A/N: Yuuram! Yay!
'Ts been a long time since I posted something actually CANON, so here it is. Short drabble, had nothing better to do. Of course, Boy love.
"THERE IS NO WAY I'M WEARING THIS!" he screamed, angrily fussing over the frills around his neck, waist, arms, and, pretty much everywhere.
"Oh come on, you're used to this kind of stuff!" Yuuri groaned. He examined himself in the mirror, approving at the fine details of his white tuxedo top. His fiancé, on the other hand, didn't seem to appreciate the sort of frilly drapery he was sporting. He stomped off the platform, alarming the already-buzzed woman with the tape measure, who was previously measuring his waist. He sat on the edge of the bed, untangling the wreath of authentic cherry blossoms from his hair.
"It isn't fair; I wear the nightgown to make you feel manly or whatever, and I wear the frilly wedding dress? And for Shinou's sake, Yuuri, it had to be PINK?!"
"Well, I figured pink would look best on you. Did I mention you look nice in the pink nightgown?"
"You dig?"
"Don't say that. Ever."
"Still-NOT FAIR. I don't get it, I am SO not uke in this relationship!"
"I told you, this is an uke-uke relationship thing."
"But you're not wearing the dress. The PINK dress."
"Okay, First off, Wolf, it's CARNATION pink. Second, you look nice in pink."
"Yeah, when it's my nightgown and no one else has to see! I'd rather be naked in front of everyone in Shin Makoku cuz that's how I feel wearing this stupid dress!"
"Secondly, I never liked that nightgown of yours."
"Huh?"
"I'd much prefer you out of it."
"PERVERT."
" You like it."
"Damn… Don't try weaseling yourself out of this, I am NOT wearing the dress."
"Look at it this way, the sooner you get the dress on, the sooner I can tear it off you, Kay?"
~FIN