Disclaimer: Just read the ones before this.

Author's Note: This chapter taught me that pointing randomly at the back of the Neverending Story movie box is really not a good way to pick your word. Also Thank you two Kuroi and Shiroi for reviewing, you guys are the best!

Shimmering:

Gakuto derived an immense enjoyment from teasing Oshitari about his love of romance novels and movies. Often Gakuto would tell the other that the offensive items would turn the bluenette into a sappy, mushy girl.

Secretly, however, Gakuto was glad that his boyfriend liked romances. Their influence, Gakuto believed, was what led to the nights spent in Oshitari's bedroom; the scent of roses filling the air and the soft shimmering of candle light illuminating his boyfriends face. The nights where they took it slow, Oshitari ensuring Gakuto's complete bliss. The nights Oshitari whispered nonsensical words of love into Gakuto's ear as they ascended towards completion. The nights when they would just lay in each others arms after they were spent; talking softly and exchanging sweet kisses.

He would never admit it out loud, but Gakuto liked those nights the most.