Just to warn you, there is some yaoi on here.
Husky loves the way his face is always lit into a cheerful grin, even in the hardest of situations. It would always cheer people up, and even though he would hate to admit it, it always made him feel safer.
He loves the way his ebony black, ruffled hair would tickle his face whenever Cooro would sling an arm around him, pulling him slightly closer to his body, feeling his comforting warmth. Especially in the chilly winter months.
He loves the feeling that someone's always looking out for him, he was close to Senri and Nana, but for some reason he would always prefer Cooro's presence, his happy-go-lucky arua, wide grins and warm hugs.
He hated to admit it, but he loved the feeling of Cooro kissing him, the way his tanned fingers would comb through his hair, tilting his head slightly to get better access. The gentle caress of his lips on his whenever Senri and Nana were gone.
Husky liked the feeling of being loved, though he had a perfect porcelain mask of a stubborn, hot-tempered teen, sometimes he would let himself go. Let himself feel giddy when Cooro would smile sweetly at him, or when he would grasp his hand and intertwine their fingers. He wishes Cooro could be with him forever. Falling in love was the last thing on the silver haired teens mind, yet, he can't get enough of the tingling sensation in his stomach, or how his heart would beat faster at his presence.
Husky loved this. He loved the sensation of Cooro's hands on his chest, his lips on his mouth, neck, skin. Biting, sucking and kissing – making him whimper and twist his hands on the blanket underneath his sweating body.
"Husky" His voice is a quiet whisper in his ear, making the younger teen shudder and wrap his slim arms around Cooro's neck. The crow anima's warm, chocolate brown eyes meet his, and Husky is surprised by the mixture of fear and love in his eyes.
"I...I don't want to hurt you" He's unsure, Husky can tell by the tone in his voice and the way his eyes dart across his face. A sigh escapes Husky's lips and he reaches up to tuck a stray strand of black hair behind his ear, pausing on his flushed face.
Cooro smiles, that smile he loves so much it hurts and lowers his head, pressing his lips against Husky's, enjoying the feel of his small hands pressed against his bare chest.
"I...I love you...Cooro"
Cooro pauses, never, in a million years, he would have thought Husky would say that, but, in a blink of an eye, he smiles.
"I love you too" He finally answers.
Husky loves that he loves Cooro, and that Cooro loves him.
I needed some fluff and thought I might share it with the world, not sure if this was teen rated, or M rated. I put it as teen, oh well.