Day: 25

Challenge: Gazing into each other's eyes

Pairing: Gouenji x Fubuki

Rating: T

Word count: 397

Warnings: Siscon Gouenji; submissive Fubuki.

Disclaimer: I don't own Inazuma Eleven.

Author's note: Merry Christmas. Please enjoy.

They were currently sitting on the couch together, curled up, again, into each other, each cradling a mug of hot chocolate in their hands.

Fubuki cast a glance at their tiny Christmas tree, sitting on the windowsill with its small glimmering lights and softly sparking glitter, and, beyond the mini-tree, the dark, dim-lit streets below them, covered with a light dusting of snow, with the promise of more to come the following morning.

It was going to be perfect. What could be better than a snowy day on Boxing Day?

Smiling, Fubuki automatically shifted his head to, once again, search for that familiar crook underneath Gouenji's chin, sliding into the familiar place and snuggling up to the taller teenager's chest.

"Shirou…?"

"Hm?" Fubuki momentarily looked up to Gouenji, suddenly entranced by those liquid, dark brown eyes, expressing so little yet expressing so much, just like all those years ago, and he couldn't help but just stare back at his husband, letting himself drown in those dark, warm depths. He felt a small shiver go down his back when their eyes met in full force, and he found himself engaged in a staring contest with his husband.

A ring from the phone in the next room snapped the two from their strange game, and Fubuki raced to answer it. Smiling at the contact number, he punched the speaker button and yelled for Gouenji to come in. "Hello, Yuuka-chan~ Merry Christmas~"

"Hi, Shirou-nii! Merry Chirstmas! Is onii-chan here?"

"YUUKAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!"

"ONII-CHANNNNNNNNNNNN!"

"Merry Christmas, Yuuka. Did you have fun with Toramaru?"

"Yeah! It was great! I'm on my way home, Tora-kun is giving me a lift."

"Alright. Be safe."

"Got that. Merry Christmas, onii-chan. I love you."

"Love you too, Yuuka. Merry Christmas. Get home as soon as possible, alright? It's getting late. Don't make Dad worry."

"Okay! Goodnight, onii-chan, Shirou-nii~"

"Goodnight, Yuuka."

"Goodnight, Yuuka-chan~"

The connection was cut, and hands suddenly cupped Fubuki's face, forcing him to look up. Fubuki raised his eyes, and was greeted with the full-blown force of Gouenji's own brown orbs.

"Merry Christmas, Shirou," Gouenji whispered, his eyes almost burning with the intensity of something, before he brought their lips crashing together in a sudden burst of hot passion.

"Merry Chirstmas to you too," Fubuki mumbled into the kiss, before surrendering all control completely to his lover… just this rare once, because it was Christmas.

End

Author's note: Merry Christmas. Please review and tell me what you think. Early happy boxing day.