“Of course!” Tip toeing to place a soft kiss upon his boyfriend’s lips, Yuya grinned from ear to ear. “M’ always working hard. I gotta be someone you can be proud of!”
“I’m always proud of you, Yuya~” Fubuki chuckled and gave the boy a short, sweet kiss in response and nuzzled him affectionately. “Speaking of which… I got you a present for all your hard work.”
Fubuki didn’t get much, but he hoped that the gift would be something that Yuya liked.
“B-Buki…” Setting on his boyfriend’s lap, Yuya had become rather flustered being pulled up there so swiftly. Hands still a little awkward, he cupped the boy’s face before slowly pressing his lips to Fubuki’s, taking in his soft scent and delicate lips.
“There…does that make up for it?”
“It does.” Fubuki’s words were soft as he leaned in and rested his forehead against Yuya’s, arms coiling around the boy’s waist. “Any kiss from you is enough to make up for it, my little tomato.”
A kiss was placed on Yuya’s nose, grin playing on Fubuki’s lips as he gazed lovingly at the boy on his lap. The brunet had missed his precious boyfriend… It felt so right to have him back in his arms again and for them to be kissing like this.
“I- found someone..! I don’t want to mess it up, but I- I don’t know what I’m doing..!"
Fubuki seemed to take the newfound information well, about Jun not chasing his sister. Lucky for Manjoume.. He didn’t want an angry Fubuki on his case.
"Well, the first thing you need to figure out is how you feel about them. Do you want to spend the rest of your life with them? Or is it just a temporary attraction?”
“I really can’t help you much if you don’t tell me more. It’s hard to gauge your situation if I have to skim for details. Don’t be shy about telling me. It’ll be just between us, I promise.”
I- I know I’m not- going after Asuka anymore, but— uuuuh..-!”
It surprised Fubuki that the Manjoume wasn’t chasing his sister anymore… Still, the raven-haired youth had requested his teachings. A brow was raised at the boy’s request, earning a query from Fubuki. What did Manjoume want to learn?
Fubuki snuck up behind his little tomato, covering the boy’s eyes with his hands. The brunet couldn’t help but chuckle, nuzzling his boyfriend affectionately.
“Guess who, Yuya~” It didn’t take a rocket scientist to figure out who it was, however.
