Earthmover
Author's Note: Enjoy the story and R&R.
Disclaimer: I do not own anything related to or of the Yu-Gi-Oh! ZEXAL series.
Pairing: Established Yuma x Shobee.
Summary:
Aggravation and happiness go hand in hand for Tsukumo Akari.
Yuma didn't know how those guys in Shobee's class could've ever called him weak. Did it make THEM feel BIG to size him up, crossing their arms and hiding behind their sunglasses like losers, when (according to Shobee's account) one of them was even shorter than Shobee?
They were probably the sort of asshats that'd get a laugh out of kicking a puppy! Though…He wasn't comparing Shobee to a defenceless puppy.
Shobee led. He didn't take orders.
The thought of them pressing Shobee's hair whilst mocking him made Yuma mad. It'd been his man and regular Duel opponent they'd manhandled!
Mind you, they did this to Shobee when he was in elementary. It wasn't a recent thing.
"Let it go, Yuma," the older Tsukumo chided, swapping skillfully between her coffee and touch pen at flawless intervals.
"I'm not letting this go, Akari-neechan! I'm getting their names from Shobee! Then I'm gonna track 'em down to where they are now to –!"
His childish self-appointed mission riled his sister, not yet sufficiently caffeinated in the morning to stand his latest outrage. (Boy, was she leaning in to that reporter stereotype!)
"Kids do stupid stuff at that age. You did. And isn't he just going to go nuts you're fighting his battles for him?"
"Shit! You're right! Shobee wouldn't like that! It'd be like I'm saying he's small! Damn it, what do I do?"
"Nothing. Little hothead rolled right up and you failed to notice."
They were both hotheads, always running into situations without proper reflection.
"SH-SHOBEE?"
Everybody underestimated him. Yes, Shobee's height limited his reach – and if Entertainment Duels weren't confined to ARC-V, his hand wouldn't approach an Action Card, to be sure – but damn if Shobee didn't have some brute arm strength!
Brute as in brutal. Not brutalist, as in ugly architecture.
Shobee's power easily kept Yuma level on the furniture whenever they made out. There wasn't a man who moved the earth and rocked Yuma's world more.
As far as their physical relationship, moving the earth and rocking his world were self-explanatory.
Beyond that, Yuma watched his city expand before his very eyes. But not with the overindulgent excesses of Mr. Heartland. With the quality workmanship of Shobee's construction firm.
Actually, that had a physical component too. On site, the ground would be shaking under Yuma's feet, horns going off around him.
Akari's aggravation was a horn as Shobee employed his arm strength to drive Yuma's engagement ring back against the kitchen counter. He'd need to lower Yuma or pull up a chair to stand on to reach Yuma's lips, but…
Yuma did stupid stuff at any age, only he was her brother, so…She took her attention off the headline "Mr. Heartland Alive? Ex-Mayor Spotted Streaking by Poka Poka Restaurant!" for a second to be happy for him.