Author's Note: Look another update, just like I promised~ Even earlier than I said too! All the chapters are finito and already uploaded(but not updated). 3 More reviews and I might post them earlier~
Not that Miharu wasn't really happy to be held by Yoite, in fact he often fell just so that Yoite would hold him up and help him more often. But being pressed against him like this for so long was making it hard to stay... neutral. And while gently tugging himself out of Yoite's arms, he happened to look down. What he saw didn't look right at first, not that he knew how exactly. But there was no way Miharu was going to bring it up and crush the whole evening of bathing fun. If he said anything too wrong, he'd chase Yoite away.
He sat down on the edge of the tub, testing the water quickly before looking back up at Yoite. "Hot baths make it easier to fall asleep afterwards because it's so relaxing, but you can fall asleep in the tub if you're not careful, right?" Miharu stole another glance, unable to help himself.
Yoite didn't seem to notice, he was just looking down at Miharu with a dead expression on his face. Which only made Miharu talk more. He was trying to loosen Yoite up after all! "I'm glad were taking a bath together, Yoite. We spend a lot of time together recently, but I've never seen you bathe. I thought maybe you were doing it in the middle of the night alone or something! But-"
"It doesn't bother you?" Yoite cut in, still looking very stern and solemn, but the suddenness of him speaking let Miharu know it was a touchy subject they were speaking about now.
"There isn't anything about Yoite that bothers me," he said, glancing at the scar on his neck then at the black ash marks all over his torso, hands and down his legs. "Or-"
Yoite bent over, pulling Miharu's chin up towards his face with his left hand and leaning onto the lip of the tub where Miharu was sitting with the right. "Nothing? Nothing about me bothers you at all? There isn't anything you want to say?"
Miharu was startled and wide-eyed, he could hear the uncertainty in Yoite's voice now and see it in his eyes because they were so close, nearly touching. It made him want to cry. Not because Yoite was yelling at him in anger, but because Yoite was expecting to be rejected and wasn't sure how to handle not being rejected.
"Yoite! I-!" his eyes clouded, but he wanted to get it out quickly, before he was really crying. "I want to know everything about Yoite! The reason behind your wish, your past and why your scars exist! Why Kira!" He was crying now, having a hard time continuing to speak. But at least Yoite had backed off him a small bit, no longer holding his chin so tightly, but not letting go yet either.
"But I know," he continued once he could again, "that I can't get that close to you, Yoite. I'll grant your wish like I promised. So don't... don't look at me so confused. I'll... I'll love everything that you show me. No matter what."
Somehow it felt good to let all of that go. Because he'd been worried and ashamed of his feelings for Yoite. Especially since, his wish directly countered Yoite's. Only one of them would be able to grant their wish in the end. But that was okay, Miharu loved Yoite and he would grant his wish even if it made him sad and empty for the rest of his life.
And between these extra thoughts and the end of his sobbing speech, Miharu leaned up a bit aiming for Yoite's mouth. It wasn't quite a kiss, only Miharu's ragged breath touched Yoite's lips. That was all the height the short kid could get from the tub edge. But it told Miharu all he needed to know.
There was no kiss back.