Disclaimer – I own nothing; even the slash is practically writing itself...
Outfits – Yuri's normal outfit and Flynn's Captain/Commandant Uniform
A/N – I'm not sure this really goes with the rest of the stories here since its their normal clothes, but I didn't feel like making it a stand-alone.
Firsts
Flynn hated to admit it, but the first time he saw Yuri back in his civilian clothes on the day Yuri left the Knights, it was all Flynn could do to keep from staring.
Yuri looked good. All the extra exercise he'd been getting as a Knight had filled out Yuri's arms and legs. So while Flynn had seen Yuri wear the outfit a few times before, it had never clung to the raven-haired teen quite like this.
Later, Flynn couldn't quite account for how he'd managed to say goodbye to Yuri without tripping over his words and making a complete idiot of himself.
There was something else, though, besides the way the clothes looked on Yuri that had changed. A subtle sort of confidence was being exuded from him. Yuri knew he'd made the right choice for himself and it showed.
In that moment, as Yuri walked away, Flynn knew he was in trouble again and it was all Yuri's fault. He just had to go and fall in love with that idiot best friend of his.
Yuri had always found Flynn attractive, but there was something about seeing Flynn in armor that always left Yuri feeling sort of hot and bothered. Particularly in that new uniform...
If Flynn had invited Yuri to stay that night, the first time Yuri saw him wearing it, then Yuri would have followed him into the tent and jumped him. Only they were both so upset over the circumstances surrounding Ragou's pardon that Flynn didn't notice the way Yuri looked him over and Yuri figured, considering what he was planning to do to Ragou, he wasn't really good enough for Flynn anyway.
But that didn't mean Yuri couldn't fantasize about Flynn in that gorgeous new armor and wishing... wishing he was good enough... wishing that Flynn loved him the way he loved Flynn...
This was a first, really.
The two men lay out on the grass, laughing together tiredly. Usually, whenever Yuri seemed to beat Flynn the tables would turn at the last second and Flynn would emerge the victor. Though Yuri had figured he was well passed due a win against the blond, he hadn't expected to actually get one.
"This is ridiculous," Flynn sighed softly.
Giving his friend an odd look, Yuri asked, "what is?"
"Us... the way we keep avoiding what's really going on between us."
"I... I'm not really sure I get what you mean," Yuri admitted.
Flynn rolled over so that he was straddling Yuri and then leaned over, pressing a kiss to Yuri's mouth.
Groaning, Yuri surrendered to the kiss... and to Flynn as well.
That guy... always had to turn things around for an unexpected win, didn't he?