A/N:I've decided to keep things in Flynn's POV, because if I did Yuri's things would become spoilerific.
"…Yuri, you don't even have classes today, do you…"
"Nope."
"So why are you-"
"Do you even have to ask?"
He really didn't have to…yet he still felt the need to. It had been a whole month since the two of them had started 'dating', and he was fairly surprised at how much things hadn't changed all that much the first day. Yuri would talk to him sometimes, but for the most part he really didn't do anything that would make people suspect that they were dating. But then the second day rolled around…and things just went from zero to sixty. Everything started went he woke up the next morning to an unfamiliar smell, and given how strong it was it definitely wasn't coming from next door. Groggily he got up, slowly walking into the kitchen to find none other than Yuri making breakfast for him.
His first reaction was to yell, followed by him questioning how the hell he had gotten into his apartment. When the raven haired male flatly said 'balcony' Flynn couldn't help but panic slightly, quickly rushing over to the sliding glass door where his balcony was. He didn't need to open it since the laughter from the kitchen stopped him, the other saying that it was merely a joke. In truth he had asked the landlord for a spare key, the blonde feeling rather embarrassed that he had jumped to conclusions. For the rest of the morning he got himself ready for school, spending most of his time in the sole bedroom he had in the entire apartment and only leaving to use the bathroom for his morning routines.
Flynn had nearly forgotten about the other male, and the only reminder he received was his collar being yanked just as he was about to slip on his shoes to leave. He was seated at the kitchen table, something he hadn't done in a long time since he usually just ate in his room while he studied. The spread was rather nice, including okayu (rice porridge) with umeboshi, broiled mackerel, miso soup, various pickled items and a poached egg over plain white rice. It was a lot of food, but luckily the portion size was reasonable. Even if it all looked and smelled great, Flynn was a bit hesitant, not because he didn't trust it (even if he didn't know Yuri, he didn't think he was crazy enough to poison food) but because looks could easily be deceiving.
There was really no telling what kind of cook the raven haired male was, or for that matter if his taste buds were normal. Things could've gotten mixed up somewhere along the process, leading to something tasting like something it really shouldn't have. After muttering a small 'itadakimasu' he took his chopsticks slowly, trying to figure out which dish would taste the least horrible…Deciding that the fish would probably wouldn't have been too bad, he started with that, knowing full well that the raven haired male had not taken his eyes off of him.
What if he didn't like it? Or worse yet…what if it was so horrible he had to spit it out. He'd probably be hit if he did, but it wouldn't be totally uncalled for. So instead of delaying the inevitable he took a bite, not realizing that he had closed his eyes until he had opened them in surprise. It tasted…incredible. He began to speed up on his eating, finding everything he put in his mouth to be delectable and magnificent. Flynn would only nod when asked if everything was 'good', his mouth too full for him to properly speak. Hell, if it was like this every morning he really didn't mind Yuri coming over unannounced.
Once done he thanked him, the raven haired male saying it was 'nothing' as he stood from his spot at the table. It didn't take long for them to clean up…and he could easily say that the moment the two of them stepped out of the apartment Yuri was pretty much stuck to him after that. It was an odd feeling…having someone so close to him so often, and because the other male didn't seem to understand the concept of personal space sometimes it was a little awkward for him. He had taken a liking to his shoulder, using it as a pillow while they were on the train, and thankfully he didn't receive any odd looks from the other passengers. They had their own things to worry about.
This even went on during school hours, the two of them sharing damn near all of the same classes (surprise, surprise…) so Yuri always sat next to him. The raven haired male would lean against his shoulder if the lecture became too boring for him, though some time he had to tell him not to since his kendo lessons left him sore on occasion. Getting hit in the same spot over and over again really took a toll on his body, a nice soak in the local bathhouse doing it some good.
Yuri always had a solution when he couldn't use his favorite spot for resting…and it was simply curling up on the bench and laying his head on his lap. The first time he did this Flynn pretty much freaked out, standing suddenly while shouting 'what the hell?' which caused the other male to topple to the floor and the entire class to stare at him with confused eyes. He couldn't help it! He'd never had someone lie down in his lap before! It felt so…warm, but it was odd having such a pressure around that region. He slowly got over it though, only tensing when the other male suddenly decided that his shoulder was no longer comfortable.
The touching didn't stop there; the raven haired male liked to intertwine their pinkies together while they walked down the hall, Flynn not daring ask why he didn't just take his hand because it would've lead to a smug comment and a smirk. He hated those damn smirks some times…other times he wasn't really sure how he felt…During lunch the raven haired male would always sit on his lap, feeding him the homemade bento he had made the night before. Flynn had rejected this for a good while, finding it completely unnecessary and very embarrassing.
The only reason he finally broke down and allowed it was because Estelle gave him an ear full about not accepting something that the other male had worked so hard on, and since there was no arguing with her he caved. Being fed too wasn't something he liked, but it was the only way he was able to eat, and there was no way in hell he'd turn down food made by Yuri.
At first he was a little concerned about what Estelle and Rita would think about Yuri, and given how the raven haired male had pretty much introduced himself as his 'boyfriend' he was really thinking that they would shy away from him. But he had been wrong (thankfully); the chipper girl took to the other male instantly, wanting to know how the two of them met, had they gone on their first date and if he had become intimate. In fact…Estelle seemed a little too enthusiastic when she found out they were dating…he really didn't want to think about the reason why…
Rita really didn't care either way, though he did catch her on more than one occasion laughing at Yuri's actions towards him. The other male did seem to pick with her a lot when she did so, questioning why she hadn't done the same with a 'certain person'. She would always blush furiously while yelling at him, the other female just staring at the two of them with a confused look. So it seemed Rita actually was an easy person to read, though it also seemed that the ditzy girl was the only person oblivious to the fact.
When the end of the day finally came around the blonde was pretty much spent, though he knew his time with Yuri wouldn't end there. He always invited himself in, much to Flynn's annoyance, and had taken a liking to his room. He'd lie in his bed while Flynn worked, asking him random questions because he was bored. And just because they were behind close doors didn't mean his touching stopped. Yuri would slump against him from behind, chin on top of his head as he watched him worked. From this position the blonde could easily smell the shampoo the other had used, though he wasn't quite sure what he was smelling.
It was sweet, that much he knew for sure, but as to what fruit it was he didn't have a clue. Sure he could've asked, but he had more important things to be doing. There were a lot of things he wanted to ask the other male, like why he never saw him study, why he was so clingy, why he only wore his hair up during Japanese Literature 101, why his ring tone was Kane wo Narashite by Bonnie Pink or why he never seemed to be around disappear on Sunday around three. He wanted to know, but then he also thought he didn't have a right to know just yet. Some of the things he inquired about may have seemed trivial, but it was still Yuri's personal business.
"Hey, Flynn…" The raven haired male started, arm propped up against the table while his hand supported his cheek, "Let's go on a date this afternoon."
"Can't, I have practice, and I can't skip since there's a tournament coming up."
"Meh, that's fine, I can wait outside for you."
"…For a whole two hours…?"
"Sure, why not?"
With a small sigh Flynn placed his pencil down, rubbing his temples as he once again contemplated Yuri's…obsessive behavior. He knew very well that the other male was genuinely interested in him and starting a relationship, but the things he did…it made him really question why he was going so far for just one person. He knew the other male had friends, he had seen them hang around outside, but what he hadn't seen for the past month was those friends or rather the raven haired male around them. Flynn really did believe that Yuri had abandoned them for him, something that irked him to no end.
"Why don't you just hang out with your friends…? They haven't seen you in awhile, so I'm sure they're worried-"
"Yeah, about that…" The other male started, eyes never leaving the bored as he spoke, "Those people aren't my friends…if I fell off the face of the Earth they wouldn't give a damn."
"Then why did you even bother with them in the past?"
He went silent after that, seemingly bored with the conversation. No…he didn't seem bored, he seemed…distant. Deciding not to push the issue anymore he stopped himself from asking anymore questions, because truth be told he really hated that look. He'd seen it once before when the topic of family some how came into the conversation. Yuri just stopped talking, staring off into space like it was nothing. It was like the blonde had touched upon something he shouldn't have, and being the smart person that he was Flynn decided that if he ever found out anything else that made the other do that, he'd never bring it up again.
So he could safely add friends to that list.
After that Yuri really didn't say anything, the blonde not completely sure if he should say anything to lighten the heavy mood that had settled around them. He didn't like it…in fact there was a lot he didn't like about the other male. That smirk, the way he clung to him, the way he always managed to get as close as he could to him…but above all else what Flynn hated the most was when Yuri didn't do any of this. When he spaced out and just didn't seem like himself (though it wasn't like he really knew what the other was 'like'), so he always tried his best to bring him out of the funk he had gotten himself into.
The only thing that his mind could come up with was talking about their date, so he started up a conversation, which seemed to do the trick. He asked where he wanted the two of them to go, and without missing a beat Yuri answered L'Occitane Café. Flynn knew that café, it was right outside the Shibuya station, and really how could he miss it. The place was huge, and there was no denying that he saw quite a few couple walk into that place. The raven haired male began rambling on about all the things he wanted to eat and feed him, doing all of this while leaning against him, head gently placed on his shoulder.
That was much better, and it wasn't until Yuri pointed it out that he finally realized he was smiling a bit. He'd admit that was one of the things he didn't find so bad about the raven haired male…the sound of his voice. It was nice having someone else speaking to him around the apartment, because after moving out of Guy's place the sound of silence just didn't sit well with him. He was the kind of person who thrived on interaction, which he received plenty of during school hours, but after returning home there was no longer anyone waiting for him.
Maybe that was why Fate had decided to intervene in his life so suddenly…because he didn't have anyone at home to talk to. Sure, he could've invited his friends over, but he was sure they had other things they'd rather be doing. They had lives too. After a while he became accustomed to not saying tadaima when entering his apartment, because he knew very well that he'd be talking to nothing but thin air. Flynn really contemplated getting a cat, but then the raven haired male entered his life.
That was really the best way for him to describe Yuri; a cat that had waltzed into his life and seemed pretty hell-bent on staying there. Flynn still wasn't sure if this was a good or bad thing since it had only been a month, but he did enjoy the other male's company and that was good enough for him at the moment.
When the class was over Yuri stretched, getting the kinks that had build up from sitting in the same spot for too long out of his body. There next class was a little ways away, and the blonde pretty much knew what that meant. He only sighed when the raven haired male wrapped his arms around his, head once again resting on his shoulder. It was a pretty odd sight, he knew for sure, but this had been slowly becoming normal to him. Normal…Flynn couldn't help but laugh at that word. For the past month his definition of 'normal' had changed dramatically, it now being associated with a clingy guy who believe rather deeply in the phenomenon called 'fate'.
That was Flynn Scifo's normal…and the confusing part was he was really okay with it.
Yuri pretty much slept through the next class, the blonde wanted to do the same since it was nothing but review. Goddammit he hated this class…and he would freely admit that he'd caught himself dozing off on more than one occasion. Commercial law just wasn't his thing, and he really just took the damn class because he had an extra slot to fill. Sadly this was the same reason the other male had signed up for the class. The teacher didn't help this at all with his monotone way of speaking, the sheer sound of it so bad that it actually annoyed him.
He really needed something to keep him preoccupied…now. The person he usually spoke to was asleep, so that pretty much ruled him out…or did it? Looking down he had to wonder how one person could look so comfortable in such an uncomfortable position. Flynn knew for a fact that the bench he currently sat on wasn't very comfy, but there was Yuri, sleeping peacefully like he was lying on a soft futon opposed to a hard bench build for sturdiness and not comfort. Flynn was a bit cautious with his movements, not really sure if he should've been touching the other male when he was so vulnerable.
But he wasn't going to be molesting him in his sleep, so that pretty much convinced him that it was okay. Slowly reaching down he ran his fingers through Yuri's hair, slightly surprised at how soft it felt against his fingers. He knew it was soft just by looking at it, but to actually feel it was another thing. Racking his fingers through once again his nose caught a faint whiff of something, the smell completely different than the last time. He quickly identified it as strawberries, and given the odd smell that accompanied it he guessed cream as well. Yuri seemed to use rather feminine shampoo, but given the fact that the smell changed so often Flynn was sure that the other male didn't have a problem with it.
He had to wonder if the raven haired male's apartment smelled the same way, because even if they lived next to one another the walls were pretty thick. It was strange for him to say that after an entire month he had never set foot in Yuri's apartment, but it was the truth, he had never so much as seen the other's apartment. It didn't really bother him though, because he was sure that the other male would invite him over when he felt it was right. Though curiosity did make him wonder how the raven haired male lived…but he wouldn't go so far was to obtain a spare key from the landlord just to feed that interest.
His hand jerked away when Yuri stirred, his heart pounding in his chest for some unknown reason. Flynn wasn't doing anything wrong…so why did he feel so damn nervous? Maybe it was because he had never touched someone like this, had never ran his fingers slowly and tentatively down the warm cheek of anyone he had ever known. Wait…when had his fingers moved on to his cheek? He hardly noticed the repositioning of the digits, but then again…he hardly minded it.
What he was doing wasn't affection, or that's what he told himself as those very same digits made their way down to the other male's jaw line. It was merely…curiosity, yeah, he was merely getting a better look (or feel really) at the creature that had attached itself to him. As he gently ran his thumb over the other male's lips, finding them just as soft as his skin, he heard him mutter something along the lines of 'parfait'. Maybe he had a sweet tooth…Flynn had witnessed him sucking on some kind of hard candy during class a few time, usually offering him a piece if he catch him staring.
The blonde always declined, because from the way the other male smirked he knew that was the last piece of candy he had, and Flynn didn't want to think about the transfer. He never put anything past Yuri, because he was so damn spontaneous that it just seemed wrong to. But as spontaneous as he was Flynn noticed that he had never said 'I love you' to him. Maybe that was going too far even for him, which was saying a lot, but then again…maybe he was just waiting to spring it on him and catch him off guard.
Yeah…that sounded like Yuri…
"Mhm…is class over yet…?" The raven haired male grumbled as he opened his eyes, Flynn having moved his hand the moment he saw the other stir again.
"There's still five minutes left…" Flynn muttered, eyes completely avoiding the other males. From the pressure that had disappeared from his lap he knew that the other male had sat up, most likely stretching before resting his head against his shoulder.
"So, did you like it?"
"Like what?"
"Touching me."
He could only stare at the raven haired male, completely horrified that he had known what he was doing. There were a couple of things he could've done in such a situation, like confessing a moving on…but he decided to take a different route.
"I did no such thing!" He shouted as he stood, slamming both of his hands against the wooden table as he did so. Yeah, denial wasn't the best thing he could've gone with…
"Really?" Yuri said, trialing a finger down his cheek until he reached his lips, "My skin is pretty sensitive, so if anyone's touched me the feeling tends to linger…"
Shit…he had been backed into a corner and now there was nothing else for him to do…
"I don't mind…" Yuri started, getting mere inches away from the blonde's face, "As long as I get to touch too."
He couldn't deny him that because if he did he'd never hear the end of it, so with a long sigh he sat back down and allowed Yuri to do whatever he wanted. There was barely anyone in the classroom so he wasn't really worried about people staring at him, not to mention the people actually in the room were asleep (the professor looked like he was on his way there). Slowly Yuri's digits ran down his cheek, much like his had done, and he really couldn't help but notice the amount of interest he held in his eyes. Maybe he too was curious about the person he had let into his life…
"Your eyes are a pretty shade of blue, and…ah! Two shades of blue."
"Yeah…they get darker around fall and winter."
"Really? That's pretty cool."
"I guess, but they still stand out too much."
"That's why I like them."
Flynn silenced himself, far too shocked with the kiss the raven haired male had planted on his eyelid. What…what the hell was he doing? His mind went blank after that, his last class going by so fast that he refused to believe he was even there. He managed to snap out of it when Yuri wished him good luck, Flynn realizing that he had walked all the way to dojo where he practiced without knowing it. He gave the raven haired male a muffled 'thanks' before going in, knowing full well that Yuri's actions would distract him from doing what he needed.
But how could he not think about it? It was his first kiss…thing…Okay so it wasn't on the lips so it really didn't count as a 'real' kiss, but it was still definitely a type of kiss. It shouldn't have bothered him so much that the other male hadn't actually taken his first kiss, no, not at all, in fact he should've been happy that the virginity of his lips was still intact. So then why…why the hell was he even still thinking about it? What was done was done, and it wasn't like he actually wanted Yuri to kiss him…
SO THEN WHY THE FUCK WAS IT BOTHERING HIM SO MUCH?
By the time practice was over he was scolded pretty badly by his coach, Flynn believing that he completely deserved it since it should've been focusing more on his technique rather than his personal life. Because of his mind wandering over to things unrelated to kendo he was punished, which consisted of him sitting seiza-style for an entire hour. Granted he sat like this often, but never for a whole hour, hell, he wasn't even sure if he'd be able to walk after being in such a position for so long. But he accepted it, knowing full well that he couldn't blame anyone but himself for earning it.
And so he sat, eyes closed as he tried his best to concentrate on something other than the cramps he knew were coming. The first ten to twenty minutes were fine, his foot twitching every now but it was nothing worth worrying about. But then around forty mark he really needed to get up…he knew there were only twenty minutes left, but his body was screaming at him. The blonde's leg muscles tensed painfully, Flynn having to bite down on his lower lip just to keep himself from groaning.
It was hell…Around the fifty-eight mark he heard the door behind him slide open but paid no mind to it, wanting to just count the seconds in his head so it could be over it.
"Yikes, have you been here like this for an entire hour?" Yuri asked, and the blonde could only guess by the light 'thud' next to him that he had sat down.
"Y-Yeah…It's p-punishment for spacing out too much during practice." He said while he fidgeted little, another spasm ripped through his left calf as he did so. God that one hurt…
"Spacing out? Hm…kinda makes me wonder about what…"
"Just shut up and wait for me here." Flynn said as he finally stood, completely unsteady as he walked to the changing area. His legs hurt like hell, but he knew that if he walked around a bit they'd return to normal.
Once fully dressed he made sure he smelled decent, so he took a small towel out of his gym bag and began to dab the sweat off of himself. It wasn't a long process and the end result was him smelling like, well, nothing, which was much better than the smell of drying sweat. Tucking his towel back into its proper place the blonde left, meeting up with Yuri so the two of them could go on their date. Though….it really didn't feel like a date, not that he knew what one was really supposed to feel like. He did, however, know he was supposed to be feeling something positive as he boarded the train with Yuri.
Confusion was all he really felt…His mind was still thinking about that kiss, or that fact that he was so indecisive about what he wanted and what he didn't want that it was driving him crazy. He had found that Yuri always did this to him…The raven haired male always made his body and mind confused about what it wanted, because sometime he wasn't sure if he was really okay for him to not be bothered by the things the other male did or didn't do. Ugh, he was doing it again! One person shouldn't have made him such an indecisive mess!
By the time they had reached Shibuya Flynn was far too frustrated to speak, Yuri obviously noticing since he was constantly staring at him. The blonde paid him no mind, much more preoccupied with his own thoughts than what was going on around him.
Yuri apparently didn't approve of this.
"O-Ow! Yuri, what the hell!" Flynn shouted as the other male pulled on his cheeks.
"We're on a date, so I should be the only thing on your mind right now." The raven haired male said as he pinched him harder, Flynn wincing as he did so.
"S-Sorry…but you are the only thing on my mind…constantly…"
At that moment Flynn could honestly say that was the first time he'd ever seen Yuri look genuinely surprised. It was somewhat of a relief to know that the other male was actually capable of such an emotion, it making him look…he didn't want to say attractive, but his vocabulary seemed rather limited at the moment. The raven haired male tried to compose himself, Flynn finding it to be a rather amusing sight but kept that little thought to himself.
Upon being seated Yuri wasted no time in ordering, the other male being completely predictable when he ordered nothing but sweet things. Crème brûlée cheesecake, a large fruit parfait, lychee sherbet, mint and chocolate ice cream, a slice of pound cake and a box of strawberry mochi to go was a lot by anyone standards, and since it was all off of the 'couple's menu' everything was half off (which was probably why he decided to drag him there). The only thing the blonde ordered was a cup of lychee tea, which he sipped on slowly as he watched the raven haired male eagerly awaiting his order. He was little kid, fidgeting while watching every waitress that passed them, and to this Flynn couldn't help give off a small chuckle.
"What's so funny?"
"You and your sweets, I've never seen anyone so excited over sugar. Aren't you afraid of getting fat?"
"Meh, I have a good metabolism and I work out."
"I can see that."
"Oh? Admiring my body?"
Flynn nearly chocked on his tea because of this comment, coughing a bit to loosen the liquid that had gone down the wrong pipe. Goddammit…he walked right into that one…The raven haired male merely laughed at him, Flynn completely unable to get mad at him because it was totally his fault. After calming himself down the other male's order finally came, and he had never seen one person's eyes sparkle so much.
The first thing he devoured was the sherbet, which was just as fragrant as the blonde's tea. Since it was only two scoops he took it out in a single minute, moving onto the mint ice cream once done. Much like the sherbet there wasn't much, which was probably why he coupled it with the pound cake, killing two birds with one stone. The cheesecake was passed onto him, because Yuri apparently overestimated how much he could eat and still have room for the main dish, the parfait. Flynn really didn't mind, finding the dessert to be rather delicious and he thought about ordering one to take home.
And then Yuri came to the parfait. He really couldn't help but smile as he watched the raven haired male eat spoon full after spoon full of fruit, cream, ice cream and jellies, the sheer happiness on his face becoming contagious. Reaching over the blonde wiped a small bit of cream off of Yuri's cheek using his thumb, telling him that he was making a mess of himself as he did so. While pulling his hand back he noticed that the raven haired male was giving him an odd look, digits ghosting over the spot where his hand previously was.
"Yuri…?" He asked hesitantly, not really sure what was going through his head.
"S-Sorry, it's just…no one ever done that to me before…"
Shit…he was doing it again…Yuri was now staring off through the window next to them, his eyes reflecting absolutely nothing as he completely stopped joyful eating. All the happiness that he been radiating off of him was gone now, the blonde feeling nothing but distance from the other male. Flynn really should've kept his hands to himself, if he had then the raven haired male wouldn't have looked like he did…so he needed to do something and take responsibility…
But what? He wasn't the spontaneous type, nor did he want to be, because it meant him making a fool of himself…but this time around he felt it was okay to play the fool. Reaching over he pulled Yuri forward, briefly brushing their lips together before pressing forward, lips completely connecting. It was a bit sad that the first thing he thought was how much he wanted to try the café's parfait after tasting it on the other male's lips, not that fact that he was kissing another male in public, oh no, he was thinking about food. How pathetic was he? He'd been bitching and morning about Yuri not kissing him most of the afternoon, and now that he was actually getting what he wanted he wasn't focused on it at all!
God he'd have to punish himself later on for his stupidity…maybe another hour of seiza-style sitting would do it.
The only knowledge he knew about kiss he had overheard from the other people in his class during high school (everyone in college just talked about screwing he'd come to learn), but it was very little…but regardless of this knowledge was knowledge. So what better time for him to put that knowledge to good use? Tilting his head to the slide ever so slightly he ran fingers along the other male's neck, stopping upon reaching his shoulder which he gripped slightly. Yup, that was about all he knew…any attempts he might've made from then on would've just felt awkward, not to mention the raven haired male would've sense how much effort he was putting into it and laugh his ass off.
Slowly he parted, noticing the completely stunned look on the other male's face as he sat back down. Flynn opened his mouth to say something, but quickly closed it when he found that he couldn't find a single thing to say that would progress the situation. Yuri must've felt the same since he went right back to eating his parfait, the blonde taking this as a hint to move on and. He tried to, but he was painfully uncomfortable.
And oh how uncomfortable and awkward it was, the two of them pretty much staying silence, Yuri texting away on his phone while he mentally beat himself up. Playing the fool no longer seemed like a good idea…in fact an extra two hours of seiza-style sitting seemed like a good idea. Since the night didn't seem to be going anywhere it was probably best for them to head home, which they did, in complete silence. It wouldn't have been so bad if Yuri had lived in another apartment complex since he really needed to just get away from the situation, but no, Fate decided to be a dick and set their apartment right next to each other…
Flynn had to endure the uncomfortable atmosphere surrounding the two of them all the way back to their complex. Screw Fate…just…screw it.
"Um…" Flynn finally said, breaking the awkward silence that had been building up around them. The raven haired male finally put his phone away, Flynn completely unsure what he was supposed to say after getting the other male's full attention.
"About the, um, kiss…sorry for springing it on you like that, I just…I mean-"
Flynn really didn't need to finish since the other male pulled him forward by his collar, wrapping his arms around his neck as he roughly pressed their lips together. The blonde was obviously taken aback but he recovered surprisingly quickly, pinning the raven haired male against the wall between their rooms as he returned the kiss while deepening it. They parted every now and then for air, but it was only for a slit second before going at it once more. Yuri's fingers were running through his hair while his own hand was braced against the wall, the other wrapped tightly around the other's waist.
This was much better than his half-assed attempted in the café, his mind completely blank as his senses were overwhelmed with the raven haired male. The sweet taste of his lips, the small sounds he made when he nibbled on his bottom lip (Flynn didn't know he knew that one), the feeling of heated skin again his fingers as he rubbed his lower back, the glimpses of his flushed face every now and then when he opened his eyes…everything was Yuri, Yuri, Yuri, YURI. How could one person completely take him over like that? It was almost sick and wrong how he had fallen to the raven haired male's will so easily, but it had happened…
And he was completely okay with this development…
When they finally let go of one another the blonde couldn't help but pant, finally taking in both his and Yuri's disheveled state. God had they really been going at it that hard? That seemed to be the case…and as he began to straighten himself out a strong feeling of embarrassment began to overcome him. He knew very well that people made out while in a relationship, but since his and Yuri's was such an odd one he wasn't really sure if what they had done was okay. Sure he got an odd feeling in his gut and chest whenever he became too close, but this feeling was far too vague for him to really call it attraction.
"Heh, it's about time you took the initiative," The raven haired male started as he regained his composure, "I thought I'd have to do everything in this relationship."
"…This is a relationship…right?"
"Huh?"
"I mean, I feel pretty bad if we did all of this and we don't even feel a thing for the other person…"
"Hm…so then would it be better if I said 'I love you'?"
"Only if you mean it…"
"I do mean it."
When the raven haired male was an inch away from his face he held his breath, and when Yuri said 'I love you' his chest tightened uncomfortably. He wasn't lying…Flynn could see it in his eyes, the amount of conviction they held was a bit startling at first, but then he remembered the other male never did anything half-assed. He was the kind of person that never had to think before he acted, because he knew that he was right and that was all that mattered. His heart was in his words, so all Flynn could really do was accept them.
"So do you love me?" Yuri asked, backing up a bit, but not enough for the blonde to really have space to himself.
"I guess I do…I mean I get this weird feeling whenever I'm around you and my chest hurts whenever you're too close…I've never felt that before with anyone, and- what the hell is so funny?"
"Y-You sound like a character out of a bad shoujo manga! Oh my god, I didn't think anyone really talked like that!" Yuri just laughed harder, so much so that Flynn could feel his cheeks heat up with embarrassment.
"I-I'm being serious, Yuri!"
"Sorry, I can't take anyone who talks like a fifteen year old girl seriously."
Oh god, now he had doubled over on the floor, laughing even harder and if the blonde looked close enough he swore he was crying. He was such…an ass…
"Wait, wait, wait, I'm sorry, don't go!" Yuri said as the other male roughly opened his door, the raven haired male still laughing but looked as if he was trying to control himself, "Can't you just say it a different way?"
"…Fine…I think I love you, you goddamn asshole…"
"And I know I love you, you high school girl."
The two of them were so screwed up…maybe it'd work out that way…