What if # 3: College
Yogi fell on Gareki's bed with a soft groan. It was theirs really, they had shared it ever since they moved into the dorm.
"What's up, Yogi?" Gareki asked, looking up from his novel. "Don't groan like that."
Yogi sniffled softly. "I thought you loved me, Garekun!" he answered almost scandalized. "I had some trouble with that girl who crushed on me. I told you about her?"
"The crazy stalker that leaves love letters at the living room? Yes, you did," Gareki marked the page and put the book aside for later. "What did she do now?"
"Came up to me and told me she'd die if I didn't love her back. With a knife." He put his arm over his eyes and groaned once more. "When I explained to her again that I loved you and you alone she almost knifed me. Bless the gods that I am fencing my whole life. She almost gave me a scar."
Gareki put his hand on Yogi's cheek. "Are you fine? Did you tell someone else?"
"Yes and no," he smiled oddly. "She did all of that right in front of a prof I had been talking with before she interrupted me. Crazy. What a crazy girl. Why can't all girls be like Tsukumo-chan or Iva-san?"
"I think Iva is a bad example. She beat you into the ground before because she thought you were whistling after a girl."
Yogi shifted his weight until his head was on Gareki's lap. "If I had done that, I would have deserved a beating. I was already dating you. Maybe a bit less impulsive than Iva-san though."
Gareki ruffled his hair, almost absentminded. "Let's order pizza to celebrate you survival in this mad house." He proposed softly. "And check afterwards—"
It knocked on the door. Yogi whined softly. "Don't wanna…"
"Let me go. Maybe it's something important." He pushed a pillow under Yogi's head and stood up. "Stay good."
"Woof," Yogi responded sarcastically and pulled the pillow close to his body.
"Uncle!" Gareki called out when he opened the door. "Good afternoon!"
"Hello Gareki-kun, it's nice to see you." He ruffled the raven hair. "How are you? I've gotten a call about Yogi."
Yogi perked up from his pillow. "That was half an hour ago. You can't have come here from home." And buried himself into the pillow once more.
His father laughed softly. "I was in town when your mother called me. You can't begin to guess how glad we are that you started dating Gareki-kun seriously and not one of these crazy people you seem to attract otherwise."
Yogi laughed joyless and Gareki changed the subject. "We were thinking about ordering pizza to celebrate Yogi staying alive. Do you want to join us?"
"Sure, where does one order the best pizza here?" he asked, already slipping out of his coat. "Oh, I talked with your parents. We'll buy you a flat soon. This is getting too wild for our tastes."
Yogi nodded. "That'll be nice. I want a bathtub."
"You'll get one. And a new kitchen and an office. Don't worry, boys. Just keep dating," he laughed.