Disclaimer: I don't own junjou romantica or anything else.

For those of you who have read my stuff in the past, you know that short stories for FanFiction are my current hobby. Buti've actually written poetry since I was 6, and have been taking classes for it since I was 8, so this type of thing comes much easier than stories, so this is a poem told from Usagi's POV. Please enjoy.

A boy, looking away.

He prays I don't notice him.

He knows I will anyway,

But he hides it on a whim.

He knows there is no escape.

Even as he is embraced,

And I brush my lips along his neck's nape.

He knows the effort is a waste.

He doesn't struggle,

Not anymore.

Not that he will ever snuggle,

It's what he saves his pride for.

I hold him close to me

Because I need him near.

If I let go, he'll flee,

I hold him to keep back that fear.

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