groaned loudly at Yuuta’s sweet talk and the use of his name, his hips falling out of their desperate rhythm against Yuuta’s thigh. One of Yuuta’s large hands reached up to grab hold of his jaw, forcing him to look up into his face. “Here I was just trying to make you blush. But look at you, sweetheart, you’re so desperate to cum.”

Toge whined, his lips parted as he panted. He could feel his drool pooling at the corner of his mouth, his mind reeling. His hips continued their thrusts, Yuuta’s leg pressing up into him deliciously. 

“You could cum just from my thigh, couldn’t you? I know you can,” Yuuta muttered, his lips dangerously close to Toge’s. He attempted to kiss Yuuta again, lips hungry, but was denied once more by the tightening of Yuuta’s hand against his jaw. He whimpered in yearning, hands grappling desperately at Yuuta’s waist. “Be a good boy and cum for me, Toge, and you’ll get your kiss.”

Toge nodded weakly against Yuuta’s hand, attempting to keep his eyes from rolling to the back of his head. His head, lolling uncontrollably, fell sideways. As Yuuta straightened his head by his jaw, forcing himself to look him in the eyes, Yuuta’s pointer finger and middle finger caught against his open mouth. Yuuta was about to move his hand to hold Toge’s jaw steady one again, but Toge beat him to it. He moved his mouth to slide his fingers into his mouth, greedily sucking on them as his hips continued to grind onto Yuuta’s strong thigh. 

Yuuta gasped, eyes widening as he stared at his fingers disappearing into Toge’s mouth. His thick fingers drove Toge wild as he messily sucked, his tongue running up and down his long digits. His eyes, unfocused and hazy, attempted to focus on Yuuta’s face as he was overwhelmed with the multiple sensations. Yuuta’s whole face was contorted with pleasure, brows furrowed as he stared down at Toge’s mouth. He was panting with his lips red and parted, his smirking face completely gone now, and Toge desperately wanted to kiss him. At the sight, the pressure in his abdomen built to an unbelievable amount, and he knew he was already embarrassingly close. 

Thumb still free of his hungry mouth, Yuuta pressed his thumb onto Toge’s chin and hooked the fingers inside of his mouth behind his bottom teeth, grabbing hold. He yanked Toge’s jaw upwards, forcing him to look at him once more. His eyes looked just as wild as they did hazy, his face flushed and full of desperation. At the sight of Yuuta’s face, Toge finally let go. 

Toge’s hips jerked wildly, his orgasm hitting him so hard that he saw stars. Yuuta yanked his fingers out of his mouth to crash their lips together as he finished, swallowing Toge’s pathetic whimpers. Yuuta groaned a guttural noise deep into Toge’s throat in response, his whole body tensing over his. Toge’s back arched off of the bed, but his movements were restricted by Yuuta’s strong chest pressing smartly against his. 

It took a while for Toge to come down from his high, his chest heaving and his breathing uneven. Yuuta had slowly sat up, and Toge could feel how soaked the inside of his sweatpants were. God, when was the last time he had finished in his pants? Probably never, if he was honest. He had never done anything like that before. 

Yuuta took a deep breath, attempting to regain his sanity, and Toge slowly reached out towards his hips in a weak attempt to return the favor. His vision was still a bit hazy, his lashes heavy and wet, so he missed the look that Yuuta shot him. “I-Inumaki-kun, you don’t have to-”

Toge’s fingers, hooking around the waistband of Yuuta’s boxer briefs, met a wet substance. Yuuta pulled away, slowly sitting on the bed next to him, and Toge weakly sat up. Had his cum leaked all the way through the material of his underwear and his sweatpants? No, there was no way...

Toge wiped his fingers on his already soiled sweats, and glanced over at a blushing Yuuta. He was sitting on the bed a few feet away, his hand over his face in embarrassment. In the haze of his post orgasm, it took Toge a moment to realize what had happened. 

Toge couldn’t help but stare at him across the bed in utter disbelief. Yuuta had finished untouched at the same time that Toge had finished in his pants. What the hell kind of magic was in the air? They were acting like hormonal teenagers who just learned how to orgasm the other day.

“I was a virgin until yesterday, okay? Don’t judge me,” Yuuta grumbled, his face still pressed into his palm in embarrassment. His ears were the only thing visible, and they were a cute shade of red. He peeked through his fingers at Toge, as if gauging his reaction. He had been so confident before, and the sudden twist in his personality left Toge baffled. How did he switch on and off like that?!

‘I don’t mind,’ Toge signed, smiling dumbly across the bed at Yuuta. The dark haired boy turned his head to look up at him, attempting to hold in his smile. ‘No matter what, I’m not letting you go this time around.’

Yuuta groaned at the sappy response, face flaming, and reached behind him to grab Toge’s pillow. He swung it weakly at Toge, who easily deflected it. He leapt at Yuuta with all the strength he had left, crashing into him and throwing his arms around the taller boy. He kissed him full on the mouth, and felt Yuuta smile under his lips as he reached up to cup Toge’s face.

To clean up their new mess, they each took a much needed shower. Yuuta didn’t even bring up a joint shower, face flaming as he scurried into the restroom, but Toge was thankful. No matter what they had done so far, he was still fairly new to all of this and was still easily embarrassed. Not to mention the fact that he had to pull off his soiled underwear and pants, which stuck to him disgustingly. Yuuta had been insisting that he go first, but he only had on his tight briefs so the mess he had made was much more intense and seeping disgustingly through the thin fabric. Toge wanted to take extra time in the shower, anyway, to make sure he cleaned himself spotlessly...just in case they ended up doing anything else that day. 

Which, God he desperately hoped they would. Yuuta was acting even more nervous and shy than normal, though, as if the activities that they had been doing together was unbelievable and confused him to no end.

The switch that Yuuta had, how he turned himself into a whole new person during intimate moments, was insane to witness. He was so overwhelmed by pleasure, Toge was causing him to be so overwhelmed with pleasure, that he all but forgot to be shy. He was such a shy and blushing mess before sex, confident during, and then couldn’t look Toge in the eye after. It drove Toge absolutely insane. How could he ever get used to that black and white transformation?

Toge could kind of understand it, though. He had been nervous to show his body, to push it further, but as soon as Yuuta began showing sexual interest back, all his nervousness flew out the window. His unease was replaced with a burning passion that he didn’t feel like he could control even if he tried. He wanted Yuuta again already, despite just finishing, and he was desperate for his touch.

As soon as he got out of the bathroom, beyond squeaky clean, he heard Yuuta speaking in a hushed tone. He was standing just outside of his bedroom door, so Toge tiptoed to the halfway closed door and leaned his head in close to listen. “No, I’m not going to bring him by yet. Do you know how much that would freak him out if I asked? Yes, mom. We are. Yes. I asked this morning. I’m still not going to ask him to go over, though. No way. You’ll see him eventually, okay? But I’m not going to-”

Toge pushed the door open, slamming it against Yuuta in the process. Yuuta yelped, jumping away from the door as Toge popped his head out. He stared daggers at Yuuta, who looked guilty with flushed cheeks. His hair fell into his face endearingly, and his face contorted in embarrassment as he stared down at Toge. His mom’s voice squawked on the other side of the phone, which was still pressed against his ear.

“We’re going,” Toge rasped out, still sending daggers his way. No matter how nerve wracking meeting Yuuta’s family after finally being official would be, if his mom wanted to see him again, who was he to deny her? Yuuta flushed impossibly brighter, and he turned his face away to hide his embarrassment. 

“...that him that I heard? Great! See you guys soon!” 

The line went quiet, and Yuuta refused to look back over at him. Toge snickered before ducking back into his room, attempting to hide his nervousness as he began rummaging around his drawer for cuter clothes. His own face was an impressive shade of scarlet, and his hands shook as he pulled out a neatly folded long sleeve.

“We really don’t have to…” Yuuta muttered, hesitating in the doorway. Toge didn’t even spare him a glance, halfway to be teasing and halfway because he was so nervous. “Are you sure? I don’t want to pressure you.”

Toge finally rounded on him, tossing his long sleeve over his shoulder to glare at him as he signed; ‘Do you not want me there or something?’

Yuuta flailed his arms in the air, looking panicked. His face was still red, and he was hunched over in the doorway, as if he felt suddenly out of place in his room. His sapphire eyes were flashing in panic, despite still hiding behind dark locks. “No! No, of course I want you to go! I just felt like maybe you would think it’s too fast, and -”

‘Your family is nice and they tease you so it will be fun,’ Toge signed, turning away so that he could quickly slip off his comfortable shirt. In the corner of his eye, he saw Yuuta gape as his naked torso before quickly spinning away to give him some privacy. Toge’s neck flushed hot. Cute.

“I-I was worried you were going to catch on that day,” Yuuta stammered, his voice a shaking mess. Toge was too nervous to fully face him as he yanked his new shirt over his head. “That was when I thought you were with Maki, and they were being so obvious and I was so embarrassed. I really thought you found out.”

Toge couldn’t help but smile at the memory as he straightened his shirt. It was a nice day, a very nice day, but he had been too dense to catch on completely. He had hoped, of course, but hadn’t wanted to assume something just to be let down. He turned to Yuuta, who was still facing away from him. God, this boy was going to be the death of him. Even after everything they had done, he was too nervous and too respectful to stare while Toge was changing. 

Toge studied his back for a moment, the wrinkly t-shirt from yesterday stretching out across his broad back. He had on the jeans that he had worn for work, and despite Toge throwing them in the drier, they looked very uncomfortable. 

“I didn’t,” Toge muttered, barely loud enough for Yuuta to hear. His dark haired boyfriend slowly turned, eyes halfway squinted as if he was ready to close them in a moment's notice if Toge was still undressed. When he fully turned and saw that he was done changing, Yuuta’s eyes opened to their normal size and he stared down at him with a smile despite his red cheeks. 

“Good. So, can we go now? No rush, but your underwear is getting tighter by the second,” Yuuta grimaced, shifting uncomfortably from foot to foot. Toge couldn’t help but snicker, almost forgetting that he had lent him a pair for after his shower, and he reached out to shove at his chest playfully. 

The metro ride to Yuuta’s house was nerve wracking. Yuuta stuck strictly to sign language, which Toge was grateful for, but he couldn’t help the overwhelming panic that threatened to drag him down in waves. He had only seen Yuuta’s family from the car, and hadn’t even had a full conversation with them. What if they didn’t like him? What if they told Yuuta that he should find someone better? What if -

As if reading his thoughts, Yuuta broke through his reverie. “They’ll love you, stop worrying.”

Toge glanced up at Yuuta, who was suddenly standing. He was staring down at Toge with such kindness, such fondness, that it caused his heart to swell three times its original size. Yuuta’s hand was extended downwards, offering to help him to his feet. So caught up in his racing thoughts, the metro had come to a halt without Toge even realising. 

He reached out hesitantly to take Yuuta’s extended hand, grateful for the reassuring contact. Toge was pleasantly surprised when Yuuta didn’t let go of his hand, gently leading him out of the open doors of the metro and onto the unfamiliar platform. Despite being brave with the hand holding, Yuuta didn’t dare look down at Toge, and he could catch sight of a pink ear under his dark locks. The attempt to be brave was very much appreciated, and it made Toge's heart soar. 

“We don’t have to go, you know,” Yuuta muttered, eyes still fixated forward as they stepped onto the public sidewalk. In response, Toge halfheartedly attempted to trip Yuuta with an outstretched foot, and stumbled and almost fell forward. As soon as he corrected himself, Yuuta teasingly pretended to trip him back. He still didn’t lock eyes with Toge, though, and he could feel his nervousness oozing off of him in waves. “Also, uh...we don’t have to be public with our...I mean, I know Japan is kind of weird about…”

Toge halted, forcing Yuuta to stop in his tracks. Yuuta slowly turned, finally looking down into Toge’s face. Despite the blush that seemed to be part of his normal skin pigment now, Toge could see the worry and hesitation in his face. 

Yes, Japan wasn’t known for being open minded when it came to gay relationships. His parents had even been weird about it when he accidentally came out to them. They were better now, though, despite always asking if he had a girlfriend or if he was over his “phase”. But looking at Yuuta, the cloud covered, post storm sun shining down on him, he couldn’t find it in himself to care.

He reached out with his free hand to grab onto Yuuta’s wrinkly collar, his hands shaking in intense yearning. He yanked him down, watching in amusement as Yuuta’s sapphire eyes widened comically. Toge kissed his mouth quickly, one smooth press of the lips as he stood on his tip toes, before continuing to walk and drag Yuuta along despite not knowing which direction that they were heading in.

He could hear Yuuta sputtering as he led him, and he was thankful for the mask he wore that covered half of his blush. If Toge turned to look at Yuuta, he would have seen the stupidly wide smile that he had on as he watched the back of him, eyes full of disbelief and love. 

After walking in pleasant silence for a few minutes, kicking rocks back and forth as they walked down the rain dampened street, Yuuta was stopping in front of a small apartment complex. He fumbled for his keys with one hand, the other still gripping tightly onto Toge’s. Both of their hands were shaking, equally as nervous at what was to come, and Toge gripped on for dear life as Yuuta shoved his key into the door lock. 

As soon as Yuuta pushed the door open, Toge expected him to drop his hand. He didn’t. That sole fact washed a wave of relief and confidence over him, and his shakiness began to slowly ease. Yuuta was proud of being with him. He wanted to introduce him to his family. He wanted -

“What the hell is wrong with your shirt?”

Both boys jumped in surprise, not expecting to have someone yell the moment they walked through the door. To the right was a small kitchen, a small American island and stools lining the counter. His sister, Aiko, sat there. She was wearing comfortable clothes, with her long black hair tucked into a tight ponytail and glasses perched low on her nose. She resembled Maki so much in that moment that Toge had to blink a few times in an attempt to clear his mind. 

Toge looked down at his shirt for a moment, wondering if she was talking to him, but her sapphire eyes were locked on her brother, who was now hiding behind Toge despite being much taller. The door closed with a click behind him, and their hands finally lost contact. 

“Watch your language,” A voice from their left sounded. Toge hadn’t even noticed that Yuuta’s mom was sitting on one of the small couches in the living room, and she stood up as her own blue eyes washed over the two of them. Despite giving Toge a kind smile, she looked at her son in disappointment. “Did you really wear your shirt out like that, Yuuta? It’s so wrinkly.”

Yuuta sputtered, obviously at a loss for words. Toge snickered, but slowly slid off his mask and pocketed it. It was rude to wear it in the house, especially in his boyfriend's house. He also slipped off his shoes as Yuuta finally spoke, placing them on the correct mat near the door. “I didn’t expect to be bullied the moment we walked in.”

Aiko rolled her eyes, hopping off the stool and rounding up to Toge. Toge’s eyes widened, surprised at her forwardness. She was almost his height, probably about only an inch off, despite being sixteen. He would have been embarrassed if he wasn’t so shocked at the close proximity. This close, he realized with a start that she actually looked nothing like Maki. She resembled her brother so much that they could be twins if she was a bit older. 

“Your face is cute without a mask,” She complimented, her voice final as if she was speaking a fact. “My brother doesn’t deserve you.” Toge flushed red, and Yuuta reached out over Toge’s shoulder to gently push her back. 

“Be nice, Aiko-chan,” Yuuta hissed, his voice thick with embarrassment. Toge glanced up at Yuuta, who had brought his free hand up to his face to partially hide it from view. Even his hands had flushed red at the statement, and he wanted to wrap his arms around Yuuta to assure him that she was only teasing, and he knew that it wasn't true. If anything, it was exactly the opposite. 

“I was being nice to him,” Aiko huffed, walking around the two to join her mom near the couches. Seeing them stand next to each other was a mind fuck. Their mother looked so young, despite having a tired and slightly sickly look to her, and they could all be triplets. “I was being mean to you, because he is way too cute for you and you’re a pain in the ass.”

“That’s enough,” Their mom muttered, although her face was filled with amusement. “Hello, Inumaki-kun. It’s so nice to see you again.”

Toge bowed as low as he could, staying bent over for a moment longer than he normally would. As soon as he straightened out, he slowly signed; ‘Feel free to call me Toge’. 

It was comical how both his mother and sister both squinted in unison to watch his hand movements. They both took a moment to figure out what he said, but then in unison once more, they both smiled. His mother spoke first. “Well, Toge, it’s so nice to see you again. Thank you for letting my son stay last night during the storm.”

Toge flushed, bowing again to hide his embarrassment. It was more for selfish reasons than anything, but he was not going to tell Yuuta’s mother what they had been up to. 

“Can I call you Toge too?!” Aiko demanded, clapping her hands together in excitement. Toge nodded, smiling at his sister as he straightened his back.

Yuuta, who had been quiet this whole time, finally spoke up behind Toge; “No, you cannot call him that. I’m going to go change my clothes since you both are bullies.”

“Bring Toge with you,” His mother said, waving a hand in the direction of the boys as she took a seat back on the couch. She looked a bit pale, as if standing that long had drained her of energy, and Yuuta took a quick step towards her, looking worried. She waved her hand again, smiling up at him in reassurance. “I’m fine. Spend some time together and your sister and I will make lunch.”

Yuuta reached down to wrap one arm around his mother, giving her a quick hug, before turning to look shyly at Toge. “Uh, I’ll show you my room, I guess. I need to change.”

Toge bowed once more before scurrying after Yuuta, who had begun to quickly scramble to his room. He could tell that his boyfriend had been feeling overwhelmed, and was immensely grateful for this small time away from his family. They approached a lone door at the back of the small apartment, before Yuuta pushed it open and turned so that he could hold it open for Toge. He flushed, ducking into the small room and admiring it before Yuuta shut the door with a click.

His room was exactly as Toge had pictured it. It was mostly bare, tan walls and an American bed pushed against the far wall. He had a small desk on the opposite end, with few family pictures tacked onto the wall behind it. He had a dresser and two doors on opposite ends of his room, one for a bathroom and one for what Toge assumed was a closet. 

“I’m sorry for them,” Yuuta muttered, standing with his back against the now closed door. He looked stressed out. “I didn’t know that they would be so…”

Toge giggled, shrugging as he did a small spin in order to peer around the room. As Toge completed his full circle, turning to look at Yuuta, he was surprised to see that Yuuta stood there, eyes locked on Toge as if he had never seen him before. His expression was one of disbelief and amazement. 

‘What?’ Toge signed, unable to help himself. His hands shook, nervousness setting in. Did he not want him to be here? He said he had, so why was he -

“I can’t believe...you’re actually in my room,” Yuuta muttered, staring across the room at him with the same bewildered expression. Toge’s heart soared, beating like a caged bird in his chest. “Do you know how many times I’ve thought about this?”

Despite a flush rising in his cheeks, he teasingly wiggled his eyebrows suggestively at Yuuta. He sputtered in response, eyes wide and panicked. “Not -!…I didn’t mean sexually… Oh my God, Inumaki-kun, not…”

‘Oh, so you never thought of me sexually?’ Toge asked, pretending to look offended and sad. Yuuta choked on the air that he sucked in, violently coughing as he looked away from Toge’s waiting and teasing gaze.  

“I didn’t say...I….” Yuuta cut himself off, eyes still avoiding Toge as he walked over to rummage through his drawers. He muttered under his breath as Toge watched him, amusement clear as day on his face. “I didn’t say that.”

Toge giggled, face flushing in response. He was glad to know that Yuuta used to think of him that way, too, because he had been his wet dream for many years. Yuuta grabbed a pair of shorts and a pair of black underwear before switching to yank open one of the doors. Sure enough, a small closet held a bunch of shirts that were hung up by hangers with shoes strewn messily on the floor. 

Toge slowly walked over to the desk to look at the photos on the wall, eager to be nosy. He noticed that there was no father figure present, just the three of them, but he didn’t comment on it. After he heard the closet door snap shut, he felt rather than heard Yuuta walk up behind him. He focused on one of the baby pictures, which pictured Yuuta at about five years old. He was looking up at the camera proudly as he stood next to his sister's crib. Toge smiled, the sight of baby Yuuta making his mind go fuzzy with how overwhelmingly cute he was.

He looked almost the exact same as he did back in middle school. He had chubby cheeks and large ears that he hadn’t grown into yet that stood proudly on his head. His smile was the exact same, overpowering and bright on his round face. He looked so small and cute and Toge wanted to rip off the picture and keep it in his pocket forever.

“I look so goofy,” Yuuta muttered behind him, and his breath hit the back of Toge’s neck. He shivered, his hairs standing on end at the feeling that washed over him. Fuck, was he really turned on again? How did this boy make him feel like a middle schooler?! “Stop looking.”

Toge shook his head playfully, tilting his head to admire the picture more intently. Yuuta reached a large arm around him, pressing his palm flatly against the photo to cover himself. His front pressed against Toge’s back, and Toge attempted to ignore it the best he could despite the fact that his heartbeat became deafeningly loud in his ears. He reached out, bending over the desk in an attempt to rip Yuuta's long fingers off of the photo. He was desperate to see the picture underneath, but he was mostly wanting to tease his boyfriend and force him to uncover the picture.

What he didn’t expect, though, was that when he bent over the desk to grab his hand, his hips bent backwards and his butt pressed into Yuuta’s front. The boy behind him sucked in a quick breath, his body stiffening in response to his touch. Toge watched as the hand on the photo crumpled into a fist, and the sight alone drove him wild. Yuuta’s intoxicating scent filled his lungs and sat heavily on his tongue, the warmth of his body causing his knees to shake. The air shifted quickly, and Toge could practically hear Yuuta’s thoughts swarming in his mind behind him.

“Wait…” Yuuta muttered, his voice breathless and low. The sound caused a shiver to run down Toge’s spine, and he grew embarrassingly hard against the desk in a matter of moments. Yuuta’s free hand, the one that wasn’t on the wall, slowly reached around Toge’s front to place flat against his chest. He pulled at him softly, but gently, upwards to stand straight. Toge wasn’t pressing his backside into Yuuta anymore, but he could still feel the other boy flush against him. “Your...my underwear is already too tight. Let me go change…”

Yuuta’s voice, deep and husky, sounded much different than it had a moment before. The arousal was obvious in his voice, and Toge could feel Yuuta’s own cock start to harden against his backside. It caused every logical thought to go flying out of his mind, and his mouth ran dry in yearning. His heart was wracking against Yuuta’s palm, which was still pressed flat against his chest, and he knew that Yuuta could sense how aroused he was in return. 

Despite saying that he wanted to change, Yuuta didn’t move from their position. Toge eyed the hand on the wall, which was now shaking against the picture. If he concentrated hard enough, he could also feel Yuuta’s own heartbeat beating mercilessly between his shoulder blades. 

Knowing that he was causing Yuuta to lose his mind, his hardness evident against Toge’s backside, he suddenly filled with a wave of confidence. Yuuta wanted him. He had just admitted that he used to think of Toge sexually before they met. Yuuta was also his boyfriend now, and that meant that they could be together sexually without him wondering if he wanted him in that way or not. Yuuta had made it clear that he was sexually attracted to Toge, and he wasn’t about to let this opportunity go to waste. The arousal of the situation, with Yuuta hard against him, had completely vanished every ounce of his nervousness. His skin was vibrating with electricity, desperate to be touched.

Toge reached up with a shaky hand to grab hold of the large hand on his chest. Yuuta inhaled deeply, chest pressing sharply against his back, as Toge pulled his hand down to his waistband. He placed Yuuta’s warm hand over his hardness, forcing him to cup him over his jeans. They sucked in a quick breath in unison, and Toge could feel Yuuta’s heart hammering between his shoulder blades.

Yuuta let out a deep breath, warm air fanning across Toge’s neck, and he dropped his head to nuzzle into the crook of Toge’s neck. Toge tilted his head, giving him more access to his neck, and attempted to calm the shaking of his knees. And, with a large hand and skilled fingers, Yuuta popped open the button of Toge’s jeans. He carefully pulled down the zipper and pulled the folds of Toge’s pants away from his aching erection. 

Toge couldn’t help the small whine he let out at the feeling of being freed from the painful confines of his tight jeans. At the noise, Yuuta pressed an open mouthed kiss against his neck. Toge could feel his large hand shaking as he hooked a thumb around Toge’s waistband, slowly yanking down the fabric of his underwear. Toge sucked in a deep breath as his cock sprung free, aching and hard in the cool air of Yuuta’s room. The kisses on his neck were growing a bit uncoordinated, wet and sloppy against his skin, but Toge couldn’t blame him. His hands were shaking so badly that he had to grip the desk in front of him, desperate for an anchor to keep him steady. 

Despite being so brave in the moments prior, Yuuta hesitated on grabbing him. Not liking the hesitation, Toge began squirming his hips desperately, attempting to communicate without words how badly he wanted him to touch him. He felt Yuuta’s own cock jump in interest against his backside, and Yuuta’s fingertips finally found purchase of his bare skin. Toge gasped as Yuuta began slowly stroking him, his mouth leaving hot kisses against the base of his throat at the same time. His hand was dry as he stroked him, but Toge couldn’t find it in himself to care. His skin was burning from the inside out, and before long, he was grinding his ass back against Yuuta’s erection as he continued to stroke him. 

“Shh,” Yuuta gasped against his neck, his hand springing off of the wall to reach up and cover Toge’s open mouth. Toge melted into the touch, his body going boneless against Yuuta’s front. The large hand over his mouth, grabbing roughly but gently at the same time, caused his knuckles to go white from the strain of gripping onto the desk. “They’ll hear you, Toge. Stay quiet or I’ll stop.”

Toge hadn’t even known that he was making noise until Yuuta had brought it up. He had been so overwhelmed with pleasure and the heat of his body that he hadn’t even noticed. At the sound of Yuuta saying his first name, though, he couldn’t help the low groan that ricocheted against his chest. 

The sounds of Yuuta’s mom and sister were easy to hear from his room, and he knew that he had to stay quiet. The knowledge left him even more unraveled, and the heat and pressure were building at an alarming pace. He quickly reached down to grab Yuuta’s hand, stopping his motions. He was desperate to not finish so early, and the pressure in his abdomen was about to snap and release at any moment. Yuuta slowly dropped both hands, unsure what Toge was about to ask for. He made it clear as day, though, when he began rocking his hips back against Yuuta’s front once more. 

Yuuta sucked in a deep breath, slowly pulling his face out of Toge’s neck. He spoke against the top of Toge’s head, voice shaky and unsteady as he whispered; “Are you sure?”

Toge nodded quickly; desperately. Yuuta quickly backed away, and Toge missed his presence immediately. He whined in desperation, about to turn to look for him, but Yuuta had quickly returned. He shakily placed a small bottle of lube on the desk next to Toge’s hand before reaching out to hook his fingers around Toge’s waistband. Since his pants were already unbuttoned, Yuuta was able to pull both his jeans and his underwear down in one swift motion. He didn’t even bother to take them off all the way, just letting them drop around Toge’s knees as he muttered; “We have to be quick, okay? You can cum fast for me, right sweetheart?”

Toge looked over his shoulder to nod quickly, eyes wide with desperation and arousal. He caught sight of Yuuta’s face, pupils blown as he stared down at him, and Toge couldn’t help the way his face contorted in desperation. He wanted to be touched so badly that he couldn’t stand it; he couldn’t wait another moment. He had waited too many years - he wanted him. Now. Tears welled in his eyes, the overwhelming desire to be pleased becoming too much to handle. 

The sight of Yuuta’s eyes flashing caused his heart to drop into his stomach. The hard panels of Yuuta’s jaw clenched, and one large hand reached out to Toge’s lower back. In one swift motion, he pressed forward and slammed Toge against his desktop. Toge gasped at the sudden shift of his position, his chest slamming into the desk with a hollow thud. His head hit into the soft wood, face pressing sharply into the material under him. One of his eyes was still locked on Yuuta’s face, and he could see how quickly Yuuta regretted his action. His face dropped, and he took a step back away from Toge in horror.

Toge had frozen in shock, face pressed against the desk, when Yuuta started profusely apologizing over him. He sounded on the verge of tears, his whole demeanor switching like the flip of a switch. “I’m so sorry, I’m so so sorry, I didn’t mean to be so rough-”

He whined so loudly that he cut Yuuta off mid sentence, the man handling a wet dream come true. He had had this exact same dream before, actually, and he absolutely loved how rough Yuuta was being. He pushed up on his tiptoes, pushing his ass into the air to give better access for his boyfriend.

Toge watched his expression shift once more, the realization that Toge had enjoyed the manhandling quickly settling in. His jaw clenched again as he swore under his breath before taking a step forward, snatching the now overturned bottle of lube from the desk. Toge heard the sound of the bottle snapping open before slick and warm fingers were spreading him apart. He closed his eyes, sucking his lips into his mouth in an attempt to silence his noises. No longer hesitating, Yuuta plunged a thick finger inside of him. 

He was slightly sore from yesterday night, but the soreness was a welcome feeling. It felt even better as Yuuta stretched him, as if he was scratching an itch that he couldn’t reach himself. Toge was going brainless, his senses on overdrive and his legs shaking as he attempted to keep himself upright. As soon as Yuuta was two fingers in, scissoring him apart, he brushed against his prostate.

Toge gasped, eyes popping open as he turned his attention to Yuuta’s face. His brows had been furrowed in concentration, lips parted and flushed as he watched his fingers disappear inside of Toge. When Toge had opened his eyes, though, Yuuta's pupil eclipsed eyes flickered over to his face, and he saw the desperation on his face.

“No,” Toge gasped, eyes watering from the stimulation. “I’ll cum, I’ll cum, I’ll…”

Yuuta’s whole face contorted in shock and desperation at the sound of Toge’s voice. He looked as if he could finish completely untouched again; as if he was already teetering off of the edge and Toge’s words gave him that final push. With shaking hands, he slid his fingers out of Toge to quickly unbutton his own jeans and yanked them down, his huge cock springing free and smacking against Toge’s bare ass. He looked down at Toge again, his face filled with lust and anticipation, and Toge nodded weakly against the tabletop. 

Yuuta quickly grabbed at the lube again, messily spilling some onto his palm before stroking himself a few times. The sight made Toge’s whole brain fry, and he couldn’t help the whimper that he let out. In response to the noise, Yuuta pressed a large hand on Toge’s lower back, keeping his steady, as he guided himself to Toge’s entrance. Toge pushed up even more on his tiptoes, pushing himself back against Yuuta in impatience. With a final movement, Yuuta easily popped past the already loosened ring of muscle. 

They both let out a broken noise at the same time, Yuuta’s cock splitting him in half as he slowly sank inside. It was easier this time, since they had added more lube, and the soreness from yesterday added that extra stimulation. Despite the extra lube, though, Yuuta was still easily the largest thing to penetrate him by far. Toge had started to get noisy again, unable to help himself, and Yuuta quickly reached out to cover his mouth once more with his clean hand. 

Toge’s eyes rolled to the back of his head, the feeling of Yuuta gripping his face too overwhelming and too good to handle. He went boneless against the desktop, the only feeling he could register was the feeling of being slowly fucked into the desktop, Yuuta sliding in and out of him painfully slow. The hand on his lower back pushed the fabric of his shirt up, near his shoulder blades, and Toge could feel his large hand shaking as it left a wake of fire on his skin.

“I’m not going to last,” Yuuta gasped, voice broken and thick with arousal. The husky noise almost pushed Toge completely over the edge. He didn’t dare open his eyes to look at Yuuta, knowing that would have been the final straw. “You feel too good, you’re so tight, sweetheart, I’m not gonna…”

“Cum...” Toge gasped under his palm, eyes still squeezed shut for his own sanity. His voice ripped painfully into his vocal cords, but he didn’t have the sanity left to care. “Inside...me.”

Yuuta let out a broken sob, his movements speeding up as Toge bounced bonelessly against the desktop from his thrusts. “I can’t, I can’t, we have to…”

His thrusts became uncoordinated and desperate, as if the lone statement had done him in. He was so big, so fucking big, and Toge could feel him so deep inside of him. Yuuta perfectly hit everything that Toge had been craving for years - that he could never hit himself. He was fucking him so perfectly, so filthily, that Toge could feel the finish line approaching quickly. He reached down, tilting his hips up from the desktop in order to wrap a hand desperately around himself, and Yuuta groaned brokenly at the sight. It only took a few more thrusts for Toge to empty into his hand, and he cried out against Yuuta’s palm, stars dancing behind his closed eyes.

He could hear Yuuta gasping around the buzzing in his ears, and it was obvious that he was holding back his own orgasm to allow Toge to ride out his own. He could feel himself clenching down on Yuuta as he continued to fuck him, his thrusts uncoordinated and hips shaking in a yearning to finish. “Yes, Toge, that’s it…”

The moment that Toge was completely finished, weakly slouching against the desktop, Yuuta quickly slid out of him and finished, ropes of cum painting his back. Yuuta had held on just until Toge had finished, not a split second more, and the noise that he let out was like a stifled sob. Toge looked back in time to notice that Yuuta was covering his own mouth, eyes trained down on Toge’s back. 

The hand over Toge’s mouth had tightened almost painfully as he orgasmed, fingers digging into his jaw, but Toge enjoyed the slight twinge of pain that it left on the bare skin of his face. He enjoyed knowing that Yuuta could hardly control himself when it came to him, and it made his whole body hum in happiness and another wave of arousal. The sight of Yuuta’s face, brows furrowed and face contorted under the hand covering his mouth, was almost enough to get him off again.

Yuuta’s eyes flickered to his face as his orgasm ended, his hand dropping from his mouth. They stood there for a moment, panting in the otherwise quiet room, and Yuuta’s pink lips parted as he stared down at him. Toge weakly shrugged off his shirt, the fabric already huddled around his shoulder blades. He handed it to Yuuta with a shaking hand, unable to straighten his body to clean himself. 

His boyfriend flushed, the switch flipping inside of him once more. He stammered out a quick and shaky thanks, gently grabbing Toge’s shirt from his outstretched hand before he began wiping off Toge’s back, his dirty hand, and the lube leaking from his hole. He watched, only one eye weakly open, as Yuuta cleaned him spotless before pulling Toge's pants and underwear back up. They had still been huddled near Toge’s knees, and he quickly buttoned the button on his jeans before attending to himself. His whole face was red, and he refused to meet Toge’s amused gaze. 

Desperate to be a drama queen, Toge slowly slid off the desk, falling ungracefully into a heap onto the floor. Yuuta gasped at the sudden movement, reaching down to grab Toge before he got to lay down on the soft carpet. “To -- I-Inumaki-kun, don’t -”

Toge glanced up, their faces suddenly very close, and Yuuta quickly broke their gaze as he flushed even more red. He pulled his boyfriend up off of the floor, gently pulling him onto his bed, and flopped him unceremoniously onto the soft mattress. He quickly buttoned his own jeans, still not daring to meet Toge’s eyes, before he wiped the sweat off of his forehead with the back of his palm. Toge saw the glint of lube on his fingers as he did so, and his abdomen tightened with a lurch.

“I have baby wipes if you...I mean, my mom would get suspicious if you showered…” Yuuta trailed off, eyes on the floor and hands shaking at his sides as he stood helplessly in the middle of his room. Toge reached out to grab hold of his arm, yanking him close, and Yuuta finally looked down at him. His eyes were hesitant, shy, and Toge reached his arms up like a child, demanding to be carried. Yuuta flushed once more, but humor flashed across his face. “Okay, you big baby.”

Yuuta bent over to scoop him up into his arms, careful not to touch Toge with his lube coated fingers, but Toge surprised him with a chaste kiss to his lips before he could wrap his arms around him. Yuuta flushed even darker, face close, but decided to lean in to give him a kiss in return. Toge couldn’t help but smile against his lips, grabbing onto the hard panels of his face to hold him still. Yuuta wrapped his arms around Toge’s waist, yanking him up towards his body, but didn’t dare break their kiss. Toge wrapped his legs around Yuuta’s slim waist, holding on for dear life as Yuuta walked to the bathroom, his familiar scent and a slight tint of sweat almost overpowering. 

As soon as they entered the small bathroom, Yuuta broke their kiss to open the toilet seat and plop him onto it. Toge giggled, quickly letting go of him to shimmy off his pants and underwear. Despite just being inside of him, Yuuta looked away shyly to give him his privacy. He stood straight, scratching the back of his head as he looked anywhere but Toge. 

“Shirt,” Toge demanded in a stern voice. Yuuta laughed weakly, still not daring to look him in the eyes as he turned to exit the bathroom. 

“Tell me if you need any help, okay? I’ll get you one.”

Toge couldn’t help his grin as he grabbed the baby wipes off of the counter, yanking one out to clean around his hole. Yuuta had done a pretty decent job at cleaning him off with his shirt, and he hadn’t finished inside of him today, so it took even less than half of the time. By the time Yuuta had returned with a shirt, Toge was already washing his hands. 

Yuuta stopped behind him as Toge washed his hands, and he couldn't help but peer through the mirror to take a peek at his boyfriend. Yuuta was too busy watching him to notice, his beautiful sapphire eyes filled with happiness and amazement as he stared down at the back of his head. Toge flushed, looking down to turn off the faucet and he spun to dry his hands on the shirt that Yuuta was wearing.

“Hey, don’t-” Yuuta stopped short, sighing as Toge continued to dry his wet hands on his wrinkly shirt. He held his own fresh pile of clothes in his hands, and he should have been grateful that Toge didn’t use those as a towel instead. He signed that fact as soon as his hands were dry, and Yuuta rolled his eyes playfully. He leaned down to press a kiss to Toge’s temple and handed him a new shirt before shooing him out. “I need to clean myself too and get dressed, so go put on a shirt.”

Toge snickered as the door shut behind him. He knew Yuuta would be too embarrassed and nervous to change in front of him despite what they just did, so he was fine with being kicked out. He pulled Yuuta’s shirt to his face, inhaling his sweet scent before unraveling the thick fabric and pulling it on. 

It was a plain black shirt, nothing special, but being dressed in Yuuta’s clothes was something that he didn’t know would make his whole chest and brain feel fuzzy and lightheaded from happiness. Despite not wearing cologne, Yuuta’s scent was so comforting and lovely. He could steal a shirt from him every day and not get tired of the heavy scent filling in his lungs.

Before long, Yuuta moseyed out of his restroom. He’s wearing a whole new outfit, his wrinkly shirt and soiled clothes balled up into his hands. As soon as he caught sight of Toge, though, he stopped in his tracks. His gaze slowly raked up and down his body, his blue eyes widening in surprise. They both stayed quiet, staring at each other in the small room. Yuuta took a deep breath before turning away from him, rubbing at the back of his eyes with his wrist. “Uh...it. It looks nice. On you.”

Toge flushed, his shoulders bunching up to his ears. He could see a hint of Yuuta’s smile as well, but the taller boy busied himself by tossing his old clothes into his hamper. Toge’s soiled shirt had already been thrown in there at some point while he was in the restroom, and he was excited to get it back when it was washed in Yuuta’s fabric softener. 

Yuuta suddenly turned, surprising Toge as he quickly closed the distance between them. Yuuta wrapped his large arms around his waist, pulling him close for a quick hug. He kissed Toge’s temple before pulling away, too shy to meet his gaze, and quickly scurried back towards his bedroom door. As he swung it wide, holding it open for Toge, they finally locked eyes. They both beamed in unison, unable to help themselves. Toge gave him a quick kiss in return before he ducked out of the room, padding across the soft carpet towards the kitchen where Yuuta’s family waited.

The homemade lunch was wonderful. Despite him not being able to talk, they managed to include him in each and every conversation. Despite this only being their second meeting, Yuuta's family seemed to be already accepting him as one of their own. They were so kind, so funny and so accepting, that Toge couldn't even believe that he had gotten so lucky to be spending time with them. Not to mention that his boyfriend placed a large hand on his knee under the table the entire time. That was a plus.

Yuuta's mom asked him many questions, despite her son attempting to cease her line of fire. She was respectful and genuinely curious, so Toge answered each one without issue. Yuuta translated for him when they couldn't understand his signs, but he still signed to them respectfully. And, for the first time in his life, the people that he was attempting to communicate with genuinely didn't seem to mind that he couldn't speak. Yuuta easily filled the gaps that may have been awkward, seeming to know exactly when they didn't understand what he was saying and he translated quickly and effortlessly. They asked how to say certain things in sign language, despite Yuuta grumbling that they could have just asked him, and Aiko even asked him multiple times how to sign certain curse words before her mother grabbed onto her ear and yanked roughly. 

After lunch, Aiko decided (very loudly) that she was going to drive Toge home. Yuuta's mother, who looked beyond exhausted, excused herself to go take a nap after giving Toge a big hug and forcing him to promise that he would come back soon. After helping to clean the dishes, Toge and Yuuta were clambering into the backseat of their small family car. Yuuta had been about to sit in front, more out of habit than anything, but his sister had said "it would be rude for our guest to sit alone" so he had joined Toge in the back. Toge silently thanked Aiko for being such a good wing-woman.

And, Aiko continued to be a good wing-woman even when they had reached his destination. When Yuuta got out to walk Toge to his apartment complex door, they gave each other an awkward hug in farewell. They both knew Aiko had been watching from the car, so they had only dared to give each other a side hug in parting.

That was, until;"Just kiss already!" Aiko yelled from the car, causing both boys to jump in surprise. Yuuta whipped around to glare at her, ears pink, but she only rolled her eyes in response. Toge's face heated in embarrassment, his shoulders bunching up to his ears. "Aren't you together now?! Don't be homophobic, brother!"

Despite Yuuta's ears and cheeks flaming, he bent down to press a quick kiss to Toge's mouth. As soon as he broke the kiss, though, he hesitated for a moment. Face still close, he whispered in a low voice; "For all the years I watched you from afar, I was scared I was putting you on a pedestal. But I wasn't."

Before Toge could even register what he had said, Yuuta turned to scurry back into the car. They both waved in parting as Toge registered his words, his heart soaring into his throat as Aiko drove back down the street and out of sight. He quickly took out his phone, typing out a text to his boyfriend.

Toge:

You can't just say that and then leave....

But I was scared of the same thing.

I'm glad I was wrong.

Yuuta:

I got shy. I'm sorry.

And my sister was looking!!!

I'm glad that I didn't disappoint...

Toge:

But THEN DON'T SAY IT?!?!?!?

LIKE WAIT UNTIL WE'RE ALONE?!?!

Yuuta:

:)

Thank you for coming over. It means a lot to me. 

Aiko won't stop talking about you.

Toge:

They're both really sweet!!

I had a great time with you today (▰˘◡˘▰)

Yuuta:

I had a great time today too.

Thank you for agreeing to be my boyfriend.

You have no idea how long I've been wanting to say that...

Toge:

No, I've wanted to say it longer. 

I'll fight you (ง •̀_•́)ง ผ(•̀_•́ผ)

Yuuta:

When? Tomorrow?

Can I see you tomorrow?

Toge:

Aren't you supposed to not want to fight?!?!?!

Yuuta:

But I want to see you

Toge:

( ＾◡＾)っ ♡

I want to see you too

Fine, we can see each other tomorrow to fight.

Yuuta:

Deal <3

Toge:

Get your boxing gloves ready, Okkotsu

Yuuta:

You're lucky you're cute

Toge:

(´,,•ω•,,)♡

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The next day, Toge and Maki decided to head to Toge’s after school. That, of course, required that they walk past the diner on their way there. It felt like old times, despite the fact that Yuuta and him had finally confessed and gotten together. Toge was just as nervous to walk by as he had been the past few weeks, but he was now equally as excited. He was bouncing with every step, desperate to get closer faster.

“Calm down, will you?” Maki snapped, glaring at him. “You’re making me nervous.”

Toge shrugged, grinning under his mask. Maki ‘tsked’, but turned her head to hide her smile. Even if she wouldn't say it aloud, Toge knew that she was extremely happy for him. They finally approached the diner, the large windows catching the light and reflecting brightly back at them as if they knew that they held the entire sun inside of them. 

“Are we going in?” Maki asked, slowing her steps. Toge shook his head, a smile still on his lips as he attempted to look through the glass door as they approached. Beating him to the punch, as he always seemed to do, Yuuta was suddenly pushing the door open and stepping outside. Toge’s heart skipped a beat at the sight of his boyfriend, his usual diner uniform on and a wide smile on his flushed face. Toge was so nervous to see him that it took Yuuta walking all the way up to them for him to even notice that he was carrying a large load in his hands. 

“Hi guys,” Yuuta muttered, his sunshine smile contagious as he held out one large hand. He impressively held two to go cups full of iced coffee in one hand, which they both took gratefully. Yuuta smiled down at Toge as he took his, and Toge could feel his cheeks flaming under his gaze. Yuuta, dark bangs almost falling into his eyes, was blushing just as much. 

“God, I’m so glad you two finally got together if this means I get free stuff,” Maki said, talking around the straw that she had popped into her mouth without hesitation. She grabbed the small pastry bag that Yuuta held out to her, which had been clutched in his other hand. She peeked inside, gasping when she saw the contents. “Ah, chocolate croissants! I love-”

Yuuta, who had been staring lovingly down at Toge the entire time Maki was talking, looped a large finger under his mask to gently pull it down. His fingers caught Toge’s chin, tilting his head back and shocked Toge when he pressed a soft kiss against his mouth. Toge’s whole face flamed, and he sputtered in shock as Maki stopped short in surprise. 

“God, the PDA is about to be atrocious isn’t it?” Maki groaned as Yuuta pulled away, his smile still huge and overpowering. His sapphire eyes gleamed down at Toge, as if attempting to tell him that he was the happiest that he had ever been. Before Yuuta could back up too much, though, Toge grabbed him by the collar of his white uniform to yank him back down, giving him another kiss. He felt Yuuta’s smile on his mouth as he kissed him back, and he couldn’t help but smile as well. God, the butterflies in his chest were swarming and swirling at insane speeds. His hand on Yuuta’s collar shook pathetically, and Yuuta’s own hand came up to steady his in response, gently sliding his fingers in between Toge’s. 

“You’re the one who introduced us,” Yuuta muttered against Toge’s lips, pulling away to glance over at Maki, his eyes filled with mischief. His large hand squeezed Toge’s, and he couldn’t help but squeeze weakly back. He felt as if his knees were giving out and he wanted to reach out to Yuuta in order to steady himself. 

“I guess I’ll allow it if I get free stuff,” Maki said, waving her hand in the air dismissively before she dug inside the bag to grab hold of one of the chocolate croissants. She popped the croissant in her mouth and gave Toge a soft look, which was very unusual for her usual snarky self, before beginning to walk slowly away to give them a bit of privacy. 

“Deal!” Yuuta laughed, turning his head to call out to her over his shoulder. Toge, new to Yuuta’s attention and not enjoying it being diverted, pouted as he squeezed Yuuta’s hand. As Yuuta turned to look back at him, Toge stood on his tiptoes to demand another kiss. Yuuta, grinning in response, didn’t hesitate to duck his head low and meet him halfway. Toge’s hand shook around his iced coffee as Yuuta kissed him gently; deeply. The smile on his lips hadn’t faded and when he pulled back, he looked just as happy as Toge felt.

“Am I still seeing you later?” Yuuta asked breathlessly, grinning down at his shorter boyfriend. Toge pretended to think about it for a moment, attempting to hide his smile. Yuuta stepped on his foot, barely hard enough for it to hurt, but Toge yelped in fake pain regardless. He pouted up at Yuuta as he laughed at him, ducking down to kiss his temple. 

“Say yes or I’ll do it again,” He teased, eyes sparkling down at him. His dark eye bags, despite hanging heavy under his eyes, even appeared to sparkle in the sunlight that shone around them.

“Yes,” Toge whispered, staring up at Yuuta in pure happiness despite getting his foot gently stepped on. Yuuta’s grin seemed to widen even more, despite it appearing to be impossible, and ducked down for one final kiss before reluctantly stepping back from Toge and towards the diner.

“See you later, then. Text me?”

Toge pouted, stomping up to him and reaching out to yank his collar down for another kiss. Yuuta laughed against his lips, pressing a quick kiss against him before whispering; “I have to go, sweetheart. I’ll see you soon.”

Toge flushed again, quickly reaching up to yank his mask up over his mouth as Yuuta pulled away. As if unable to control himself, Yuuta leaned down to kiss his temple, then his mask covered mouth, before finally retreating, beaming as he sent him a small wave over his shoulder as he yanked the diner door open. The small bell tinkled, and he ducked inside.

Toge could feel Yuuta’s eyes on him as he turned to catch up to Maki, who was standing near the last window of the diner. She was peering inside, looking amused, and Toge couldn’t help but take a peek himself. 

Demi was in the window, staring with her jaw slack in utter disbelief. Around his laughter, Toge waved to Yuuta, who was now standing behind her, and was rewarded with a wave and a huge smile in return. 

Maki and Toge laughed all the way home, clinking their plastic to go cups against one another in a silent cheer.