open smut post

[mundaati]

OPEN POST
-my muselist is here
-mention who you want in the subject line
-leave me a prompt/picture/whatever
-???
-profit

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[selfiesticks]

[ The times when Yuuri came to visit him during the off season were some of Phichit's favorite. From the moment they met in Detroit Phichit knew that Yuuri was the sort of person he wanted to be close to. He was smart and once he was comfortable enough to open up he was one of the coolest people he'd ever met. It always bothered him when others would walk over him or ignore him because he wasn't loud or overbearing like most skaters. Yuuri had a lot more common sense, he'd be the one to pull Phichit back when he wanted to run off and do something stupid.

And really, Phichit knows he's the type to try and get to know everyone. He has so many friends but there's only one person he considers his best friend. No one else knows him the way Yuuri does. He likes being with him, likes how even when things get quiet he doesn't feel the need to fill the silence with chatter like he would with others.

Maybe it's a foregone conclusion that he ends up liking him, though he always keeps it to himself. A monumental act for someone who loves to tell the world everything about his life. But his affection for Yuuri is something he greedily keeps to himself, a treasure he brings out in quiet moments when his friend posts a picture online or texts him something that lets Phichit know that he was thinking of him.

He's in the middle of chattering about a new photo app he found, one with filters he's never seen when Yuuri kisses him and for a moment everything in his head goes quiet as he processes what just happened. Yuuri kissed him, or tried to. Once it sinks it, it doesn't take long to make his choice on how to respond. While Yuuri is still apologizing Phichit reaches over and trails his fingers across his jaw before kissing him properly. It's not a movie-quality kiss, the world doesn't stop. He doesn't even try to take a picture of it. ]

Don't be sorry, please. I like you, I don't want this to be something you regret.