as time goes by
by omi
Atobe stared critically at his reflection in the full length mirror. It wasn't as if he lacked confidence in his appearance, of course not, the very thought was absurd. He was an Atobe after all.
But still... Atobe took a step closer to the mirror. There were certain Facts of Life that had to be faced after thirty years had come and gone.
Like the slightest sprinkling of silver amidst his still-thick hair that weren't there a year ago. Or the small network of wrinkles around his eyes that sprang into being when he smiled or frowned. To Atobe's greatest regret, his skin no longer possessed the same dewy perfection it was in his youth, even with judicious applications of some really expensive lotions.
At least his body was still in good shape. While he may not weigh the same as he did when he was twenty, practically all the extra weight was pure muscle, thought Atobe complacently as he ran his fingers past taunt six-pack abs. An hour every morning in the gym, and two hours playing with Munehiro in the afternoon, every day for the past six years, had kept him in tip-top condition.
And really, what was a couple of grey hairs and wrinkles? In fact, Atobe rather thought they gave his face a certain distinction. He ran his fingers through his hair one final time, making sure it fell into place perfectly, and reached for his robe.
He tied the sash in a smooth, but not too tight knot, and studied his reflection for a moment longer before stepping out of his dressing room and into the bedroom where his lover awaited.
Tezuka looked up at his approach. "What, no sartorial surprise? No ruffles? No purple feather boa?" he asked in mock surprise.
Atobe sniffed haughtily. "Perfection does not require embellishment." He paused, then added somewhat ruefully, "But at our age, it does take more time."
Tezuka smiled, his eyes bright with amusement and some other emotion. "Good point," he agreed.
"So," said Atobe. "Here we are again."
"Hn."
They stood there, just one meter apart, one clad in a white robe, the other with just a towel casually wrapped around his hips.
And then they fell upon each other, had mind-blowing sex, and a few months later adopted two more children since Munehiro wanted siblings, and they all lived happily ever after.
fin