.a.n.: So this wasn't a pairing I liked initially, just because both Fuji and Yukimura's personalities seem to alike, but unemoineau was looking for it so I gave them a shot. Actually, two, since this is my second and I felt like my first was too random. XD They really do make for interesting dynamic though, now that I think about it... Please take good care of me!
.d.i.s.c.l.a.i.m.e.r.: Bah. Not...mine. :twitch:
Title: Lionize
Pairing: FujiYuki
Rating: PG13
lionize (LY-uh-nyz) transitive verb: to treat or regard as an object of great interest or importance.
It's one of those days, Fuji decides, trailing a hand through Yukimura's hair, when the stress of things not done weighs on your chest, but isn't heavy enough to merit any motivation. It's one of those days where staying in bed is preferable to getting up, and any getting up will be done in pajamas and slow, lethargic steps while a breakfast consisting of cold milk and cereal grows soggy on the counter. It's one of those lazy-busy days that will inevitably end in a busy night, frantically trying to finish the work earlier forgotten; but that's all okay right now, while Yukimura's still sleeping like an angel on his lap.
"Syuusuke," Yukimura murmurs, "what time is it?"
"Too late," Fuji replies, and twirls one lock around his finger. "Feel up to walking to the kitchen?"
Yukimura stretches his muscles, still weak from his long hospital stay, and smiles approvingly. It's one of those days, he decides, when his poor, overused legs will get a change to rest and the therapist won't come to call, when he can sit at the counter and swirl soggy Cheerios round and round while Fuji patters around the kitchen looking for the sock they lost last night. It's one of those days when the first six hours promise to be as relaxing as a good night's sleep, which is much needed since not much sleep was gotten last night.
"Cheerios?" Yukimura asks, sitting at the counter.
"Here," Fuji pours, "Anything else?"
"Milk," Yukimura smiles, "check. Spoon. Check. Cereal. Check. Syuusuke?"
Fuji bends down for a kiss.
"Check."
There's something special about being shut away in their own little world, despite the angry shouts and loud crashes from next door and the vendor down the street, trying to sell his rotten goods. The cereal will sit half-eaten in the bowl, after both he and Fuji have eaten a fourth of it, and they'll cuddle on the couch with a good book and alternate reading as the other naps. Fuji will get up and make lunch if Yukimura's hungry, but most of the time they're not since their stomachs are full of good words. There are hours until night, hours until they have to join the world again.
"That was an unexpected twist," Yukimura smiles, and Fuji wakes up.
"Mm?"
"Well, Tristan told Melanie tha-"
There's a hand clapped over Yukimura's mouth, and Fuji is smiling dangerously.
"Are you trying to ruin the book for me?"
Yukimura bites a finger playfully, and laughs.
"It wouldn't be fun if I didn't."
It's one of those days that turns into one of those nights, one of those days that's gentle, slow, and kind, one of those rare rare days that are best spent on the sofa or bed or couch, reading, sleeping, talking, but most of all, loving. It's just one of those days, and they know to cherish it.
.a.n.: The quiet couple. :sighs happily: Hope you enjoyed.
