by: cold-cappuccino
drabble-oneshot. too long for the former, to short for the latter. reviews would be great as I don't post as often as I would like to. :3
They stared at each other for the briefest of moments under the pouring rain. It was one of those days again. Lucky Tooru suggests that it's a nice day and they should walk; smart Yuujirou would agree and the predicted typhoon decides to take them by surprise.
They hadn't paid much attention to it though, shrugged and even laughed about it at some point. At another they stared and waited, both immersed in one's own thoughts and before either knew it (or could decide against it seemed to be a more accurate way of putting it), had their lips pressed against each other in a heated kiss, Yuujirou notes that Tooru's lips are very compliant so he applies even more pressure and intensifies what they already have, taking the time to test out the compliance of the other's lips. He swipes his tongue along the bottom and explores eagerly when entrance is obliged and then nips at the said lip almost possessively but not quite.
Both are unsure of who exactly started it anyway (or why it did start).
Yuujirou would blame it on Tooru.
Tooru would...Tooru would allow himself to be kissed further because, quite frankly, he didn't care. At least not at the moment. Not when the blonde couldn't talk, sneer or call him short.
He felt his arms circle around Yuujirou' neck (given the height difference) and suddenly had an almost unsatiable urge to smile when the other didn't complain but he was kept occupied by the hands running through his hair, finding himself leaning back against the touch instead.
"You can do that?" Yuujirou muttered against his lips, chuckling slightly as he was talking about the other's hair, mocking it because he had rights to do so anymore. It wasn't like Tooru's hair got special treatment or much care other than the regular shampoo when he took a bath.
Tooru would've said something if he wasn't so out of breath, instead he settled for a glare.
"It's a good thing, don't worry." The other reassured, wrapping an arm around the younger's waist and pulling close, making Tooru flush a very undignified shade of red that guys shouldn't even be capable of but he smiled after Yuujirou did. A lingering cautious Tooru in the back of his head wondered why.
"You still have really bad hair though." Came the follow-up he should've expected.
However, instead of glaring, complaining or groaning about it, the blue haired boy only moved to close the gap between them once more and grinned a little when they parted, taking a lock of flaxen hair and circled it around his fingers, giving it a light tug, to bring their lips closer but not quite together,
"Yeah, but your hair's pretty enough for the both of us, I think."
Author: Maybe I should've warned about the cliche kiss under the rain XDD;; whatever. I personally like spelling "Tooru/Toru" with an h. D: I don't know why. Maybe it's aesthetic or something. Review? :D It will make me happy and con crit would be nice even if this is such a short piece.