#almost-otp

Everything about Chihiro was grey. From his hair, to his eyes, to his personality. Everything was just... grey for him. Shuuzou thought it sad, but also endearing in a way. It made him impartial, and easy to rely upon, whereas he was vivid, unpredictable, and somewhat fleeting like his namesake. Two sides of the same coin. 

“Hey,” he started quietly. They were standing in Chihiro’s room together, simply passing the time. It was cloudy outside, befitting everything going on. “you know, you’re um... very grey.” 

“What’s that supposed to mean?” Chihiro asked, pure curiosity taking over his normally sharp tongue. “Are you talking about my hair?” 

“Well, yeah, partially.” Shuuzou nodded a little bit. “More than that, though... Maybe it’s just me, but you seem like a very ‘grey’ type of person. Not really too inclined either way.” 

Chihiro stopped for a moment and stared at his boyfriend, clearly not getting what the other was going for. “I don’t know what you’re trying to get at, Shuuzou, but it’s not making any sense to me.” 

“That’s what I’m talking about!” Shuuzou exclaimed, gesturing toward the taller boy. “You’re so... middle ground about everything!” What he was trying to get at then, he had no clue. Now he was probably just rambling. Not that that knowledge would stop him from doing it. 

“Shuuzou, you’re not making any sense.” Chihiro sighed. “Do you think I’m apathetic or something?” He was starting to get a little annoyed, and slightly frustrated that he had no idea what was going on. “Or are you just rambling.” 

“Both! Probably.” Shuuzou almost laughed at himself. He took a deep breath and sighed, running a hand through his short bangs. “Sorry. I just couldn’t help but notice you have a motif.” 

Now it was Chihiro’s turn to almost laugh. He at least cracked a smile; and while Shuuzou had his hair off his forehead, leaned forward and pressed a kiss to it. “You’re not very subtle, you know.”