#chrotasus

ALSO SOMEONE WROTE ABOUT CHROTASUS ON AO3?

Summary: Because when you are Chrono Shindou, life is funny and lets the love of your life fall into your face.

Yup, face.

(Or, Tasuku’s boot collides with Chrono’s face and how Chrono is totally okay with it despite his toothache because he becomes smitten with the prodigy at first sight. Que love story.)

Pairing: ChronoxTasuku, Chrotasus

Disclaimer: I own nothing but the plot of this fanfiction.

Rating: Heavy T, Slash.

A/N: So this baby is a submarine pair that’s been lurking around. And when I did check them out-JFC, they are adorable. I’m still hoping for a cameo episode with these two babies meeting. Let them be together. For a fact, they deserve happiness. And given the recent happenings in the anime…GDI Bushiroad. Give these babies happiness.

Updates will be sporadic. Cause yeah…

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Chrono Shindou knows for fact when life is fucking with him.

It comes in tell-tale forms: his stove breaking down (leaving his eggs half-cooked), his sink getting clogged (how the hell is he going to clear the water that flooded his kitchen), his homework forgotten on a table (dammit, he actually did that one), his sleep getting disturbed (maybe it is his fault for falling asleep on the desk while the class was still going on), his tooth aching again (he doesn’t acknowledge this, nope, not one bit; who cares if he has to endure it? He doesn’t plan on making another trip to the dentist), his hair getting ridiculed (it is a swirl, a style-he isn’t the only one with a ridiculous hairstyle in the vicinity-every other person’s hair seems to be defying gravity anyway)

The list goes on.

Life seems to be a sadist when you are Chrono Shindou. Chrono wants to facepalm at the injustice of it all.  

But he adds a new one to the list: An orange boot colliding with his face.

Painfully.

Painfully adding to his toothache.

He all but shouts profanities. “SON OF A BI-“

“scuit…” He trails off once he sees the boy in front of him. Aqua blue hair and reddish pink eyes, Chrono thinks he has never seen anyone as beautiful as the boy in front of him.

“…orry.”

“What?” He asks dumbly. The boy, wide-eyed with concern, helps him up.

“I’m terribly sorry!” The boy says bowing down once he manages to get Chrono to his feet.

“What-oh, uh, it’s okay…No harm done…” The apple-haired boy replies. Lies. His toothache is hurting like hell and he has to dig his fingers into his palm to stop from screaming out.

The boy with tussled hair (that also defies gravity, ha! Beat that general public! Chrono thinks triumphantly) reaches out and caresses his cheek, his face morphing into that of concern. Chrono prays to every God he knows (but doesn’t necessarily believe in) to prevent the blush from spreading throughout his face. His neck already feels hot from the rapt attention that the impossibly attractive boy in front of him is showering.

How can he be so pretty, Chrono wonders earnestly.  

“This looks a bit swollen…” Pretty-boy remarks, “Please, let me treat it for you.”

Chrono pulls away and murmurs, “It’s okay, I’m not dead.” I will be soon if I don’t stop blushing.

Pretty-boy nods hesitantly before bowing again. Chrono finds himself patting the boy’s head and when the boy gives him a look of surprise, he blushes and shrugs.

“Don’t feel guilty about this, no harm done.” He finds himself reassuring the boy. What comes next makes Chrono Shindou’s heart stop.

Pretty boy flashes him a smile. A blindingly beautiful smile and Chrono decides that it is not healthy for his heart to continue contracting like this. He looks away awkwardly.

Later, when the boy bids him goodbye (but not without another apology), Chrono finds that today is not so bad after all.

Until he happens upon his wet kitchen.

And his toothache acts up again.

Oh Chrono, life is just getting started with you.

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TBC