#62- Magic
What's this?! An update from Roys-neko, she's not dead?
The fall air swept through out the town, jackets we worn as often as possible and the air began to send shivers to everyone who wasn't indoors. Gokudera never liked the fall, his birthday was in September, and the last time he check September was in fall.
He never really cared for his birthday, it was always at the beginning of the school year, and no one ever cared. Everything changed when he went to Japan, seeking out the Tenth Generation Vongola. When he got closer to the brunette, they exchanged secrets, wasting time by just talking and doing nothing at all, Gokudera had never felt so right.
When the shorter male asked about Gokudera's birthday, he couldn't stop himself from explaining everything, the look in his coffee brown eyes told the Italian that he already knew, but continued his story anyways.
"Why can't we celebrate your birthday?" He asked, grabbing a Pocky from its box.
"10th, I-- " He was cut off but the discouraging look from the teen across from him.
"Tsuna…" He stated simply, the biscuit stick hanging from the corner of his mouth. Receiving a quizzical stare from the silver haired teen, he sighed.
"Call me Tsuna, like everyone else." He stated simply.
"But I… don't want to be like everyone else." He confessed, muttering lowly. Tsuna continued to munch on his snack, he was about to take another piece, but decided against it. Instead, he leaned over the table and brushed his lips to the male in front of him, who was about to apologize.
"Then you won't be, Gokudera-kun." The said teen frowned, "Hayato, te- Tsuna." leaning up closer, increasing the contact between the two.
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He bit his lip slightly, as the cold air caressing his face. Gokudera opened his eyes, the ceiling he looked up to wasn't the normal light blue ceiling he'd usually wake up to. What stupefied him even more was the warmth that was on his chest, a type of warmth a blanket couldn't compare to.
Looking down to see what caused his such warm ecstasy, feeling the breath that lingered on his neck, following the soothing rhythm of the heart beat that accompanied atop his own.
His breath hitched, seeing the familiar unruly milk chocolate hair, his eyes widened.
"10th!" He whispered, the said brunette lifted his head groggily. He lazily climbed up so he was somewhat leveled with the taller teen.
Gokudera could tell his boss was tired, when he pressed his lips to his own, the complete innocence of such soft contact reminded him of the wonderful sleep he had last night.
When he sat up slightly, he couldn't help but smile with the sleepy Vongola in his lap dressed in light green pajamas.
"Hayato?" Coffee brown eyes looked to him. Said teen replied with a soft, 'hmm?'
"What's my name?" He asked, as he cutely rubbed his eyes with the light green sleeve.
"ten-" Gokudera paused before continuing, he smiled sweetly.
"Tsuna…" He whispered against the shorter teen's lip.
"Good."
a/n: I'm so sorry for never updating, so much has been going on, and on top of that I've been suffering writers block.
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