Youāll catch a cold!
the rain inconsistently hit the plastic roof of the bus stop nonstop. Giyuu had just sprinted from school to the nearest place with shelter. He sighed and silently scolded himself for forgetting his umbrella. There was no possible way he could have waited for the rain to stop, as he had to take a train back to his house. He nervously fumbled with his fingers as he decided what he should do next. Should he wait a few more minutes? the rain was really pouring down by now. Or should he risk it and run? He was just about to run towards the train station when he heard foot steps next to him. Giyuu turned quickly and was greeted by a dry Sabito, stationed next to him. āIt sure is raining hard huh?ā Sabito smiled, shaking the excess droplets from his umbrella. Giyuu nodded in reply. Sabito sighed ādonāt you have to catch the train to get home?ā he asked after a moment of silence. Giyuu stared at his mud stained shoes. āIāll just have to catch the next oneā he replied, he knew Sabito wouldnāt tolerate him running in the rain. It was silent again. Nevertheless Giyuu enjoyed the silence, he was glad they were both comfortable in their own silence. After several rain drop filled heartbeats, something cold touched Giyuuās finger. He turned and saw Sabito nudging his umbrella towards him. Giyuu snorted, āI canāt take thisā he said, meeting Sabitoās purple gaze. āSure you can! Youāll catch a cold, the rain isnāt going to stop for a while and you and I both know itā he replied in a matter of factually. Giyuu rolled his eyes, āwhat about you? You can just walk, youāll definitely catch a coldā he said shifting closer towards Sabito. Sabito smiled, āa real man can toughen it out,ā he said, puffing out his chest. Giyuu giggled softly, āthat doesnāt mean you canāt get sick!ā he snorted, tugging one of Sabitoās peach locks of hair. Sabito took Giyuuās hand and pressed it around the umbrella. ājust take it,ā he said softly, his eyes brimming with affection. Giyuu felt his cheeks heat up. He was suddenly reminded why he loved Sabito. Of course, heād never let Sabito know. He couldnāt risk their friendship. āR-really, itās fine,ā he muttered. āCāmon Giyuu, donāt be a pain in the ass,ā Sabito smirked, pulling him closer towards him. With every inch Giyuuās face felt warmer and warmer, until he thought his face was practically on fire. āA- alright,ā he stammered. Pulling away, Sabito grinned from ear to ear. āthatās great to hear,ā he replied. āWhat about you?ā Giyuu asked, not meeting his gaze. āIāll run it out!ā Sabito responded. āYouāll catch a cold!ā Giyuu looked up but by the time he lifted his head, sabito was already jogging away, rain staining his shirt. Giyuu watched for several seconds and turned to walk to the train station. āāāāāāāāāāāāāā Of course, the next day Sabito didnāt show up to school. Giyuu stood outside his class, and stared at the single message Sabito texted him.
āI guess I did catch a cold!! (^Š·^)-āā
Giyuu snorted, it was so like Sabito to act all meek, especially when something turned out the way Giyuu always said it would. Giyuu rolled his eyes and put his phone in his pocket, at least it wouldnāt be raining today. The school day without Sabito certainly was boring, but finally when the bell rang, Giyuu ran as fast as he could out the school gate. Giyuu stopped by a convence store, and quickly picked out some pocky and a packet of cough drops. The plastic bag felt light in Giyuuās hand, as he ran towards Sabitoās house. By the time he got there he was breathing very heavily, and his face was flushed despite the cool weather. He went into his garden, and turned towards the side of the house where Sabitoās room was. He peered in through the window, and there was Sabito, blowing his nose. To be honest it was kind of gross. Giyuu knocked on the window, and Sabito jumped in his bed. His head snapped towards the window, and in the split second that his eyes showed surprise, it was replaced with relief, and something else that Giyuu couldnāt quite tell. Sabito opened the window, and Giyuu climbed in. He sank into Sabitoās bed and smiled. Sabito laughed, āI canāt believe youād sneak into my house,ā he snorted. Giyuu grinned, āWell it was your fault for getting sick,ā he replied. Sabito smirked, āwhatās in the bag?ā he jutted his chin towards the plastic bag gripped in Giyuuās hand as he plopped on his bed. Giyuu took out the pocky and cough drops. āWhy pocky?ā Sabito snorted, turning a soft shade of pink. Only then Giyuu realized what he had done. He looked down, feeling his cheeks warm up once again. āI thought you liked pocky,ā he replied quickly. āOh- I do,ā Sabito responded with a quick laugh. Giyuu looked up again, and accidentally met Sabitoās gaze. He looked kind of sad. Giyuu shifted in his spot. āMaybe I should leave, Iām probably disturbing you from getting better,ā he said uncertainly. Sabito was silent for a moment. āYou can leave if you want,ā he said, with a hint of deject in his tone. Giyuu wondered what was making Sabito upset. āAre you okay?ā he asked after a while of contemplation. Sabito looked surprised. āIām okay for a sick person,ā he replied with a slightly strained smile. Giyuuās gaze softened. āIf thereās anything you want to tell me, Iām here to listen,ā he told him. He wanted to support his friend as much as he could. Sabito turned pink. āI- Itās nothing,ā he stammered, scrunching up his nose. Giyuu felt his heart pound. Sabito looked adorable when he scrunched up his nose like that. And with out a thought, he leaned in a kissed the tip of Sabitoās nose. Sabitoās eyes widened and his face flushed. āG- Giyuu!ā he exclaimed in surprise. Giyuu pulled away, blushing madly. āIām sorryā¦ I didnāt think it would make you uncomforta-ā Giyuu was cut off with Sabitoās hand on his red cheek. Giyuu met his gaze with a dazed look. Sabito looked conflicted. After hesitating for a moment, he took a deep breath and leaned towards Giyuu. Giyuu could barely react before their lips met. It was a kiss so light, so soft, it felt like a butterfly had landed on his lips. Sabito pulled away so their lips were close, but not touching. Giyuu didnāt meet his gaze, and pulled Sabito towards him. He smelled like laundry detergent, and his lips tasted like cough syrup. Giyuu almost laughed, their noses kept bumping, and at one point their foreheads knocked against each other. They pulled away, giggling and rubbing their foreheads. Neither of them made eye contact, both too embarrassed to do so. Giyuu licked his lips, which Sabito did notice. Once again they pulled towards each other, still as clumsy as before, but neither with a care in the world, as nothing good match the giddy delight they felt of being with each other. āYouāre gonna catch my cold,ā Sabito reminded him when they pulled apart.
