The next day was pretty much a decided-as-it-goes day. I didn't wake Yuki up, I only smiled at him as he lay there in the bed- that we slept in- sprawled out with his shirt riding up his back, revealing some skin, as he drooled on the pillow he was clinging to. So cute, so vulnerable, right there and mine.
Mine.
The word rang though my head like a bell, and a smile stretched across my face as I got in the shower, lathering my hair in soap and conditioner. Even though I made as much noise as a herd of elephants in the bathroom and kitchen, Yuki slept like a baby, only murmuring occasionally and turning over. He looped his leg around the pillow and buried his face into it, probably thinking it was me, and I sustained a laugh as I made myself pancakes for breakfast. I left enough batter for Yuki for when he woke up, and once I finished my meal, I left a note on the counter telling him that if he woke up, I went to the Live Bait store. We used up the worms a few days ago, and I figured we might just fish out on Briard Lake today. I hopped into my old truck and drove down the gravelly driveway, turning up the radio to some 80's rock. I tapped my hand against the steering wheel, and was flustered by the fact that my heart wouldn't stop beating. Fuck, I have a boyfriend now, and he's beautiful. I felt like I was in a world of happiness, unable to think of anything but his smile and his laugh and the way his lips felt under mine...
"'Ey, Natsuki!" I was greeted by my friend Webb, who pushed his highlighted copper-and-gold hair behind his ear. He really was a beauty, and if it weren't for my love for Yuki, I could've fallen for him. "What are you looking for today?"
"I'm just picking up some worms," I said rather quickly, rushing to the small fridge in the corner of the shop and grabbing a container. I really wanted to see Yuki when he woke up, for some reason. I tossed them on the counter quickly, only to meet Webb's green eyes and a small smile.
"What's this, Natsuki?" he cooed, leaning on his elbows, face between folded fingers. "You're in love. It's written all over your face." I was taken aback by his sudden teasing words, my heart thumping into my throat and causing me to stutter.
"Wh-what? Hah, what are you..." Though, I knew by the way he perked his eyebrows that he wasn't gonna take any excuses. I rubbed the back of my neck and felt my face burn. "... yeah... I got myself a boyfriend." The words were like honey on my lips, a sweet, wonderful phrase that I'd never get sick of saying. My boyfriend.
"Boyfriend?" Webb lifted his eyebrows and stood straighter, cocking his hip and placing his hand on it. "Ahhh, a local?" I shook my head and smiled a bit.
"A beautiful boy from Enoshima," I said lightheartedly, a bit relieved that Webb was so accepting of us, or at least, he didn't flip out and ask if I was gay, because fucking hell, stating the obvious after it's said to you is a bit dumb.
"Long distance?" Webb bit his lip as he dragged the case of worms under the scanner. "You sure you can handle that?"
"Of course I can," I puffed out my cheek slightly, handing him a wad of single dollar bills. He gave me a funny look and counted them, clicking his tongue as he did and then threw open the cash register and tapping it in. He then gave me the receipt and smirked.
"Well, don't hesitate to do anything now, Natsuki," he teased, and I blinked in shock. "After all, you don't wanna have to wait for months to give him your love, do you?"
"W-what!?" I stammered, my cheeks flushing and hands shaking. "Y-You've gotta be kidding me. Since when were you the advice-giving bartender here?" Webb only laughed.
"Tell me all the deets, asianfro!" I heard him call after me as I stalked away, huffing in embarrassment. Since when did he want in on my love life?
"Idiot," I murmured to myself as I drove back to the cabin, my mind now trailing off to when we could... do that. Yuki was so innocent and light-hearted, has he even thought about me in that way before?
When I got home, I tossed the worms in the fridge and removed my shoes, though as soon as I did, a sleepy Yuki came wandering into the living room, rubbing his eyes slightly and holding the pillow in his hand. He groaned slightly and my heart skipped a beat at his messy hair, his hazy eyes, his pink cheeks. So goddamn cute...
"Good morning, Yuki," I said gently, as if talking too loudly would scare him. He smiled a little, a simple lift of the cheeks as he slid onto a chair, the pillow on his lap as he waved his feet around like a little kid. I was noticing his little mannerisms more that we were together; I felt less awkward staring and smiling at him. It was the way lovers looked at each other, and it just felt right.
"Good morning..." Yuki's mouth gaped into a yawn, and he sighed, his shoulders slumping as he relieved some of his after-sleep exhaustion. "... It smells good, like... butter..."
"I made pancakes," I laughed, finding his morning-talk very cute and entertaining. "Would you like some?"
"With extra syrup," he commented, and right away I was tying my apron around my waist, getting the pan and swirling around the batter over the blue flame of the stove. When I glanced at Yuki, he was staring at me, his eyelids droopy and his mouth cracked slightly open. As soon as our eyes met, his cheeks turned a shade darker and he smiled goofily, making me flush and look away, adjusting my glasses self-conciously. He was so goddamn cute and I couldn't leave him alone for much longer.
"They're hot, so give them a minute." Though, of course, Yuki scarfed them down, then proceeded to chug the orange juice and milk, except he spilt some of the milk on his shirt, leaving a cute little stain and a wet dribble down his chin. Of course, before he wiped it off, I was leaning over the counter, licking it off and gazing into his eyes. As soon as I pulled away, he turned the deepest shade of red I've ever seen and bolted to the bathroom, claiming that he needed to take a shower right then and now. I bought his excuse to run and hide somewhere, laughing as the bathroom door shut and the water was turned on.
About 10 minutes later, I was simply reading a magazine on the couch when a meek voice squeaked behind me, calling my name. I turned around, seeing dark red hair- plastered to his forehead from being wet- shimmering gray eyes, and... dark pink cheeks. You could see his small, slender fingers holding the door open just enough, and I noticed his shoulder, side and hip... bare. I swallowed and blushed, trying not to stare as much as I was. "Yeah?"
"I... left my clothes in the room. C-could you get some for me? Anything is fine," he seemed extremely embarrassed by this, and I chuckled, placing the magazine on the couch and standing up, going into the room and finding his bag. I shuffled through it, finding a shirt, shorts and... I smirked as I picked a pair of boxers, tempted to wiggle them at Yuki to fluster him but instead I folded them up in a nice little pile and carried them over. Yuki opened the door just a little more, and I could see him in the mirror behind him, his shoulders, back and...
"Thanks!" the door slammed shut, and I was standing there, shaking and blushing deeply at what I just saw. Butt-naked Yuki. Butt-fucking naked and I could only stand there in shock. I covered my mouth in embarrassment and slowly walked away, back to the couch where I opened the magazine and started reading it upside down, my hands trembling and heart racing. No way could I read about the biggest musky recorded in the Three Lakes chain when I just saw Yuki's bare ass and pretty much half of him. I tossed the magazine aside and sat there, running my fingers through my hair as I took shaky breaths in and out.
Not much time passed and the door opened again to reveal a clothed Yuki, who came over and sat down next to me, with drying hair that smelled of shampoo and minty breath. It was all too much for me, and I glanced over to him with dark eyes. He smiled at me, probably trying to think of something to say, but before he could I was kissing him, one hand running through his damp hair.
A gentle moan rumbled in his throat, and I could feel it on my lips, but that wasn't enough. I pushed my tongue through, gently sliding it against his and stroking his hair before pushing him down on the couch, hovering over him and kissing him all along his jaw and neck. Yuki let out a small squeak, his hands shaking and hips lifting. His mouth was sharp, tasted of fresh mint and toothpaste, and it was so strong and overwhelming that I moaned myself. I let my hand trail down to the small of his back, where I held him tenderly. My hands itched to go lower, and then suddenly he fell down and I gasped, my hands lifting up and gripping the leather couch.
I forgot how slippery the tile was, and how the couch wasn't actually connected- as in, if you sat on the seam where the cushions were spit, the entire couch split in half and slid apart. Well, I found myself stretched out like a plank on top of Yuki, while Yuki was curved under me like the letter 'u', back to the floor. He looked up at me in shock and then started to laugh, and I laughed as well, slowly pushing myself up and allowing Yuki to get out of the couch-sandwhich.
"I need to get pads for the feet of this couch," I commented after the laughing dispersed. "So that they don't slip around like this." Yuki laughed again, and I noticed his cheeks turn pink once again.
"S-still," he murmured, "... that felt good..." I stared at him as if I didn't believe my own ears. He glanced up at me with those silver eyes, his knees pushing together and teeth gently pushing down on his lip. I almost lost it right there, but decided to lean over and kiss him sweetly on the lips, lacing our fingers together and standing up, pulling Yuki with me. He looked up in confusion, and I guided him to the door.
"C'mon, let's walk in the forest," I suggested, sliding on my shoes and letting him get into his crocs. We walked outside, heading down my driveway, holding hands as the tall trees surrounded us. I took in a deep whiff of the evergreen scent, letting the various calls of wild birds echo in my mind. We talked about home, how the sounds here were so different compared to those in Enoshima, and yet they were both oddly comforting. I was glad to know Yuki admired the North American forests as much as I did.
The afternoon went by fast. We walked through the forest, got lost for a bit and ended up laying in a small valley of grass, spotting some wild deer and staying as quiet as we could to watch it. We looked closely at various plants and spiderwebs, looking at the small spiders that sat in waiting for prey. Occasionally, we'd toss in a small leaf to see the spider rush over to where the source of vibrations came from, only to get pissed and push it out of the web. Yuki would giggle in amusement and go off somewhere, finding pinecones and different leaves and rocks.
We finally were reaching home, Yuki proudly carrying a large stick and using it as a walking cane. I took the chance to come up behind him, hugging him quickly from behind, around the waist, and lifted him up. He squeaked and thrashed at first, waving the stick around but I only laughed, spinning him around and placing him down, only to spin him around again and plant a kiss on his forehead. He blushed as I wrapped my arm around his waist, walking next to him as we came back to the house, and smiling with warm eyes as he reluctantly left the stick outside.
I made us both cheese sandwiches, which Yuki ate savagely, making me think that I was starving him. He claimed I wasn't, only that he was hungry at that moment. I took his word, and we changed into swimsuits, going out to the lake behind us.
Briard Lake had a policy of no speedboats, only paddles and small motors that don't cause a wake. Because of this, it was easy to go swimming in, because you didn't have to worry about dangerously fast boats coming down the channel. Yuki ran down the dock, laughing as he did a cannonball into the water, landing with a giant splash and causing some nearby ducks to fly away in shock. Yuki sprouted out from the water, laughing and shaking his hair around. "Come in already!" He waved around, and I laughed, sliding in much more calmly and wading over to Yuki until I couldn't feel my feet. I swam out to him, wrapping my arms around his waist and resting my forehead against his before kissing him softly. Yuki's arms and legs stilled for a moment, and he started to sink before panicking and breaking away, flailing them around and knocking me in the ankles.
"Yuki, Yuki," I cooed, gently holding his arms and holding him above the water. "Calm down." He blushed and smiled a little.
"S-sorry," he apologized, "I thought I was drowning..." I smiled and pecked his lips again, before flicking some water up to splash him in the nose. He splashed back, and within seconds we were in full-on splash fight, shoving gallons of water at each other with both hands at full power.
"You're not gonna win!" He challenged, slamming his hands in the water and causing a flurry of water to blur my vision.
"You're on!" I called back loudly over the maniac water fight, getting on my back and splashing with both my legs and arms. Finally I gave up, letting Yuki claim victory. He laughed and swam over to me, tackling me in a hug and pushing my back to the sand. We were close to the dock again, in the shallowest part of the lake, and I smiled up at him as he tried to gain his breath. And before I could do it, he leaned down and kissed me, nuzzling our noses together before rolling off, sitting in the water and playing with the sand underneath. I smiled and sat up, sighing deeply and now watching as the sun began to sink behind the tall pine trees.
"Ocean sunsets are one thing," I murmured, "but lake sunsets have their own beauty." Yuki grunted in agreement, and before I knew it, our hands bumped together underwater. Yuki's cheeks were red, and a small smile tugged on the corners of my mouth, knowing that he was searching for my hand. I slipped our fingers together, squeezing his hand as we watched the sun sink lower and lower.
Once we headed inside, I offered Yuki the shower first, letting him rinse himself off and cleanse himself from the lake water. Webb's words rang in my mind, reminding me that we only had 3 days left. I rubbed my lips together and slipped into the bathroom, sliding off my swimming trunks and stepping in the shower, surprising Yuki, who squeaked and instantly cowered, trying to avoid my eyes.
Though, I gazed over his body, every inch of it before pulling him close and hushing him before kissing him, the water allowing our mouths to fit together more smoothly. We were so close; Yuki's body flaming hot, his hands shaking and his eyes fluttering closed, but we both ended up simply standing next to each other, rinsing off and getting out, drying off and standing side-by-side in the mirror, playfully pushing each other aside for space to comb our hair.
As much as I wanted to have sex with Yuki, I wanted to wait. I wanted it to be perfect for him, and I didn't even have the right supplies. That was for the store tomorrow, and plus, Yuki was exhausted- he flopped into the bed and looked up at me, begging me to come sleep with him, and those eyes were irresistible. I climbed into bed with him, wearing a loose t-shirt and boxers. Yuki wore his own boxers but he was wearing one of my shirts, which fit him nice but was still a bit baggy, and it was the cutest thing I've ever seen. I pulled him close to me, breathing in the scent of his hair and kissing his forehead again before we both fell asleep, smiling as our heartbeats soothed each other to sleep.