Not the most comfortable situation but it would do for now. Yasuo had so little for himself and it took a lit more time than he thought just to get a proper place to stay. With each new day and its lack of results in his search, it left him more and more distressed. Not to the point of showing it, of course but it was heavy on his mind.

Too expensive, every time. Or already taken. He visited some places a few times but it was never concluding. Yet he remembered it was crucial to go soon. Yi wouldn't shelter him forever, no matter how kind he was and the guaranty to keep him as long as he needed. To bother a friend for so long impacted his guilt, at first lightly then it increased.

So in last resort he decided to go looking for a job, to at least have some money. It would allow him to pay Yi back partially, maybe buy groceries while he stayed there. The rest would be kept for latter, when he would have to rent a room. If he found one. Please…

When he had left home it wasn't in the aim to depend on someone else. He merely wanted to go on his own and bother no one anymore.

This sunday afternoon, he learned several things. First, he would indeed need a job. Yi was taking care of his bills and seemed perfectly fine with having a guest for now. And he accepted that Yasuo would need a job, to appease his worries.

Second, he had no idea how long he would last before the latter noticed his behavior. Yasuo swore he had been found out but not yet. He wasn't so obvious but no doubt one day Yi would catch him staring for too long. Soon. He's too smart for this. Or I'm too dumb.

There was a certain effort from his side to seem normal and act like a fucking decent person. Yet he was sure at least once a day he would find himself blushing so lightly for the most stupid reasons. I really need to go out. To find someone consenting would be nice, instead of this lame reaction he had when he overthought this. Either he caught himself lingering for a few seconds too long or he completely ignored the latter. Not to the point of playing asshole to him but he looked elsewhere, did as if he wasn't falling hard for Yi. The latter had no right to be so kind with him, no matter what shitty excuses like being friends in highschool.

Only one thing could busy his thoughts and distract him, his family. A distraction indeed but not a happy one. Make a good choice : depression or useless longing ? Either one or the other, Yasuo had to chose. For him, it would be smarter to remember his deeds and calm down thinking about their mother.

So there were some nights going like this, lying down on the couch and loud thoughts making it impossible for him to get some rest. What were they doing ? It would almost make a whole month since he left home. Probably not enough to get used to it but he hoped they accepted it. Were they mad at him ? Was she still wounded by what he had said ?

It would be too useful to think about it and at last make a move. Because all this time he hadn't dared to reply yet. Not a single word since he sent a quick message to Yone then closed himself to any reaching. Yes it was dumb. He was dumb. By doing this he stopped pain for a time but he was aware it wouldn't solve the matter. Time could soothe lightly the burn but they wouldn't forget.

Yet was he ready to face it ? To face them ? It hurt just to think about it. At least by now they would have fallen in a new routine, one person less at home. To realize that and imagine tied his emotions, still too sensitive. They would adapt, just like he started to do in this temporary home.

Well done, now he was closer to tears. This was the price for peace of mind and more serious thoughts rather than the ones following Yi. Sad, agonizing but it helped him to forget his yearning for contact.

Deeply, Yasuo knew this situation wouldn't last. At some point he would have to stop coward and at last explain himself, if possible calmly. Maybe take some time, when the latter was at work, to call either Yone or their mom. Before anything happened to force him. He knew, they were stubborn and wouldn't give up so easily. They cared.

Deep breath, face burried in the pillow to choke these depressing emotions as well as himself. Yasuo changed side and kept his mind purposely empty, trying so hard to avoid anything. Next day would be better. Next day he would see Lily, hear her complain for wet food. Next day he would see Yi like every day.

Next day happened sooner than Yasuo expected, woken up without clear reason to. It happened sometimes, rarely. Maybe it was Lily, like the one time she came and stepped on him as if this was new territory. But no, right now there was no trace of her around. Mmmh sleep…

He felt quite tired and without opening his eyes it was clear the sun wasn't really up. Early morning, too early for him. He grumbled and settled to sleep more. Sadly, he couldn't. If Lily wasn't directly here to bother him, she was instead meowing somewhere in the flat. It just took him time to register this annoying noise.

Whaaaaaat… ?

Then he started thinking and remembered. Lily was used to cry in front of the door of the bathroom when it was closed. It just didn't happen much he got to hear it from the other side, since most mornings he was dead asleep. A miracle, considering how loud she was in her lament. What the fuck. Easy to guess Yi was taking his shower and it was far too early to deal with that kind of crap.

No way to fall asleep again, at least not with such background noise. A bit grumpy, Yasuo got out of 'bed' and stepped into the corridor, looking for the source of that fuss. Indeed here was Lily, far too innocent looking while she probably awoke more than one person in the building.

« Quiet, tiny peanut ! There are people sleeping, even when you're not. » Really he tried to be angry at her but all he could do was in the tone, nothing in his gestures when he joined her on the floor.

As small vengeance, he petted her for a good moment, grumbling his lost patience to a cat that was far too fluffy to be in wrong.

Maybe he looked ridiculous too, sitting on the goddamn floor in front of the bathroom door at such hour but as long as she meowed, he couldn't rest. Might as well make her life 'hell' and get a distraction.

It wasn't effective. Lily let him pet her but she resumed quickly her sad pleas for her closed territory. So Yasuo sighed, defeated. At least he found small joy in this cute session.

Soon enough he was taken out of his thoughts when the door opened and Lily rushed per habit into the bathroom. Goodbye. There she went with her inspection.

« Ah. Hello Yasuo. It's not often I got to see you at that time. »

Yi was right there, in front of him. Of course, he was taking his shower and a little responsible for Lily's 'song'. It had Yasuo looking up, getting to his feet within seconds since he was on the latter's way.

« Hey. Yeah, Lily woke me up and I tried to calm her a little. Didn't work though. » Almost laughing, because this was funny when thinking again. Then Yasuo went quiet as soon as he took a good look at the latter.

Oh. Nothing else could explain better his reaction.

Because Yi just got out of the bathroom, merely wearing trousers. No shirt. That would have been enough for Yasuo to call it a day and turn around as quick to avoid 'these thoughts' but no. He got tattoos ? Life was really trying to fuck with him, this was the ultimate proof.

Impossible to miss, dark ink ornated Yi's shoulders, almost reaching his upper arms. As soon it made him wonder it there were any on other places. But no way he could ask, this was already too long since he replied.

« Yasuo ? »

Clear, direct, it made him slap himself innerly and focus on the situation, gazing back at Yi. Oh shit. Oh fuck.

« Y-Yeah ? It's fine, gonna go back to bed now that she's quiet. Have a good day ! »

Before he could completely lose it, he left and returned to his couch. Like this, not even daring to wait for Yi's reaction or goodbye. Door pushed but not closed, he hoped that was a clear enough message not to ask further. Really impolite to leave like this but he had to, for them both. It could have gone awkward or worse, Yi could have understood what he thought about.

Shiiiiiiiiiit.

How unfair for him, to catch such a glimpse then be forced to deny himself any reaction. He shouldn't, this wasn't correct. Lying in bed, too tense, Yasuo replayed the scene again and again till he couldn't feel his own face, too hot. The need to scream was strong.

With that in mind, no way to sleep again. But he would play dead for a moment, not to face the latter so soon. Yasuo doubted he was found out but it could seem suspicious.

On the other hand, he was screwed. No way to forget this, how gorgeous Yi was. Sometimes life gave nice things, a good eyeful was appreciated but now it was time to guilt over this forever. Don't think about him like that…..

Now mornings would take a whole new meaning. And possibility.