[challenge] Day 9 - Kazuaki/Youichi
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Day 9 - What was your favourite childhood toy?
Kazuaki/Youichi (Hana wa Saku ka) → drabble || romance, pg
A soft smile lay on Kazuaki's lips when he watched Youichi guiding his charcoal carefully over the canvas. He always enjoyed looking at Youichi when the lad drew one of his flowery pictures. The smile and calmness that radiated from the 19 year old lad always tugged at his heart and let it flutter.
Kazuaki/Youichi (Hana wa Saku ka) → drabble || romance, pg
A soft smile lay on Kazuaki's lips when he watched Youichi guiding his charcoal carefully over the canvas. He always enjoyed looking at Youichi when the lad drew one of his flowery pictures. The smile and calmness that radiated from the 19 year old lad always tugged at his heart and let it flutter.
Funny, how Youichi was able to let Kazuaki feel like a teenager again. He was twice as old as him, but neither he nor Youichi were able to suppress their feelings when being in private. Who knew what the others might think of them if they found out that a romantic relationship had blossomed between them.
Sighing softly Kazuaki watched Youichi more intensely. His young lover surely was very talented at drawing. He was sure it was not just as a memory of his father that Youichi picked up drawing earnestly as a child. Youichi must have loved drawing, and he was sure the pencil was his favourite toy.
The scratching of Youichi's charcoal grazing over the canvas ceased and Kazuaki noted Youichi's shoulders to tremble a little.
“S-Sakurai-san,” the lad muttered softly and it caught Kazuaki by surprise. Sure enough, Youichi was a quiet and not really talkative youth but Kazuaki had learned to understand him. He meant to reply to Youichi's words, but the lad beat him to it, “Please stop staring at me like that.”
Kazuaki chuckled when he rose from his stool and moved over to Youichi. “Why so, Youichi?” he asked and marvelled in the flush that spread over the other's face when he turned his head to look up at him looming over his figure.
“You make me nervous,” Youichi breathed and averted his eyes. The charcoal slipped from Youichi's fingers when Kazuaki leaned in and stole a soft kiss from Youichi's lips. He just couldn't help himself when Youichi was being cute like this.