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[General K project musebox post.]

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[ Yes, Fushimi remembers those times. Two - or had it been three? - girls at two separate times had sought him out to explain their feelings, but frankly, he hadn't been interested in that. He's barely interested in school, and that's a requirement for the future. He shakes his head. ]

No. I don't want to date a dull person. Che. [ He nervously pushes his glasses up against his face. ] They aren't like you.

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[ He sets his manga down and tilts his head, thinking about Fushimi's words. ]

I dunno if you could find any girls into th' crap I'm into. You might be better off settling, yeah?

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[ He's reminded Misaki is a little thick, and Fushimi averts his eyes quickly, the hand he'd used to push up his glasses covering part of his mouth now. He dislikes how anxious this makes him, how he's considered what would happen if he'd be rejected. Friendship versus...more. ]

You said to go for it if I thought I had a chance. Right? [ He slowly looks back at him, eye to eye. ] I like you, Misaki.

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I know, Saru, we're friends.

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[ Wait... ]

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[ Oh, does he mean? ]

DONE

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[ Oh. The moment he gets it is pretty obvious. Misaki freezes up a bit and his cheeks heat up a bit, mostly because he doesn't know how to react. Saru is one of the few people in his life he considers important. ]

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[ Fushimi is seconds from giving up when he notices how Misaki blushes, and rather than the frown working across his face, there's a soft smile. ]

"Be extra spontaneous today." [ He recites his horoscope without so much as a blink. ] It didn't make sense before, but it does now. We are a perfect match. [ A tilt of his head. ] Say something.

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[ Mumbles ] Can't believe you still read that zodiac crap...

[ He scrubs an arm over his face like he can make his blush go away by sheer force of will. This is serious, sometimes Saru jokes around but Yata knows him, knows when he means what he says and when he doesn't. Asking if he meant it would only piss him off. He finally summons up the guts to speak again. ] What's so special about me?

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You are... [ He had also considered this when he'd first decided that his feelings for Misaki were more than acceptable for a simple friendship, and even now, he can't decide how to tell him. Fushimi shifts over him, taking the manga and dropping it over the side of the bed. ] You eat my vegetables.

[ Honestly, it isn't supposed to be the first thing out of his mouth. He shakes his head, tries again. ] You're different than everyone else, and I want to protect you. [ His fingertips touch a cheek. ] There is only Misaki for me.

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Stupid.

[ There isn't any venom in the word, just exasperation at how Saru always is. Yata wants to reach out and touch him but he's afraid that somehow this might break whatever delicate framework this situation rested on. ]

Pushing everyone else out for one person isn't good either, even if you like them. [ Even if the world is hostile to the two of them. ]

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I don't care. [ Because he doesn't, and nothing Misaki says is going to make him change his mind now. Fushimi has said it; they're actual words rather than just idle thoughts. He purses his lips before leaning down to press their noses together. ] I will never think of anyone else that way. I won't betray you or your feelings, Misaki.

[ The last part is a whisper, afraid to say it any louder. When Fushimi takes a breath, it's to steel his nerves before he kisses him. A short but firm touch of lips. ]

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[ And that. Was his first kiss, the first one and possibly the only one that mattered. It was a little scary, realizing that this had been hiding in his best friend. He didn't know what to do, if he was supposed to do something with his mouth or his hands or even if he was supposed to close his eyes. ]

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[ Had he done it wrong? All of Fushimi's research had indicated that kissing usually sealed the deal. Misaki is his, and he is Misaki's. He draws back a little to look at him, ignoring the fact that the other manga is digging into his side as he sits there. Fushimi pokes at his cheek. ]

Did your brain die, Mi-sa-ki? [ A short smile, glancing down between them. ] There are some things we can try since we're dating now.

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[ There is a moment of being dazed, not realizing what just happened. But then what Saru says hits him. Dating?! Before he can stop himself he ends up blurting the worst possible thing. ]

W-who said we were dating?

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[ His jaw clenches at the question, turning away so he isn't looking at him. Admittedly, it hurts that Misaki isn't on the same page. Fushimi had confessed to him; surely he's allowed to think, given his lack of disagreement, that he had accepted. ]

If you don't want to, just say so.

[ He moves to get off the bed, annoyed and ready to leave. There's nothing waiting for him at home, but he doesn't want Misaki to see him for a while. ]

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[ His stomach drops down through the floor when Yata see's that look on Fushimi's face. He messed up, he messed up really badly. He can't stand seeing that hurt look on his best friend's face.

Once again, without thinking, he reaches out and grabs Fushimi's wrist. ]

Wait- [ His cheeks heat up a bit. ] I-I didn't say that either, stupid monkey...

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[ He glances down at the hand preventing him from going much further than half way off the bed, unsure what it means and what the look on Misaki's face is telling him. Fushimi glances across the room at the door. ]

Tch. What are you saying then?

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[ That look is a knife in his chest. Yata hates seeing Fushimi unhappy. He swallows and pulls at his arm, trying to make him come back. If he ruins this will they still be friends? ]

That... that I'd like to. You know.

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You have to say it. [ He's being stubborn about it, refusing to look back at his friend until he gives in. Fushimi tightens his hand into a fist. ] I want to hear you say it, Misaki.

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[ He grits his teeth, but he can feel his cheeks getting hot again. Why does Fushimi have to be so damn stubborn? He takes a deep breath and doesn't say it. ]

I-I want to date you!

[ He yells it ]

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[ His answer is to immediately turn to him, leaning in to catch him off balance so he can use his other hand to push Misaki down into the bed. Fushimi straddles him, twisting the arm that's still held to take control. Pin Misaki's wrist against the mattress. ]

I don't think I heard you. Say it again. [ But he's happy, and he smiles. ]

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[ The sudden change in position catches him off guard and leaves him pinned beneath Fushimi's weight. He squirms, trying to push his... boyfriend? best friend? off. ]

I think everyone heard that! [ Including the nice older couple who occasionally feeds him. ]

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[ He's persistent though, pushing Misaki down by flattening himself against him. They're close enough Fushimi can see the color of his eye. He looks at his mouth. ] Then everyone knows you're mine now. [ And he's still staring. ] I want to kiss you. Don't move.

[ But he doesn't do anything; it's as if he's waiting for Misaki to do the exact opposite of what he's said. ]

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[ His. The possessive tone of Fushimi's voice sends a shiver through him that he doesn't understand. Yata can't protest this though, not with Fushimi looking as pleased as he does. Smiles from him were rare as it is...

He stays still for the first minute, before he eventually gets sick of waiting. He... he can do this, right? It's kissing. People do it all the time. So he leans up to try and kiss his... boyfriend he supposed, though pinned as he was it took some effort. ]