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Who: Yuuri and Wolfram
What: PG-13?
Summary: Wolfram and Yuuri get together to talk and then end up being emo and blah blah blah...
Wolfram had been wanting to talk to Yuuri. There was no real reason why, but he had really wanted to. Maybe it was because he spent all his time with Murata, now, so he wanted to talk to someone else once in a while. And though Yuuri was stupid, he was always there for Wolfram like a good friend should be. So what was the harm in talking to him?
He made his way to his old bedroom, now only Yuuri's room, and knocked on the door lightly, waiting patiently for an answer. There was no telling where the king was, but this was his first idea.
Yuuri was in his room, definetly not with his hands down his pants, and equally definetly not thinking about Shouri and/or Wolfram. He squeaked and sat up straight. "Uh. Come in." He said, reaching for his baseball and glove and tossing the ball into the glove and back. See, his hands were in plain view!
Wolfram stared for a moment, an eyebrow lifted. He wasn't stupid. He had walked in on Yuuri...ah...well, it really didn't matter. It was none of his concern now and Yuuri would probably appreciate if he didn't push the subject...even though he was interested in what the other boy had been thinking about.
He stepped into the room and shut the door behind him, looking around for a moment. "You know, it's weird to be in here again."
Yuuri looked around his own room as though seeing it for the first time. "Yeah, I sleep a lot better without you pushing me out of the bed." He tried to make it sound like a joke, but it didn't, really. He didn't mention how many nights he'd started awake in the middle of the night just because he couldn't hear Wolfram's snoring.
"Um. So…uh…we haven't talked in a while."
Wolfram hmphed and crossed his arms over his chest, just lurking near the doorway, as he didn't have permission to sit or anything yet. "I don't snore." And though he knew that he did, he would always deny it because he was Wolfram.
He nodded a little at Yuuri's next statement, looking down at his feet. "Well...I'm always busy and so are you, so I guess it makes sense." Busy having his peen touched by Murata. Lololol.
"Yeah, I guess." Yuuri wasn't sure why he felt nervous. He wasn't supposed to be nervous around Wolfram. Terrified, yes. Fearing for his life, yes. But his palms were actually sweating. "So how are you? How's Murata?" Yes, how was that flippy-haired guy who pretended to be Yuuri's best friend and then slept with his fiancé? Not that Yuuri was feeling bitter or anything.
"Um..I'm okay." Wolfram didn't think it would be a good idea to mention the whole Shinou-raping-him thing...and besides, he didn't want any pity. He slowly made his way over and sat on the edge of Yuuri's bed, settling on the squishy surface and being reminded of how much time he had wasted in this bed, since Yuuri used to not want him. Oh how things had changed.
"Mura's okay, too." His eye twitched a little when he realized that he had used a nickname, but oh well. "We're both...okay...um, how are you?" Okay, so this was really awkward, but he missed Yuuri and wanted to talk to him, so he was going to put up with it, damn it D:
Yes, it was awkward. Yuuri wanted to play baseball. He liked baseball. You always knew where you stood with baseball. It had rules and regulations and it made sense. Not like this whole thing with Wolfram, where the rules seemed to change every few minutes. He pulled off his baseball glove and dropped it onto the bed.
"Yeah, um, I'm glad you're good." He stared at the bed, then forced a smile. "I've been good. Gunter makes me work hard-I almost wish some evil would attack the kingdom just so I could get out of lessons, right?" He grinned. "But, not really."
Wolfram laughed softly and reclined back on his arms on the bed. It was weird. He felt familiar to the point where he wanted to lounge around in the bed with Yuuri, but it just wasn't appropriate anymore. "I'd rather something evil not attack, as then I would have to leave the castle and actually do my job." He laughed a bit more. Yeah, he had been taking it extremely easily ever since he had gotten together with Murata. Pretty much all he did anymore was hang around the Sage and have sex. It was a very nice, worry-free life; not the life of a soldier at all.
Yuuri wished all he did was hang around and have sex with...well, not Murata, but still, he was a young man and he had certain needs. "Yeah, well, I suppose if something evil did attack, the Maou would come out and it would be a pain altogether." He said, grinning, looking at Wolfram out of the corner of one large, gay eye.
"Oh yes, the Maou..." Hm. Wolfram wondered what the maou would think of the whole Shinou situation...but it wasn't worth telling him. Besides, the maou was always more trouble than he was help.
Wolfram smiled a little and leaned back a bit further on the bed, really just wanting to lie there and talk to Yuuri for the next few hours. Aww, they could have girl talk.
Yuuri liked the idea of doing his nails and just spending some time with Wolfram. He lay back on the bed, turning on his side and propping his head on his hand. "So...uh...when are you and Murata getting married?"
Wolfram twitched for a moment. Oh yeah. No one knew that they had eloped...
He looked down at the hand that his engagement ring shone brightly on, trying to decide if he should tell Yuuri or not. Yuuri wouldn't tell anyone else, that was for sure, but...some part of Wolfram didn't want Yuuri to know that he was completely off limits now. Not that anything was going to happen between them! No no, Wolfram loved Murata more than anyone! But...Yuuri...and...
"Um, sometime soon, I hope." He managed his best fake smile, fidgetting with the ring on his finger.
He grinned. "I'm glad, cause you guys seem very happy together. I mean, I know you love Murata a lot." He felt rather stifled, talking about Murata this much. It wasn't just Wolfram in the room anymore. It was like Murata was there, listening to their conversation. "Almost as much as I love baseball." He added cheerfully.
Wolfram smiled a little and nodded. "Yeah, I'd say about that much. But you know, we don't have to talk about him. In fact, I'd rather talk about something else. I'm around him all the time. I think I already know all there is to know." He laughed a bit and finally just laid back on the bed completely, his eyes closed. "Tell me something about your life."
Yuuri tried to think of some detail about his life that didn't involve baseball, and came up with a big, sad blank. He furrowed his brow. "I used to pretend I was a superhero. I'd stand on the swings at school and pretend I was flying." He said, blushing. Gayly.
Wolfram paused for a moment and looked over at Yuuri blankly before he burst into laughter. "...a-are you serious??? That's so...you're so..." He cut himself off with more laughter at the thought. Aww, Yuuri was gay.
Yuuri hit him with a pillow. "Oh, shut up! I was little, okay? I bet you did dumb things when you were little too."
"I did not." Wolfram hmphed and folded his arms under his head. "I've always been absolutely perfect, I'll have you know." Of course he was kidding. But this game was fun :D
Yuuri shoved him very lightly. "I bet Gwendal could tell me stories about you as a kid." He said, threateningly.
Wolfram's eye twitched. "...I would appreciate if you left him out of this..." Because Gwendal knew all of the stories e_e
"Or what?" Yuuri said, proud that something he had said had hit home.
"Or I'll..umm..." Wolfram paused, trying to find something to threaten Yuuri with. "I'll...do something..and you won't like it!"
Yuuri grinned at him, leaning closer to Wolfram. "Ooh. Scary." He grinned, enjoying this.
Wolfram frowned and didn't move back at all. He wasn't afraid of Yuuri! "It will be! So you shouldn't talk to my aniue!"
"Maybe you should just tell me, huh?"
"No." Wolfram hmphed and looked the other way. Really, he had no clue what this threat was.
Yuuri rolled his eyes and rolled so he was pressed lightly against him. "Okay, then I'll ask Gwen."
"No! >O!" Wolfram turned onto his side, suddenly finding himself face to face with Yuuri, which made his cheeks redden slightly. He scooted back a bit on the bed, looking everywhere but into Yuuri's eyes. "You..you won't like what happens, I guarantee!"
Yuuri laughed at him. Oh, Wolfram, he thought. If only more moments could be like this. "Okay, fine, I won't ask. But you have to tell me about yourself."
"Tell you what about myself?" Wolfram frowned and hmphed, crossing his arms over his chest.
"I don't know. Something I don't know?" Yuuri said. He wasn't really clever enough to come up with anything more specific.
"..okay fine." Wolfram paused, thinking for a moment before he stated boldly. "I've kissed a girl before." Yeah. Take THAT.
Yuuri blinked at him. "You? A real girl? Like, one that wasn't your mom?"
"Yes a real girl." Wolfram rolled his eyes. "And no, she was not my mother. You've met her before, actually."
"Really? Who?" Yuuri was fascinated. And dumb. "I can't imagine you kissing a girl, I mean, you're so...uh..." gay
Wolfram frowned. "I'm sure you remember Elizabeth...correct?"
"Yeah, the crazy chick you saved me from?"
"Yes, her. Though I was under the impression at the time that you wanted her more than me." Really, what was with this 'crazy' stuff? Yuuri had wanted to hit that.
"She was scary! I didn't want to date her, she had /boobs/!" He frowned at Wolf. "I thought you would know that."
"Well you used to like breasts. Or you at least acted like you did in order to shun my advances." Wolfram pouted a bit.
"Well, your advances were scary. And I never...I don't know, Wolf." He didn't know, either, but now he was definetly sure that he liked the peen.
"Don't know what? Was it really that hard to figure out? I mean, I knew from the moment I saw you."
"Well, I knew when I saw you!"
Wolfram hmphed and rolled his eyes. "So? I'm not the one who was in denial."
"Well, now I'm out of denial, okay?" He sighed. "For all the good it does me, I guess."
"...it would've benefitted you if you had realized earlier, you know." Wolfram had no doubt that if Yuuri would've accepted him, they would've eventually gotten married. Murata never even would have been an issue.
Yuuri sighed. "Let's not talk about it. I still can't believe you kissed a girl. What was it like?"
"Uhh..." Wolfram paused, trying to remember. "It was nothing special, really. Just...kind of there. She smelled nice, though."
Yuuri blinked at him. "Smelled nice?" He didn't really know what to make of that, but it sounded interesting. He wondered if Wolfram thought Murata smelled nice. "I guess I'll never kiss a girl now."
"Well you're the one who said you didn't like breasts." Wolfram hmphed. "...they're actually kind of funny." Haha. Oh Wolfram.
"I think they're silly." Yuuri said. "And...in the way."
"Yeah but..they're all soft and..jiggly." Wolfram giggled softly, stretching his arms above his head.
Yuuri grinned. "Like Jello!!" Well, it sounded smart to him.
Wolfram nodded a little. "But not cold...yeah, they're kind of funny to play with..."
"...You've played with breasts?"
"Uh...once..." Wolfram's cheeks reddened a little at the thought. Yeah, he had been young and curious and they had been there.
"Whose? I mean, what did they feel like?"
"Elizabeth's, of course. And I already told you. They're warm and squishy and funny to squeeze."
"...Weird. So how come you aren't straight, if you touched a girl's breasts?”
"Stupid, I only touched them because she let me and they were weird and I wanted to know what they felt like." Duh.
"Oh." Yuuri thought about this and then nodded. "Okay, that makes sense."
"So yeah. That's pretty much the whole story..." Except it wasn't, but Yuuri didn't need to know that.
Yuuri grinned. "But you like boys more, right? I mean, for falling in love with?"
"Well yeah. I'm marr-..." Oh crap. Wolfram lifted his hands to cover his mouth, his eyes wide. He hadn't meant to say that. Yuuri was dumb. Maybe he hadn't caught it. "...I'm engaged to a man, so yes."
Yuuri blinked at him. "Engaged doesn't start with an m." He accused. "...What do you mean, you're marr?"
"Nothing. I just messed up and said the wrong word. Forget about it." >__>;;
Yuuri stared at him. "You didn't get married while I was asleep or something did you?"
"No no! Of course not! That's...that's just stupid!" ..oh Wolfram was a really bad liar..
Yuuri stared at him. "You did! You got married and you didn't tell me!"
"Look, it was a few weeks ago and we didn't tell anyone so..so don't tell, okay??? We're still going to have the big ceremony and everything, we just..got a little impatient..."
"Oh. Yeah. Sure, I won't tell." He forced a grin. Well, now he felt really worthless. Even his best friends didn't invite him to their wedding.
"It was done in the middle of the night, actually. No one was there. It was just us...and then we were on Earth for a little while and we talked to your parents and..yeah..lots of things have happened."
"But no one told me, huh?"
"We didn't tell anyone! It's not like it was just you!!"
He sighed. "I know. I'm sorry. Its cool, okay, Wolf? I'm happy for you and Murata"
"..thanks.." Wolfram looked down at the bed, feeling a little guilty. Maybe they should have told Yuuri. "We're happy, too. It's kind of nice, you know, not living in sin." He laughed softly, his cheeks slightly red.
Yuuri grinned. "I wish I wasn't. I'm glad for you, Wolf." He hugged his friend awkwardly.
Wolfram hugged Yuuri back lightly, enjoying the warmth. Aww, he had missed Yuuri ;_; Really, he had ;___; He rested his chin on Yuuri's shoulder and sighed. "Thanks. Really."
Yuuri grinned and sparkled at him. He kept his arms around Wolfram longer than necessary, his fingers twining through the blonde's hair. Then he pulled back with a blush.
Aww, Wolfram liked that ;_; Was it really that bad, just liking being held? Yeah yeah, he was married, but it wasn't like he was having sex with Yuuri or anything. It was just really comfortable and familiar to be with him...
He moved back but kept one arm around Yuuri's waist, just smiling softly at the other boy. "Sorry we didn't tell you. I just..I didn't want anyone to know just yet.."
"Well, now I know. I hope that's not a problem?" He said, almost teasingly. His hand curled around the back of Wolf's neck.
"No, it's not. Just...don't tell my mother e_e" Wolfram sighed again, nuzzling against Yuuri's shoulder. Aww, Yuuri still smelled the same. It was just..it was nice.
Yuuri turned his head. "Sure." He said, his lips brushing against Wolfram's cheek.
...and that really shouldn't have made Wolfram's heart beat faster, but it did. It was just...he didn't break up with Yuuri because he stopped loving him. He figured he would always love him, actually. And therein was the problem.
"Good. Otherwise I'll kill you, wimp." He closed his eyes, feeling very warm and safe and..well..suddenly tired. He yawned widely and smacked his lips a bit, keeping his head where it was because he was comfortable.
Yuuri put his arms tenatively around Wolfram. "Yeah, right. You would not cause, um...I can beat you at sumo wrestling." He said, aware they were almost cheek to cheek.
"Psh." Wolfram scoffed, leaning forward into Yuuri's arms. "That sport is stupid anyway. When you can beat me with a sword, then I'll admit defeat."
"I like your skill with a sword." Yuuri said. "You're really...attractive when you kill things."
Wolfram snorted softly. "Well that was a weird compliment. But thanks, I guess." ...Yuuri shouldn't have been saying those sorts of things to him, but Wolfram couldn't bring himself to tell him off for it.
"Well, you /are/. And you're good at protecting me..." He beamed at him.
Aww, that was a good compliment. Wolfram liked that <3 He smiled and looked up at Yuuri, tightening his arms around his waist. "I'm glad you finally noticed."
Yuuri pressed up closer to him. "Hey, I'm not as dumb as I look." He muttered, his lips perilously close to Wolfram's. What if they slipped and hot make out occurred?
"Oh really? Well I'll believe that when I have proof." Wolfram wasn't really aware how close Yuuri was until he looked up and his face was right there. He blushed lightly and looked away, hoping that Yuuri wouldn't do what it seemed like he was going to. Because no matter how much a part of him that was still clinging to the past wanted it, he was married now and it wasn't right.
Yuuri kissed Wolfram, because he was dumb and Wolfram was hugging him and he was only human and they were hot and close and he really, really wanted to.
Wolfram...well, part of him was elated that Yuuri was actually returning his feelings, but the other part of him just felt disgusted. How could he do this. How could he WANT this? He loved Murata with all his heart, and yet he hadn't stopped Yuuri yet. What was wrong with him???
He knew the problem, really. He had never gotten any real closure with Yuuri. Sure he had broken his heart and left him for his best friend, but it had been at a time when Yuuri had finally decided to return his feelings and it just...he should've waited longer. Considered the possibilities more. Made absolutely sure that he was over and done with Yuuri before moving on into the whirlwind relationship that he was currently in.
But what they were doing would do absolutely no good to anyone. Yuuri was cheating on his..well..brother, and Wolfram was cheating on his husband. HUSBAND. When had he sunk so low?
He pulled away a moment later, looking off to the side, his cheeks red. "Yuuri..." He began, arms loosening. Maybe...maybe he had led Yuuri on too much. "I...this isn't a good idea."
Yuuri stared at him and then dropped his chin to his his chest and pulled away. "We always seem to end up being really...awkward, don't we? and I just thought, I just thought..." He didn't know what he thought. Thinking wasn't Yuuri's strong point. Or talking, apparently. "I'm sorry, Wolf." I'm sorry that I miss you, that I love you, that I wake up at night thinking about you. I'm sorry that my pain is intruding on your happiness, because I really do want you to be happy, but at the same time, I want to kiss you again.
Yuuri sat up, shaking himself out of first-person. "You should probably...go find Murata." He said quietly.
"It's...its okay.." Wolfram scooted to the edge of the bed, looking down at his lap, feeling extremely guilty. "It's as much my fault as it is yours." Which it was a big deal for Wolfram to admit to that...but it was true. He had totally led Yuuri on, he just hadn't expected it to actually work as well as it had. He reached over and placed his hand over Yuuri's, a small smile on his face. Hey, he was trying to be reassuring! "It'll be okay. Really. I figure whatever this is will pass in time."
Yuuri turned his hand up to twine his fingers through Wolfram's. "Yeah. We'll just have to...learn how to be friends again."
"Mmhhmm." Oh, Wolfram wished Yuuri hadn't done that...but friends held hands, right? So..so it was okay.. "It can't be that hard, right? Just...just no kissing." ...and suddenly Wolfram had an urge to have a hot makeout session. Where was Murata when he needed him?
Yuuri noticed that Wolfram's hand was warm. Hot, enough. Like Wolfram. "And we probably shouldn't touch either, right...?" He said, not dropping Wolfram's hand.
"Well..friends hug and stuff occasionally. Just..not too much." Wolfram looked down at their hands and simply didn't feel like moving his away yet. "So no like..cuddling or anything."
Yuuri nodded. "That seems fair." He agreed. "And we can still play baseball together, right?"
Wolfram almost rolled his eyes...almost. "Yes. We can play baseball together. That's not a problem."
Yuuri sparkled. "Yay!" He hugged Wolfram, then pulled away from him like the blonde boy had the plague.
Wolfram frowned a little. "You don't have to be so standoffish about it, though. Just..natural." Wolfram leaned forward to give Yuuri a light, quick hug as a demonstration. "See?"
Yuuri returned the hug and grinned delightedly. "So we're friends." He said. Like it was that easy to erase his desire to have hot man sex.
"Mmhhmm." Wolfram nodded, a smile on his face. Yes. This would work. It had to. All that hidden lust in him? Nope, that was gone. Sure it was. Right.
"I wish there was more to do in Shin Makoku. At home, we could go to an arcade or play video games or baseball..."
"Um..well.." Wolfram paused, trying to think of interesting things to do. Really, he was usually too busy to..um...hang out with friends or anything. "We can go on a walk?"
"...What if Gunter sees us and tries to make me study more??"
"Well we can leave the castle. Go into town or something." Wolfram shrugged. "But..maybe Mura might like to come with us..."
"...Yeah. We could all go...as friends..."
"Exactly!" Wolfram smiled and gave Yuuri's hand a squeeze. Yes, he and Murata would have to be sure not to make out in front of Yuuri and make him seem like the third wheel, because that wouldn't be nice at all D:
Yuuri grinned. "We could go shopping, for uh...things..."
"Yes. Things." Wolfram nodded, glancing over at the door. "Would you like for me to go and ask Murata? Or would you like to come with me to ask?"
"...You can go." He needed some alone time to finish what he had started before Wolfram came in before.
"Alright." Wolfram stood and headed to the door, but before he left, he motioned vaguely to the nightstand. "Unless you moved it, the lotion's in the bottom drawer." And with that and a grin he left the room.
Yuuri used the lotion and thought of Wolfram. Not as a friend.
What: PG-13?
Summary: Wolfram and Yuuri get together to talk and then end up being emo and blah blah blah...
Wolfram had been wanting to talk to Yuuri. There was no real reason why, but he had really wanted to. Maybe it was because he spent all his time with Murata, now, so he wanted to talk to someone else once in a while. And though Yuuri was stupid, he was always there for Wolfram like a good friend should be. So what was the harm in talking to him?
He made his way to his old bedroom, now only Yuuri's room, and knocked on the door lightly, waiting patiently for an answer. There was no telling where the king was, but this was his first idea.
Yuuri was in his room, definetly not with his hands down his pants, and equally definetly not thinking about Shouri and/or Wolfram. He squeaked and sat up straight. "Uh. Come in." He said, reaching for his baseball and glove and tossing the ball into the glove and back. See, his hands were in plain view!
Wolfram stared for a moment, an eyebrow lifted. He wasn't stupid. He had walked in on Yuuri...ah...well, it really didn't matter. It was none of his concern now and Yuuri would probably appreciate if he didn't push the subject...even though he was interested in what the other boy had been thinking about.
He stepped into the room and shut the door behind him, looking around for a moment. "You know, it's weird to be in here again."
Yuuri looked around his own room as though seeing it for the first time. "Yeah, I sleep a lot better without you pushing me out of the bed." He tried to make it sound like a joke, but it didn't, really. He didn't mention how many nights he'd started awake in the middle of the night just because he couldn't hear Wolfram's snoring.
"Um. So…uh…we haven't talked in a while."
Wolfram hmphed and crossed his arms over his chest, just lurking near the doorway, as he didn't have permission to sit or anything yet. "I don't snore." And though he knew that he did, he would always deny it because he was Wolfram.
He nodded a little at Yuuri's next statement, looking down at his feet. "Well...I'm always busy and so are you, so I guess it makes sense." Busy having his peen touched by Murata. Lololol.
"Yeah, I guess." Yuuri wasn't sure why he felt nervous. He wasn't supposed to be nervous around Wolfram. Terrified, yes. Fearing for his life, yes. But his palms were actually sweating. "So how are you? How's Murata?" Yes, how was that flippy-haired guy who pretended to be Yuuri's best friend and then slept with his fiancé? Not that Yuuri was feeling bitter or anything.
"Um..I'm okay." Wolfram didn't think it would be a good idea to mention the whole Shinou-raping-him thing...and besides, he didn't want any pity. He slowly made his way over and sat on the edge of Yuuri's bed, settling on the squishy surface and being reminded of how much time he had wasted in this bed, since Yuuri used to not want him. Oh how things had changed.
"Mura's okay, too." His eye twitched a little when he realized that he had used a nickname, but oh well. "We're both...okay...um, how are you?" Okay, so this was really awkward, but he missed Yuuri and wanted to talk to him, so he was going to put up with it, damn it D:
Yes, it was awkward. Yuuri wanted to play baseball. He liked baseball. You always knew where you stood with baseball. It had rules and regulations and it made sense. Not like this whole thing with Wolfram, where the rules seemed to change every few minutes. He pulled off his baseball glove and dropped it onto the bed.
"Yeah, um, I'm glad you're good." He stared at the bed, then forced a smile. "I've been good. Gunter makes me work hard-I almost wish some evil would attack the kingdom just so I could get out of lessons, right?" He grinned. "But, not really."
Wolfram laughed softly and reclined back on his arms on the bed. It was weird. He felt familiar to the point where he wanted to lounge around in the bed with Yuuri, but it just wasn't appropriate anymore. "I'd rather something evil not attack, as then I would have to leave the castle and actually do my job." He laughed a bit more. Yeah, he had been taking it extremely easily ever since he had gotten together with Murata. Pretty much all he did anymore was hang around the Sage and have sex. It was a very nice, worry-free life; not the life of a soldier at all.
Yuuri wished all he did was hang around and have sex with...well, not Murata, but still, he was a young man and he had certain needs. "Yeah, well, I suppose if something evil did attack, the Maou would come out and it would be a pain altogether." He said, grinning, looking at Wolfram out of the corner of one large, gay eye.
"Oh yes, the Maou..." Hm. Wolfram wondered what the maou would think of the whole Shinou situation...but it wasn't worth telling him. Besides, the maou was always more trouble than he was help.
Wolfram smiled a little and leaned back a bit further on the bed, really just wanting to lie there and talk to Yuuri for the next few hours. Aww, they could have girl talk.
Yuuri liked the idea of doing his nails and just spending some time with Wolfram. He lay back on the bed, turning on his side and propping his head on his hand. "So...uh...when are you and Murata getting married?"
Wolfram twitched for a moment. Oh yeah. No one knew that they had eloped...
He looked down at the hand that his engagement ring shone brightly on, trying to decide if he should tell Yuuri or not. Yuuri wouldn't tell anyone else, that was for sure, but...some part of Wolfram didn't want Yuuri to know that he was completely off limits now. Not that anything was going to happen between them! No no, Wolfram loved Murata more than anyone! But...Yuuri...and...
"Um, sometime soon, I hope." He managed his best fake smile, fidgetting with the ring on his finger.
He grinned. "I'm glad, cause you guys seem very happy together. I mean, I know you love Murata a lot." He felt rather stifled, talking about Murata this much. It wasn't just Wolfram in the room anymore. It was like Murata was there, listening to their conversation. "Almost as much as I love baseball." He added cheerfully.
Wolfram smiled a little and nodded. "Yeah, I'd say about that much. But you know, we don't have to talk about him. In fact, I'd rather talk about something else. I'm around him all the time. I think I already know all there is to know." He laughed a bit and finally just laid back on the bed completely, his eyes closed. "Tell me something about your life."
Yuuri tried to think of some detail about his life that didn't involve baseball, and came up with a big, sad blank. He furrowed his brow. "I used to pretend I was a superhero. I'd stand on the swings at school and pretend I was flying." He said, blushing. Gayly.
Wolfram paused for a moment and looked over at Yuuri blankly before he burst into laughter. "...a-are you serious??? That's so...you're so..." He cut himself off with more laughter at the thought. Aww, Yuuri was gay.
Yuuri hit him with a pillow. "Oh, shut up! I was little, okay? I bet you did dumb things when you were little too."
"I did not." Wolfram hmphed and folded his arms under his head. "I've always been absolutely perfect, I'll have you know." Of course he was kidding. But this game was fun :D
Yuuri shoved him very lightly. "I bet Gwendal could tell me stories about you as a kid." He said, threateningly.
Wolfram's eye twitched. "...I would appreciate if you left him out of this..." Because Gwendal knew all of the stories e_e
"Or what?" Yuuri said, proud that something he had said had hit home.
"Or I'll..umm..." Wolfram paused, trying to find something to threaten Yuuri with. "I'll...do something..and you won't like it!"
Yuuri grinned at him, leaning closer to Wolfram. "Ooh. Scary." He grinned, enjoying this.
Wolfram frowned and didn't move back at all. He wasn't afraid of Yuuri! "It will be! So you shouldn't talk to my aniue!"
"Maybe you should just tell me, huh?"
"No." Wolfram hmphed and looked the other way. Really, he had no clue what this threat was.
Yuuri rolled his eyes and rolled so he was pressed lightly against him. "Okay, then I'll ask Gwen."
"No! >O!" Wolfram turned onto his side, suddenly finding himself face to face with Yuuri, which made his cheeks redden slightly. He scooted back a bit on the bed, looking everywhere but into Yuuri's eyes. "You..you won't like what happens, I guarantee!"
Yuuri laughed at him. Oh, Wolfram, he thought. If only more moments could be like this. "Okay, fine, I won't ask. But you have to tell me about yourself."
"Tell you what about myself?" Wolfram frowned and hmphed, crossing his arms over his chest.
"I don't know. Something I don't know?" Yuuri said. He wasn't really clever enough to come up with anything more specific.
"..okay fine." Wolfram paused, thinking for a moment before he stated boldly. "I've kissed a girl before." Yeah. Take THAT.
Yuuri blinked at him. "You? A real girl? Like, one that wasn't your mom?"
"Yes a real girl." Wolfram rolled his eyes. "And no, she was not my mother. You've met her before, actually."
"Really? Who?" Yuuri was fascinated. And dumb. "I can't imagine you kissing a girl, I mean, you're so...uh..." gay
Wolfram frowned. "I'm sure you remember Elizabeth...correct?"
"Yeah, the crazy chick you saved me from?"
"Yes, her. Though I was under the impression at the time that you wanted her more than me." Really, what was with this 'crazy' stuff? Yuuri had wanted to hit that.
"She was scary! I didn't want to date her, she had /boobs/!" He frowned at Wolf. "I thought you would know that."
"Well you used to like breasts. Or you at least acted like you did in order to shun my advances." Wolfram pouted a bit.
"Well, your advances were scary. And I never...I don't know, Wolf." He didn't know, either, but now he was definetly sure that he liked the peen.
"Don't know what? Was it really that hard to figure out? I mean, I knew from the moment I saw you."
"Well, I knew when I saw you!"
Wolfram hmphed and rolled his eyes. "So? I'm not the one who was in denial."
"Well, now I'm out of denial, okay?" He sighed. "For all the good it does me, I guess."
"...it would've benefitted you if you had realized earlier, you know." Wolfram had no doubt that if Yuuri would've accepted him, they would've eventually gotten married. Murata never even would have been an issue.
Yuuri sighed. "Let's not talk about it. I still can't believe you kissed a girl. What was it like?"
"Uhh..." Wolfram paused, trying to remember. "It was nothing special, really. Just...kind of there. She smelled nice, though."
Yuuri blinked at him. "Smelled nice?" He didn't really know what to make of that, but it sounded interesting. He wondered if Wolfram thought Murata smelled nice. "I guess I'll never kiss a girl now."
"Well you're the one who said you didn't like breasts." Wolfram hmphed. "...they're actually kind of funny." Haha. Oh Wolfram.
"I think they're silly." Yuuri said. "And...in the way."
"Yeah but..they're all soft and..jiggly." Wolfram giggled softly, stretching his arms above his head.
Yuuri grinned. "Like Jello!!" Well, it sounded smart to him.
Wolfram nodded a little. "But not cold...yeah, they're kind of funny to play with..."
"...You've played with breasts?"
"Uh...once..." Wolfram's cheeks reddened a little at the thought. Yeah, he had been young and curious and they had been there.
"Whose? I mean, what did they feel like?"
"Elizabeth's, of course. And I already told you. They're warm and squishy and funny to squeeze."
"...Weird. So how come you aren't straight, if you touched a girl's breasts?”
"Stupid, I only touched them because she let me and they were weird and I wanted to know what they felt like." Duh.
"Oh." Yuuri thought about this and then nodded. "Okay, that makes sense."
"So yeah. That's pretty much the whole story..." Except it wasn't, but Yuuri didn't need to know that.
Yuuri grinned. "But you like boys more, right? I mean, for falling in love with?"
"Well yeah. I'm marr-..." Oh crap. Wolfram lifted his hands to cover his mouth, his eyes wide. He hadn't meant to say that. Yuuri was dumb. Maybe he hadn't caught it. "...I'm engaged to a man, so yes."
Yuuri blinked at him. "Engaged doesn't start with an m." He accused. "...What do you mean, you're marr?"
"Nothing. I just messed up and said the wrong word. Forget about it." >__>;;
Yuuri stared at him. "You didn't get married while I was asleep or something did you?"
"No no! Of course not! That's...that's just stupid!" ..oh Wolfram was a really bad liar..
Yuuri stared at him. "You did! You got married and you didn't tell me!"
"Look, it was a few weeks ago and we didn't tell anyone so..so don't tell, okay??? We're still going to have the big ceremony and everything, we just..got a little impatient..."
"Oh. Yeah. Sure, I won't tell." He forced a grin. Well, now he felt really worthless. Even his best friends didn't invite him to their wedding.
"It was done in the middle of the night, actually. No one was there. It was just us...and then we were on Earth for a little while and we talked to your parents and..yeah..lots of things have happened."
"But no one told me, huh?"
"We didn't tell anyone! It's not like it was just you!!"
He sighed. "I know. I'm sorry. Its cool, okay, Wolf? I'm happy for you and Murata"
"..thanks.." Wolfram looked down at the bed, feeling a little guilty. Maybe they should have told Yuuri. "We're happy, too. It's kind of nice, you know, not living in sin." He laughed softly, his cheeks slightly red.
Yuuri grinned. "I wish I wasn't. I'm glad for you, Wolf." He hugged his friend awkwardly.
Wolfram hugged Yuuri back lightly, enjoying the warmth. Aww, he had missed Yuuri ;_; Really, he had ;___; He rested his chin on Yuuri's shoulder and sighed. "Thanks. Really."
Yuuri grinned and sparkled at him. He kept his arms around Wolfram longer than necessary, his fingers twining through the blonde's hair. Then he pulled back with a blush.
Aww, Wolfram liked that ;_; Was it really that bad, just liking being held? Yeah yeah, he was married, but it wasn't like he was having sex with Yuuri or anything. It was just really comfortable and familiar to be with him...
He moved back but kept one arm around Yuuri's waist, just smiling softly at the other boy. "Sorry we didn't tell you. I just..I didn't want anyone to know just yet.."
"Well, now I know. I hope that's not a problem?" He said, almost teasingly. His hand curled around the back of Wolf's neck.
"No, it's not. Just...don't tell my mother e_e" Wolfram sighed again, nuzzling against Yuuri's shoulder. Aww, Yuuri still smelled the same. It was just..it was nice.
Yuuri turned his head. "Sure." He said, his lips brushing against Wolfram's cheek.
...and that really shouldn't have made Wolfram's heart beat faster, but it did. It was just...he didn't break up with Yuuri because he stopped loving him. He figured he would always love him, actually. And therein was the problem.
"Good. Otherwise I'll kill you, wimp." He closed his eyes, feeling very warm and safe and..well..suddenly tired. He yawned widely and smacked his lips a bit, keeping his head where it was because he was comfortable.
Yuuri put his arms tenatively around Wolfram. "Yeah, right. You would not cause, um...I can beat you at sumo wrestling." He said, aware they were almost cheek to cheek.
"Psh." Wolfram scoffed, leaning forward into Yuuri's arms. "That sport is stupid anyway. When you can beat me with a sword, then I'll admit defeat."
"I like your skill with a sword." Yuuri said. "You're really...attractive when you kill things."
Wolfram snorted softly. "Well that was a weird compliment. But thanks, I guess." ...Yuuri shouldn't have been saying those sorts of things to him, but Wolfram couldn't bring himself to tell him off for it.
"Well, you /are/. And you're good at protecting me..." He beamed at him.
Aww, that was a good compliment. Wolfram liked that <3 He smiled and looked up at Yuuri, tightening his arms around his waist. "I'm glad you finally noticed."
Yuuri pressed up closer to him. "Hey, I'm not as dumb as I look." He muttered, his lips perilously close to Wolfram's. What if they slipped and hot make out occurred?
"Oh really? Well I'll believe that when I have proof." Wolfram wasn't really aware how close Yuuri was until he looked up and his face was right there. He blushed lightly and looked away, hoping that Yuuri wouldn't do what it seemed like he was going to. Because no matter how much a part of him that was still clinging to the past wanted it, he was married now and it wasn't right.
Yuuri kissed Wolfram, because he was dumb and Wolfram was hugging him and he was only human and they were hot and close and he really, really wanted to.
Wolfram...well, part of him was elated that Yuuri was actually returning his feelings, but the other part of him just felt disgusted. How could he do this. How could he WANT this? He loved Murata with all his heart, and yet he hadn't stopped Yuuri yet. What was wrong with him???
He knew the problem, really. He had never gotten any real closure with Yuuri. Sure he had broken his heart and left him for his best friend, but it had been at a time when Yuuri had finally decided to return his feelings and it just...he should've waited longer. Considered the possibilities more. Made absolutely sure that he was over and done with Yuuri before moving on into the whirlwind relationship that he was currently in.
But what they were doing would do absolutely no good to anyone. Yuuri was cheating on his..well..brother, and Wolfram was cheating on his husband. HUSBAND. When had he sunk so low?
He pulled away a moment later, looking off to the side, his cheeks red. "Yuuri..." He began, arms loosening. Maybe...maybe he had led Yuuri on too much. "I...this isn't a good idea."
Yuuri stared at him and then dropped his chin to his his chest and pulled away. "We always seem to end up being really...awkward, don't we? and I just thought, I just thought..." He didn't know what he thought. Thinking wasn't Yuuri's strong point. Or talking, apparently. "I'm sorry, Wolf." I'm sorry that I miss you, that I love you, that I wake up at night thinking about you. I'm sorry that my pain is intruding on your happiness, because I really do want you to be happy, but at the same time, I want to kiss you again.
Yuuri sat up, shaking himself out of first-person. "You should probably...go find Murata." He said quietly.
"It's...its okay.." Wolfram scooted to the edge of the bed, looking down at his lap, feeling extremely guilty. "It's as much my fault as it is yours." Which it was a big deal for Wolfram to admit to that...but it was true. He had totally led Yuuri on, he just hadn't expected it to actually work as well as it had. He reached over and placed his hand over Yuuri's, a small smile on his face. Hey, he was trying to be reassuring! "It'll be okay. Really. I figure whatever this is will pass in time."
Yuuri turned his hand up to twine his fingers through Wolfram's. "Yeah. We'll just have to...learn how to be friends again."
"Mmhhmm." Oh, Wolfram wished Yuuri hadn't done that...but friends held hands, right? So..so it was okay.. "It can't be that hard, right? Just...just no kissing." ...and suddenly Wolfram had an urge to have a hot makeout session. Where was Murata when he needed him?
Yuuri noticed that Wolfram's hand was warm. Hot, enough. Like Wolfram. "And we probably shouldn't touch either, right...?" He said, not dropping Wolfram's hand.
"Well..friends hug and stuff occasionally. Just..not too much." Wolfram looked down at their hands and simply didn't feel like moving his away yet. "So no like..cuddling or anything."
Yuuri nodded. "That seems fair." He agreed. "And we can still play baseball together, right?"
Wolfram almost rolled his eyes...almost. "Yes. We can play baseball together. That's not a problem."
Yuuri sparkled. "Yay!" He hugged Wolfram, then pulled away from him like the blonde boy had the plague.
Wolfram frowned a little. "You don't have to be so standoffish about it, though. Just..natural." Wolfram leaned forward to give Yuuri a light, quick hug as a demonstration. "See?"
Yuuri returned the hug and grinned delightedly. "So we're friends." He said. Like it was that easy to erase his desire to have hot man sex.
"Mmhhmm." Wolfram nodded, a smile on his face. Yes. This would work. It had to. All that hidden lust in him? Nope, that was gone. Sure it was. Right.
"I wish there was more to do in Shin Makoku. At home, we could go to an arcade or play video games or baseball..."
"Um..well.." Wolfram paused, trying to think of interesting things to do. Really, he was usually too busy to..um...hang out with friends or anything. "We can go on a walk?"
"...What if Gunter sees us and tries to make me study more??"
"Well we can leave the castle. Go into town or something." Wolfram shrugged. "But..maybe Mura might like to come with us..."
"...Yeah. We could all go...as friends..."
"Exactly!" Wolfram smiled and gave Yuuri's hand a squeeze. Yes, he and Murata would have to be sure not to make out in front of Yuuri and make him seem like the third wheel, because that wouldn't be nice at all D:
Yuuri grinned. "We could go shopping, for uh...things..."
"Yes. Things." Wolfram nodded, glancing over at the door. "Would you like for me to go and ask Murata? Or would you like to come with me to ask?"
"...You can go." He needed some alone time to finish what he had started before Wolfram came in before.
"Alright." Wolfram stood and headed to the door, but before he left, he motioned vaguely to the nightstand. "Unless you moved it, the lotion's in the bottom drawer." And with that and a grin he left the room.
Yuuri used the lotion and thought of Wolfram. Not as a friend.