Fictober 2019 Day 22 - Prompt: Soft
Title: Soft
Fandom: Shiritsu Bakaleya Koukou
Pairing: Mashima Kaito / Mikuni Fuuta
A/N: Day 22 of the Fictober Challenge I decided to try (here) .
Day 22 - Soft
“It’s dawn.”
Kaito lifts his head slightly, dozed off a tiny bit from where he’s sitting on the rooftop, but Fuuta is right. His friend leans his head back, holding tightly onto the blanket they’re sharing, wrapped it around them when it was still dark, and a little colder. It looks beautiful, the sky, even to someone like Kaito, who never really stops to appreciate those things.
But Fuuta does, a lot more than him, he always does. He’s a quiet observer, anchors Kaito to reality when needed, holds him still and freezes time when he feels that Kaito is rushing a little too much through things.
They heard about it, the night with all the shooting stars, and even though they didn’t manage to see a lot, it still felt nice, up there on Kaito’s rooftop. None of them wanted to get back down to his apartment, and Kaito’s brother didn’t really come up to scold them, either.
“It’s nice.” He comments, snuggling closer to Fuuta so that they don’t have to pull the blanket left and right, and his friend makes himself more comfortable too, resting his head against Kaito’s arm. “Are you cold?”
“I’m fine. Do you want to go down and sleep a bit before school?”
“…no.” Kaito replies, because now, he feels warmth, just that. He doesn’t feel like sleeping. He’s ok like this. “Can we do this…tonight, too?”
The tranquility…he could get used to this a lot, as long as they sit here together like this.
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Fandom: Shiritsu Bakaleya Koukou
Pairing: Mashima Kaito / Mikuni Fuuta
A/N: Day 22 of the Fictober Challenge I decided to try (here) .
Day 22 - Soft
“It’s dawn.”
Kaito lifts his head slightly, dozed off a tiny bit from where he’s sitting on the rooftop, but Fuuta is right. His friend leans his head back, holding tightly onto the blanket they’re sharing, wrapped it around them when it was still dark, and a little colder. It looks beautiful, the sky, even to someone like Kaito, who never really stops to appreciate those things.
But Fuuta does, a lot more than him, he always does. He’s a quiet observer, anchors Kaito to reality when needed, holds him still and freezes time when he feels that Kaito is rushing a little too much through things.
They heard about it, the night with all the shooting stars, and even though they didn’t manage to see a lot, it still felt nice, up there on Kaito’s rooftop. None of them wanted to get back down to his apartment, and Kaito’s brother didn’t really come up to scold them, either.
“It’s nice.” He comments, snuggling closer to Fuuta so that they don’t have to pull the blanket left and right, and his friend makes himself more comfortable too, resting his head against Kaito’s arm. “Are you cold?”
“I’m fine. Do you want to go down and sleep a bit before school?”
“…no.” Kaito replies, because now, he feels warmth, just that. He doesn’t feel like sleeping. He’s ok like this. “Can we do this…tonight, too?”
The tranquility…he could get used to this a lot, as long as they sit here together like this.
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