Sometimes, the brink is the only thing that pulls back to the center of gravity.

Shuuichi knocked on the door.

Yuki kept typing as it opened.

"Yuki?"

Shuuichi pushed the door open.

"Yuki?"

He frowned.

"Won't you look at me?"

Yuki's fingers stopped and he turned towards the door.

"I… uh…" He exhaled.

Yuki's right eyebrow rose.

"Come sit with me," he said - his voice cheerful but his face miserable.

Yuki nodded to the chair next to him. "Why don't you just sit in your usual seat here, brat?"

"I don't want to."

Yuki turned back to the laptop.

"Yuki…" Shuuichi said, his expression crumpling further. Why is it so hard to get your attention? Why do I have to try so hard to stop being lonely? People in love shouldn't be lonely in each others' presence! This is wrong!

"Shut up, idiot."

Shuuichi blinked. "Did I say that out loud?" he said, pointing at himself in confusion.

"No, you whined it like a five-year-old girl."

Shuuichi's jaw dropped. "YOU'RE SO MEAN!"

Yuki ignored the fact that Shuuichi started crying dramatically like a chibi character from some anime with fountains for tears. Many seconds later, when he didn't stop and walk out, Yuki turned back to Shuuichi. "Would you-" He stopped.

Shuuichi was on his knees, one arm limp and the other over his eyes, shoulders hunched and body shaking from sobs as his tears fell to the parquet floor.

He couldn't move. His brain was… blank. No complete word formed in his head. What's… going on? It was like the thin string that tied logic to him had snapped.

In a panic, Yuki found his legs carrying him towards the kitchen. His hands moved automatically as through his brain has given his spinal cord the permission for all decisions concerning motor activities.

Shuuichi's head throbbed. He couldn't stop if his life depended on it. A smell woke his senses a little bit. He stopped and looked up ahead of him, sniffing. He looked down, blinking.

A mug of hot chocolate? He looked to his right.

Yuki was crouched next to him, holding the mug out.

"For me?" He blinked, pointing at himself.

Yuki nodded once.

Shuuichi held it. They stayed that way, on the floor. Shuuichi smelled the hot chocolate, his headache gone instantly.

Yuki's eyes were glued on him. He looked at Shuuichi smelling the chocolate and relaxing. He warmed when Shuuichi kissed his cheek and sipped some hot chocolate. He lowered himself to an Indian style sitting position and watched Shuuichi drink, occasionally gasp, hiccup and giggle.

When the hot chocolate was gone, Shuuichi held the mug out. Yuki looked at it. I have to clean it too? He scowled mentally, taking it. He straightened up and went to return the mug to the kitchen. He turned to return to the study when he was met by the image of Shuuichi leaning on the hallway's edge, looking at him expectantly. He's even trying not to show emotion, he mentally scoffed. Of all the lovers in the world, I get the most energetic pink fur ball of emotional turmoil!

He frowned. Why do I love him?

Shuuichi's face fell. Is he going to yell at me now?

Remind me why I'm a sucker for those eyes again? He sighed and approached Shuuichi. Don't look at me like that, brat. He leaned forward and kissed the soft, pink lips. When he pulled back, the violet eyes opened once more, very slowly.

"Idiot. Don't cry. I hate it when you cry. You should only smile. Nothing is worth your tears, silly pink brat."

A gasp escaped Shuuichi's lips. Yuki… loves my smile. His eyes welled up once more.

Great going, fucktard. You were supposed to stop tears not cause them, Yuki chastised himself mentally.

"Yuk-"

Yuki, surprised, froze as Shuuichi threw himself at Yuki and wrapped his arms around Yuki's waist tightly, burying his face in the crook of his neck.

Slowly, Yuki brought his hands down, resting his arms around Shuuichi.

"Sit with me," muffled words came through his shirt.

Minutes later found Yuki sitting silently next to Shuuichi, watching some silly show muted. Neither of them was really paying attention enough to realize it was muted.

"Yuki?"

Yuki grunted.

"Why did you make hot chocolate?"

Yuki stayed silent for a few seconds before answering. "How do you refuel a hyperactive ball of energy?"

Shuuichi sulked.

"It wasn't an insult."

Shuuichi grinned. "Does that mean you like my energy?"

Yuki rolled his eyes.

"Hey, hey! Yu-ki! Say it! Say you love my energy! Please!" Shuuichi sang.

Yuki sighed. "Shut up, brat."

"Aw… but you love my energy!"

Yuki remained quiet and glared at the screen which had some stupid add about a comic named 'Gravitation'. What kind of dork would name a comic 'Gravitation' anyway?

"Oh! Yuki! I HAVE TO GET THAT COMIC!!"

"No you don't."

"Oh, but there's this character, he's so hot, Yuki! He's the strong and silent type! And he's blonde and cute and adorable! And he feeds the cat under the apartment and doesn't like celery! HE'S JUST LIKE YOU, YUKI!"

Yuki cringed. "I'm going," he said, attempting to get up. He stopped at the tug at his sleeve. He turned and was caught by the welled wide, violet eyes. Goddamn it! Those looks should be illegal!

"I'm sorry… Please don't go! I won't get the comic… Just… don't leave…"

"I'll be in my study, idiot."

"Sit with me."

Yuki sighed and slumped back into his seat, ignoring Shuuichi's starry eyes. If he ever finds out the power of those eyes… I'm a goner.

"Yuki… tell me you love my energy."

"That's it," Yuki said, pushing Shuuichi off.

"Noooooo!" Shuuichi whined, clinging.

Yuki exhaled and groaned mentally.

Like that Shuuichi slept.

When he woke, he sat up, looking around. "Yu…"

He blinked as his eyes fell on the coffee table.

"Gravitation… Gravitation… GRAVITATION!" He squealed and grabbed it, running into the study where Yuki was typing furiously on his laptop. "Wheeee!! YUKI! THANK YOU! THANK YOU! THAAAAAANK YOU!!!! I LOVE YOU!!!"

Yuki allowed himself to get glomped, his fingers never stopping. Shuuichi finally let go and sat on the chair next to Yuki, reading through the comic.

"OH MY GOD! YOU'RE SO MEAN!"

Yuki turned to him. "Huh?"

Shuuichi was crying a fountain like a chibi from some anime. Seconds later, he was once again immersed into the comic once more. Yuki rolled his eyes, relaxing in relief. Damn turmoil of emotions…! Why the hell do I love him again?

"BWAHAHAHAHA!"

Yuki jumped.

"He didn't know the name of his crush that he was so madly in love with from the first sight! WHAT A LOSER!"

Sound familiar? Yuki thought, raising an eyebrow. The corners of his mouth lifted as he returned to the task at hand, occasionally glancing at his lover for warm reassurances of his presence. Because with him, I'm never lonely.

He reached over and ruffled Shuuichi's hair before placing a kiss on his head and returning to his work. Shuuichi blinked and turned to him, completely forgetting about the comic book. Yuki… Shuuichi's heart bubbled and he exhaled contently, getting lost in his gaze to his lover. Yuki loves me. He smiled brightly, lost in thoughts of happiness and fuzzy fluff.