The Sign's Background On Their Phone: Cancer - the night sky or cancer with a friend
Takao wasn't sure exactly when it had started, but as of late, Shin-chan seemed to be unusually pleased when fiddling with this phone. Takao had first brushed it off, assuming it to be a funny text or something of the sort. But it kept happening, and Takao's curiosity was getting the better of him. And to see so many smiles - as small as they may be - from Shin-chan over someone who wasn't Takao, he couldn't help but be a little jealous. He wanted to be the one to put a smile on Shin-chan's face.
A week into this whole Shin-chan-smiles-too-much-at-his-phone thing, an opportunity presented itself to Takao. Midorima was sitting at his desk, staring at his phone again, that same slight smile tugging at the corners of his lips. Seeming to be unaware of Takao's presence, he took the chance and approached Midorima.
"What'cha looking at?" he asked brightly, popping up behind Midorima and peering interestedly over his shoulder.
"Takao, when did you-" Startled, Midorima fumbled and dropped his phone, which snapped shut and hit the ground with a loud clatter. Takao didn't need to look at his boyfriend's face to know he was flustered.
"Hmm? What's this?" he teased, snatching it up before Midorima could even begin to reach for it. Flipping it back open, he peered at the screen, prepared for the worst. He had considered the idea of Midorima having an affair, but what he found on the screen was nothing close to what he expected.
Instead of flirty messages, he only saw a picture of himself and Shin-chan, but it was one that he'd never seen before.
He was fast asleep, with Midorima beside him. The two of them were in bed, the messy sheets making obvious what they'd done the previous night.
Instead of flirty messages, he only saw a picture of himself and Shin-chan, but one that he'd never seen before.
He was fast asleep, with Midorima beside him. The two of them were lying in bed, their hair messy. Takao had a content expression despite the fact that he was in deep sleep, seeming very comfortable snuggled up against Midorima.
Midorima's gaze, on the other hand, lingered on his lover beside him. The way he was looking at his sleeping boyfriend was a look Takao rarely saw himself - it was a certain mix of pure adoration and affection. The softness in his expression made Takao's chest tighten almost painfully.
"Shin-chan, what..." He looked up from the phone to its owner, who was now sporting a rather prominent blush. "What is this?"
"What do you think it is, you fool?" Midorima snipped.
A long moment of silence hung over them, but Takao soon found his voice.
"What the hell?" Takao exhaled, half a sigh of relief, half an embarrassed chuckle. "Shin-chan, you're too cute."
"Shut up." Midorima huffed.
Takao couldn't help but laugh. His worries had been unfounded, and he really did feel foolish. His insecurities melted away, and as they did, he leaned in to plant a chaste kiss to his boyfriend's cheek.
Blush flaring back up again, Midorima glared at Takao, who only laughed and kissed him again, this time on the lips.