Notes: A short thing written in July :3 Posted here because I love AtoYuu and wanted to share the love (or spam) :D :D Reviews welcome.
Of Fumbles and Kisses
By Miki
Atobe's well educated.
He understands physics and maths, and he tops the class in chemistry. He can understand languages and he reads financial reports with the ease of someone who has learnt to understand numbers and figures like the back of his hand.
He speaks five languages and never abstains from speaking his mind whenever he wants. He can order people around in French, dish out insults in German, bitch about his teachers in Latin, grumble about his rivals in English and snap at his team mates in Japanese.
He's tired. He's grouchy. He's had a bad day and it only seems as though it's getting worse. He wants to complain and moan and whine about it, but he knows that never gets anything done and it's exceptionally unbecoming in someone of his stature.
Yet it's when Yuuta fumbles and kisses Atobe's cheek in a slightly clumsy gesture of affection that Atobe feels himself struck speechless.
He only wishes he had enough ways and words to tell Yuuta how much he appreciates it.
.fin.