odd love - 1/1 - uruha/aoi
Tittle: Odd LoveAuthor: mtf00gee
Pairing: Uruha/Aoi
Rating/Genre: G/ fluff.
Comments: I needed to write something omg
“Isn’t it truly sad to know how alone we really are in this world?” Kouyou whispered, his breath warm and visible in the wintry night. Yuu grimaced slightly and shook his head; he dropped his cigarette on the ground and smashed the little stump with his foot. “Why would you say that?” he asked, “Or are you just quoting that batman movie we just saw a couple nights ago?” Kouyou smiled slightly and rested his head on Yuu’s shoulder. “I mean it, we’re alone in this world.” He inhaled more of the poisonous smoke and then exhaled, “but we do have each other.” Yuu wrapped his arms deftly around Kouyou’s body and pulled him close, “I was wondering that exact same thing, why would you be alone if you have me?”
Kouyou had always had that oddity about him; he loved to convolute things in his mind and think of things in a negative manner as opposed to seeing the bright side of life. It was just one of the things Yuu grew accustomed to; he didn’t so much ignore him rather he tried to help him. He befriended him just for that, he wanted to understand Kouyou and help him see life with a different pair of eyes. Yuu was the opposite of Kouyou in all aspects, he loved trying new things and stepping out of his comfort zone, whereas Kouyou shielded himself from the world and despised the thought of change.
His own home was a good example how he was; everything in there remained the same over time. Yuu tried as hard as he could to get him to change things around but overnight everything would go back to how Kouyou wanted it. Kouyou thought of himself as ordinary and considered Yuu extraordinary, he fed off of what Yuu had to offer. Kouyou knew he’d never be Yuu nor did he believe he’d ever reach his level or adapt to his way of living. Kouyou always admired Yuu’s adventurous side, his dexterity with certain things; he just loved how Yuu was so…perfect.
Kouyou never lost hope in himself, he knew that someday he’d be able to come around and be like Yuu. Yuu agreed with him in that aspect, he stayed with him and gave him love and understanding, something Kouyou needed. They were mere friends, nothing more, and Kouyou couldn’t ask for anything more. He began realizing how he always needed Yuu there for him, to help him, to listen to him, to give him human warmth.
However, their friendship began escalating to something more, something both of them were strangers to. Kouyou began feeling that heavy feeling in his chest and always got butterflies when he hugged Yuu. Yuu began to notice a change in his behavior too; he realized that he was seeing Kouyou with different eyes. He suddenly wanted to run his hands up Kouyou’s bare thighs and do unimaginable things to him; he wanted to feel that milky soft skin against his, he needed to feel Kouyou’s lips against his. He just needed Kouyou, he craved him.
Yuu had discretely asked Kouyou on a date once, he asked him in a way that made it seem like they were just going out for coffee and nothing more. Kouyou, of course agreed and secretly made himself believe that he was out on a date with Yuu, of course unbeknownst to him, they were. Yuu couldn’t stop gazing into Kouyou’s eyes and seeing something different about him, he noticed how beautiful they truly were and how they sparkled so effortlessly. He was tempted throughout the evening to reach out and hold his hand, to press his lips against his skin and feel the shivers traveling up his fragile body.
Kouyou on the other hand was submerged in their conversation; he tried as hard as he could to show interest in the things Yuu was telling him, to show him that he too could understand things that only an open mind could interpret. He didn’t even notice how Yuu wasn’t saying anything of interest and how inattentive he was to his surroundings, Kouyou failed to see how Yuu was only looking at him, and he failed miserably to see that each second that passed by Yuu was falling more and more in love with him.
The evening ended just like every other time they had gone out together, Yuu dropped Kouyou off at his apartment and then stayed a little longer just to drink yet another cup of coffee and chat a little longer with him simply as friends, though at this point their friendship was covered by a veil that could only be described as hesitation and obliviousness.
Kouyou had gone back in his room and changed into his night clothes, clothes that consisted solely of a skimpy pair of shorts and a tight fitting v-neck. Yuu was sitting on the couch, his head thrown back as he enjoyed the smooth jazz music permeating from Kouyou’s stereo. Kouyou walked slowly to the kitchen, he smiled as he saw the coffee pot full, he had grown to love the way Yuu brewed his coffee. He poured himself a generous amount and went back to join his friend on the couch. Yuu suddenly sat up and scooted a little so Kouyou could have more space, but Kouyou opted for a spot closer to Yuu.
Of course Yuu wasn’t complaining, but he feared that his mind would begin conjuring filthy thoughts and he’d begin undressing Kouyou with his eyes. Kouyou rested his head on Yuu’s shoulder and took a deep breath; Yuu couldn’t help but rest his hand on Kouyou’s shoulder, his arm slightly pulling him closer. Kouyou closed his eyes momentarily and felt his stomach churn a tad; he had wanted to do something like this for quite some time. To feel Yuu’s hands on him, to feel his body suddenly valued and so close to the only person who had ever truly mattered to him.
They sat in silence for awhile, the only noise around them being the sound of the faint jazz music and the clamorousness of the passing cars. Yuu absorbed the moment as much as he could, he kept holding on to Kouyou, their body language speaking for them, at a moment like this one they really didn’t need words to communicate. Kouyou was beginning to fall asleep; the warmth emanating from Yuu’s body was sending him into a state of happiness and fulfillment. For once in his life he felt like he belonged somewhere and that place was in Yuu’s arms, he knew that he didn’t want to ever leave his side.
Yuu rested his eyes, his body slowly molding against Kouyou’s and his hand holding Kouyou’s own hand lovingly, almost fearful of letting go. He knew this felt right, he knew that despite Kouyou being peculiar in his own way, he was the most beautiful human he had ever met. The feeling he got when his body touched any part of Kouyou was exhilarating, he felt butterflies whenever he saw Kouyou smile. It was hard for Yuu to comprehend, but he was in love with Kouyou, he fell in love with the outcast, with the pessimist he met a few years back.
“Yes, but others might suffer from being terribly alone.” Kouyou replied, his hands grasping Yuu’s tenderly, “Thankfully, I’m standing here with the only person that’s been crazy enough to stick around and get caught up in my web of delirium.” Yuu laughed and pressed his lips against Kouyou’s chilled mouth, their mouths instantly parting and deepening the kiss. “I can agree with that,” he breathed against Kouyou’s lips, “to me you’re like a puzzle, but I don’t think I’m done trying to figure you out.”
“And I don’t think you’ll ever be.”