Misaki reached up to the cupboard and grabbed four wine glasses. Pouring generous amounts of red wine into each crystal bottle, he watched as the crimson liquid made its way into the glittering cavern and thought. And thought. And continued to daze off until he felt the liquor overflow onto his fingers.
"Gah!" he exclaimed and quickly pulled back.
The wine had splattered all over the counter and he quickly wiped it clean. Misaki shook his head, trying to clear his mind, but to no avail.
"Chi...it's no use. I can't calm myself." he muttered to himself and then ran a hand through his messy hair, "So many things...just so many things can go horribly wrong...GAHHH Misaki! PULL YOURSELF TOGETHER! They're just coming back for dinner. Nothing wrong there. Normal...dinner...with Usagi-san...and...and...Nii-san...and...well...I guess I could make Usagi-san do all of the talking-NO THAT WON'T DO! WHAT SHOULD I DO?!"
He took a deep breath and leaned back against the counter. It was the day. After hours of discussion with Usagi-san, the two had finally created a solid plan to tell his dear brother about their four, almost five, year relationship. Although they had created back-up plans in case something goes wrong, Misaki still couldn't calm his pounding heart. It wasn't that he was all that afraid to tell him, in fact, he believed that it would get a lot of things off his chest. His anxiousness came from the fact that 1) he had kept this a secret for all these years, 2) he was afraid of his brother blaming himself for his upbringing, and 3) he was worried about him getting upset at Usagi-san for not telling him. Knowing him, Misaki felt that instead of not accepting them, he would be rather bothered with the things that they...have...done...
"...so...if we do happen to tell them...d-do...we have to talk about...that...er...stuff...oh no...I DON'T WANT TO! NYAAA THIS IS SO EMBARRASSING! NII-SAN IM SORRY IM SORRY IM SORRY IM SORRYYYYYYY-"
"Misaki! What are you doing?!" he heard Usagi-san shout from upstairs. "Is everything okay?"
Misaki sank into a blob on the floor, "Yes yes I'm perfectly fine please ignore me I'm having internal issues right now ha ha ha..."
He heard Usagi-san walk down the steps and into the kitchen.
"Are you still worried about that? I've told you. If it all goes wrong, I can just read Takahiro a chapter from one of my bo-"
"NOO! ANYTHING BUT THAT THANK YOU VERY MUCH!" Misaki hollered at the perverted man, "I'd MUCH rather them to enjoy their food, NOT CHOKE ON IT!"
"If that's the case, pipe down and just accept it. Even if we don't do end up telling them today, it is going to have to happen someday, whether you like it or not."
Misaki grumbled, "You know, sometimes, you don't have to be that straight-forward. I'd much rather you say something comforting..."
Usagi-san knelt down and patted Misaki's head.
"Don't worry. I won't let anything bad come to you. I promise. Worst comes to worst, we can always pack our stuff and flee to New York or something."
"And like always, I'm telling you to stop suggesting weird and impossible solutions."
"But you just told me to be comforting..."
"I take that back completely."
Misaki pulled himself into a ball and sighed.
"You know...I'm not really worried about Nii-san passing out or anything...I think its more of the thought that he might feel as if he raised me wrongly that bothers me."
Sitting down next to him and pulling him into a tight embrace, Usagi-san put his head on top of the boy's and said, "He won't."
"What if he does?"
"I'm saying he won't."
"But I'm saying what if he does?"
"...If he does, then he isn't Takahiro."
There was a long pause between the two as Misaki thought about it. Even though the answer he received didn't quite answer his question, he could feel himself calming down and melting away into Usagi-san's warm hug.
"...and..."
"Hmm? What else is there?"
"...won't he get mad at you?"
"For what?"
"...for...well...doing all that stuff...I guess?"
He heard Usagi-san stifle a giggle and pulled away from him.
"Don't laugh! I'm being serious here!"
Usagi-san uncovered his mouth and looked back at Misaki.
"It's just that I feel you are thinking too much into this. Even if he does get mad, what can he do about it? Besides, I'm the one who is taking care of you right now. If he wants to get to you, he'll have to talk with me at some point."
"...Isn't that considered black-mailing?"
"No...I think I would call it 'forced cooperation' or even 'gentle persuasion' or-"
"'GENTLE PERSUASION' MY ASS! Agh! This really isn't helping!" Misaki groaned and stood up. "Forget it. Go back to work. I'm almost done prepping the food anyways. Sorry for bothering-"
Suddenly, Misaki was pulled into a warm kiss. Usagi-san slowly pushed them up against the counter as he skillfully used his tongue to turn Misaki's knees into jelly. Taken by surprise, Misaki started to struggle, trying to push the man away, but soon he was over taken by the deep passion and fell into the kiss. Reluctantly, Usagi-san pulled away and hugged Misaki once more.
"I'm not going to lie and say that I'm not nervous at all but this is really the best way to go...so I need you to trust me. I will make it work. All you have to do is listen and be there for us...that is all I'm asking for."
Misaki felt his face burn up and his heart race from the embarrassment. Sometimes, he felt as if he could die from just hearing his partner talk like that. The man really had no shame. But like that, his worries were washed away and all he could think about was Usagi-san and how much he wanted this to work as well. Hugging him back, Misaki sank his face into Usagi-san's shoulder and nodded.
"...I'll do my best."
Aww ye. First fic. Still debating if I want to make this into a series. If this were to be one, I'd probably give it the most probable / realistic outcome and one that were to fit with the manga the most but idk. What do you think? Anyways, this is a vent for me on waiting for season 4 :3