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Eriol/Li
Li has something Eriol wants. And he is determined to get it.
"I want it." Eriol whispered, placing a warm, insistent hand on Syaoran's forearm.
"N-no," the smaller boy whispered back, breath hitching as he tried not to cough. "No."
He hated winter and cold and everything that went with it. Even now, in his second year of high school he still was not used to Tomoeda winters; particularly when Eriol was being an arrogant asshole. He missed his warm climate.
"Syaoran…" the dark haired boy grinned. "I want it now."
The cinnamon-haired boy coughed weakly. And coughed again. It soon turned into a full-fledged coughing fit, and he was nearly doubled over at his desk with the entire class looking at him with concern. He blushed and tried to control himself, it was exceedingly difficult but he managed to keep himself limited to just a few quiet, dry coughs for the next few minutes.
"Syaoran-chan…" Eriol asked in concern. "Are you alright?"
"Fine," he coughed a final time. "You still can't have it."
Physical education was Eriol's favourite part of the day. He got to run, and exercise and show off to all of his bone-head jock classmates. Most importantly though, he also got to watch Syaoran get changed for class which was always a wonderful show. The younger boy was still very thin and a little bit short… but he definitely had definition to die for.
Eriol wrapped his arms firmly around Syaoran's waist just after he'd removed his shirt and pinned his arms to his side.
"I want it," he whispered, ignoring the other boys in the room as he licked his boyfriend's ear. "I want it now."
"No." the younger boy stated firmly, shrugging Eriol off of him and giving him a rather dirty look. "Just drop it."
Eriol and Syaoran lived on the same street so they had been walking home together for the last four years. Everyday Eriol would finish getting ready for home first and meet Syaoran at his locker to escort his boyfriend safely home. Today was no exception.
"Syaoran-chan!" he greeted him cheerfully, peeking into his beloved's locker for any hint of what he was looking for. "I still want i—is that it?!"
He excited snatched a rather conspicuous looking pink bag from his lover's locker.
"Eriol!"
The larger boy ignored him and happily pulled out a white teddy-bear with a green ribbon around it's neck. The little plushie was cradling a small bag of chocolates and a tiny hand printed card.
Happy White Day Eriol. I love you.
Eriol frowned.
"Syaoran-chan… White Day isn't until…" He trailed off under the pressure of the smaller boy's intense glare.
Syaoran slammed his locker shut.
"Happy fucking white day," He hissed before running off down the hall.
