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During my searches I actually stumbled over something complete 0.0
Title: Happy Birthday, Greta
Fandom: Kyou Kara Maou
Author: faynia
Rating: PG
Summary: Greta's birthday is tommorow.
Yuuri felt a small hand wrap around his own before he saw the girl attached to it.
“Yuuri!” she exclaimed excitedly, both hands now grabbing one as she spun around with him. “Guess what!”
The black haired boy grinned and crouched down beside her with a thoughtful expression. “It’s national pie day?” he joked and instantly regretted it seeing the hurt on his daughters face. Without thinking about it he pulled her into a strong embrace. “It’s your birthday tomorrow,” he whispered in her ear with exaggerated softness, glad when suddenly his hug was being returned forcefully.
“You did remember,” she said her brown eyes wide.
“Of course he did,” Wolfram snapped with indignant fury, having only been able to wait so long. “He’s only been talking about it for the past month and a half.”
Yuuri blushed and scowled in the blonde’s direction. Greta was giggling her brown hair falling into her face. Yuuri distractedly brushed it back out of the 10-year-old’s face, before standing up and rounding on the blonde. Wolfram took a step back once seeing the look in his fiancé’s face. It was murderous.
“Now Yuuri, really.”
“Wolfram,” Yuuri said slowly, taking a commanding step forward. He smirked uncharacteristically at the frightened expression in the green eyes of the boy before him. “Run.”
Wolfram’s eyes widened imperceptibly and he was backpedaling backwards as Yuuri advanced on him. Wolfram didn’t like this one bit. He was used to being the one in control of their relationship. Yuuri never made the first move and it had bothered the blonde for the longest time, but not any more. He bumped into the stone wall behind him, his hands scrabbling for something when both of Yuuri’s hands landed on either side of him. It was then that he realized despite their ages Yuuri was in fact taller than him and his fury returned.
Yuuri could see the moment Wolfram felt insulted, and it didn’t matter what caused it. He was finally in charge and it was exhilarating and scary at the same time and he couldn’t decide whether he liked it or not. Wolfram was glaring at him through shrewd emerald eyes. But before the irate blonde could open his mouth, Yuuri’s descended upon it, closing the remaining gap between them with two swift steps. He crushed his mouth against Wolfram’s, feeling freer than ever before. He gasped when Wolfram’s arms snaked around him and suddenly he was against the wall, his mouth being invaded in desperation.
Greta was jumping up and down cheering loudly, a smile brighter than the sun on her face, but whether the two young men noticed it or not was a mystery.
Title: Happy Birthday, Greta
Fandom: Kyou Kara Maou
Author: faynia
Rating: PG
Summary: Greta's birthday is tommorow.
Yuuri felt a small hand wrap around his own before he saw the girl attached to it.
“Yuuri!” she exclaimed excitedly, both hands now grabbing one as she spun around with him. “Guess what!”
The black haired boy grinned and crouched down beside her with a thoughtful expression. “It’s national pie day?” he joked and instantly regretted it seeing the hurt on his daughters face. Without thinking about it he pulled her into a strong embrace. “It’s your birthday tomorrow,” he whispered in her ear with exaggerated softness, glad when suddenly his hug was being returned forcefully.
“You did remember,” she said her brown eyes wide.
“Of course he did,” Wolfram snapped with indignant fury, having only been able to wait so long. “He’s only been talking about it for the past month and a half.”
Yuuri blushed and scowled in the blonde’s direction. Greta was giggling her brown hair falling into her face. Yuuri distractedly brushed it back out of the 10-year-old’s face, before standing up and rounding on the blonde. Wolfram took a step back once seeing the look in his fiancé’s face. It was murderous.
“Now Yuuri, really.”
“Wolfram,” Yuuri said slowly, taking a commanding step forward. He smirked uncharacteristically at the frightened expression in the green eyes of the boy before him. “Run.”
Wolfram’s eyes widened imperceptibly and he was backpedaling backwards as Yuuri advanced on him. Wolfram didn’t like this one bit. He was used to being the one in control of their relationship. Yuuri never made the first move and it had bothered the blonde for the longest time, but not any more. He bumped into the stone wall behind him, his hands scrabbling for something when both of Yuuri’s hands landed on either side of him. It was then that he realized despite their ages Yuuri was in fact taller than him and his fury returned.
Yuuri could see the moment Wolfram felt insulted, and it didn’t matter what caused it. He was finally in charge and it was exhilarating and scary at the same time and he couldn’t decide whether he liked it or not. Wolfram was glaring at him through shrewd emerald eyes. But before the irate blonde could open his mouth, Yuuri’s descended upon it, closing the remaining gap between them with two swift steps. He crushed his mouth against Wolfram’s, feeling freer than ever before. He gasped when Wolfram’s arms snaked around him and suddenly he was against the wall, his mouth being invaded in desperation.
Greta was jumping up and down cheering loudly, a smile brighter than the sun on her face, but whether the two young men noticed it or not was a mystery.