Happy Mother's Day! I've been inspired to write a special drabble for this occasion; so, today I bring you Mother, where Kiku thanks Yao for essentially raising him. I hope you enjoy it!
This Sunday in May was different from any other. Mother's Day was a tradition that Kiku never really understood, considering he didn't know his biological mother (or if he even had one)... until he started seeing Yao. Only then had he begun to realize how important the other man was to him. From the bright years of his childhood to adolescence and near adulthood, Kiku was with Yao. Yao had taken him in as his own, feeding him, dressing him, tending to his every need. It took almost three thousand years for Kiku to realize that Yao wasn't only like a mentor or a brother; he was almost like a mother.
Sure, Yao was undeniably male. However, the long-haired man was the closest maternal figure Kiku had ever known. He felt like he had fallen behind in showing his appreciation in previous years, but today would be different. While Yao was still sleeping, Kiku went to the nearest flower shop and bought a bundle of beautiful red carnations, wrapped in a golden bow. He hurried home and prepared a breakfast for two, carrying it into the pair's shared bedroom, and set it on the table closest to Yao so he could smell it perfectly. Perching on his side, Kiku waited for the other's eyes to crack open.
Eventually, the elder's nose twitched, and he woke. "Mmmmnnn... wha'? Somethin' smells really good... Kiku?"
With a smile, Kiku pulled the bouquet out from behind his back. "Good morning," he said. "Happy Mother's Day."
"Huh?" Yao blinked, confused, his eyes still blurry from sleep. The flowers were still just a blur to him. "Mother's Day...?"
"Yes, Yao," Kiku nodded. "I'll give you a bit more time to wake up."
Soon enough, Yao saw the flowers, and his whole face lit up. "Oh, Kiku! They're beautiful!" He took them and smelled them, grinning. "Ahhh... but I smell something else..."
"Look to your right," Kiku said, pointing over to the nightstand. Yao looked over and saw all of his breakfast favorites sitting on a tray. His face lit up even more at the sight.
"Kiku... this is wonderful... but why?"
Kiku took the flowers from Yao and set them in an already prepared vase on the opposite nightstand. "Like I said: Mother's Day. I was thinking..." A pause. "Well, you're the closest thing to a mother I've ever had. It sounds a bit odd, but it's true. I just wanted to show you how much I appreciate the way you took me in, and all..." His face went slightly pink, but Yao couldn't have been smiling wider. "You know, if I could give you all of the red carnations in the world, I would."
Yao had heard enough. He gathered the smaller man in his arms and kissed his face fervently. "I love you, my perfect little... whatever you are. Brother, son, boyfriend... I don't care. You're amazing."
Kiku went red at this. "I-I love you too, Yao... now let's eat before breakfast gets cold."
So, they shared a meal on this special Sunday in May.
This one was really short! No notes as well!
I hope you all have a wonderful Mother's Day; go hug your mom or the closest mother figure you have! Make sure they know you love them. :)