You Are My Only Future: 1, When Coming Home Means Seeing You
"Soubi." Ritsuka walked into the apartment, the same apartment he had always been going to for so many years. He had to duck a bit to get through the door.
"Ah!" The taller blond man walked over to the door from where he had been sitting. "Ritsuka, welcome back." His face lit up as soon as he saw the teen.
Ritsuka bent over to take his shoes off. "Mmn. I'm back," he grumbled.
Soubi came up behind him, giving him an awkward bent over embrace.
"Sou.. You could wait. Like just a moment," the teen complained at him as he slipped the second shoe off his foot and onto the mat.
"But I'm so happy to see Ritsuka. You're such a grown up college student now." Soubi allowed Ritsuka to step over the entryway and slip a backpack off of his, now broader, shoulders before hugging him again.
"Oh," Ritsuka replied as he laced his arms around Soubi's back loosely. "So you weren't happy to see me when I was just a little highschooler."
Soubi pouted.
"When Ritsuka was younger…" He stared at the boy dreamily.
Ritsuka scowled and turned his head away, knowing just what Soubi was thinking about. He blushed.
Soubi ruffled the hair on Ritsuka's head. No ears met with his fingers. He scratched the spot where they used to be anyway. It still felt good, to Ritsuka.
"Ugh! Soubi!" Ritsuka pushed past the man and sat on the couch.
Soubi followed him and walked behind the furniture piece. He gently slipped the hair tie out of Ritsuka's hair. Releasing the short ponytail.
"I thought... you always said I looked stupid with my hair tied up," Soubi teased.
"You always look stupid. Stupid!" Ritsuka retaliated. It was a lie. Soubi was the most beautiful person there was, to him.
Ritsuka's hair fell down and brushed against his shoulders and collar bone.
Soubi smiled airily knowing Ritsuka hadn't meant it.
"People'd think I'm sloppy or girly if let I down," Ritsuka explained. He closed his eyes with light sigh and leaned against the couch.
Soubi bent over and draped his arms around Ritsuka from behind. He played with the strands of dark hair.
"So then.. you think I look sloppy and girly?" Soubi asked innocently with a smirk.
"N-No! …I mean... Soubi! What kind of girl would be such a giant as you?" Ritsuka tried covering up his real opinions out of embarrassment. He still had a height complex even though he wasn't much shorter than Soubi now.
"A sloppy one," Soubi said.
"Oh shut up!"
"Is it because Yuiko told you to get a haircut, thinking you were just neglecting it carelessly?" Soubi asked a bit deviously.
"T-that was just a mistake! She took it back once I told her I meant it to be this length. It doesn't matter!" Ritsuka was blushing again.
Soubi smiled and kissed the red cheeks as he stood up. "I would love Ritsuka even if he was bald."
Ritsuka slumped into the chair. "Shut up, Idiot."
This is the future. It will be short multichapter-oneshots set in within this setting. I plan to answer the vagueness as this goes on. If you have specific things you want to know please say so, though.
Ritsuka is 18, Soubi is 26.
Thank you for reading!