Hewwo, Merry! I wonder if you're still doing the Types of Kisses writing prompt? If so, could you do 38 + GakuYuga, please? >////
Anything for you Michelle! Sorry for the late reply tho haha
38. Whispering “I love you” before a chaste, delicate kiss.
Word Count: 903
AN: ok to be submitted by anyone as proof of ship
“Yuga?” Gakuto called out. Huffing, and walking like a penguin, Gakuto circled around Yuga’s laboratory and called out for him again: “Yuga?!” His voice louder and more annoyed this time.
Yuga giggled, disembodied and Gakuto huffed.
“I know you are around here somewhere!” Gakuto yelled.
“Yeah, duh, I called you here.” Yuga playfully taunted Gakuto.
Gakuto continued around the trash heap of invaluable treasures that Yuga had ferreted away from the tip and other garbage dumps to proudly call his laboratory. He stomped stiffly as he waddled around in search of his friend.
“Yuga!” Gakuto yelled in his most disciplinary voice. The front door to the lab banged about, stubborn as Gakuto pulled on it and rapped on it in some vain attempt to open it.
Yuga sighed. It was time to give up the game. Gakuto was losing and that made it no fun for Yuga to play. At least the mini experiment he had conducted on Gakuto had proved successful. It really was true that people rarely looked above eyeline to search for things; as a kid and as a short person, Yuga couldn’t relate at all but now tried and tested, that factoid was road approved so it had to be true.
“I’m up here.” Yuga said.
His tiny body lolled over the edge of the gutter. His arms dangled and his blood rushes and he gave Gakuto half a heart attack. He screeched like he saw a dead person when he saw Yuga. Yuga only laughed and offered a hand to Gakuto to help him up on the roof. In the dim of dusk, Gakuto’s reluctance was more than apparent but their hands interlocked regardless. With a tug, and unnatural strength aided to him from Kaizo and his metal clutches, Yuga was able to pull Gakuto up onto the roof.
Gakuto held his breast when he landed. His heart hammered. He glared at Yuga.
“It is entirely irresponsible to be up here. What if you fall off?” Gakuto asked, and simultaneously scolded, him.
Yuga shrugged. Laughed. “Kaizo would catch me but I’m too good at being up here. It’s you you should worry about.”
Gakuto fumed but it sank away to genuine, even terrified concern.
“Is it true?” he asked. “Are you really planning on running away from home? Skipping school?”
“Yeah.” Yuga said, blase to Gakuto’s abject horror. “But only for a day or two.”
Gakuto breathed a sigh of relief over hearing that. It wasn’t great but he was glad that it wasn’t the worst case scenario.
“Have you ever heard of Peter Pan?” Yuga asked.
“The boy who would live forever as a child? Yes, I have heard of him.” Gakuto replied, concerned. A tentatively rose to reach out and touch Yuga to soothe him but for some reason, Gakuto was too scared to.
“Well I’ve been thinking about him and how I’m never gonna be like him. One day I’m gonna - we’re gonna - be grown ups and to tell the truth, I’m scared of that.” Yuga didn’t sound scared. He sounded as though he knew exactly what he was talking about and that he put in much calm introspection on the matter. “I’m scared I’m going to grow up and start having less and less fun and that one day, I will barely have any time for you guys, my bestest friends in the whole wide world, because I’m too busy bein’ dog tired from working some dead end job and that I won’t have any ideas for things like my roads, that terrifies me Gakuto. There’s no road or invention to stop time. Even I ain’t that clever so yeah. One day I’m going to grow up and I’m worried everything will suck.”
“Yuga…” Gakuto murmured uselessly. He pet Yuga’s shoulder. It was cold. He thought about how he was going to graduate elementary school next week. A new president had already been instated too - and it wasn’t even Rook.
Despite the dreary look on Yuga’s face as he spoke, he brightened up. He took a great big gulp of dirty night air and sighed contentedly.
“Which is why I’ve decided that I’ll never grow up. I’m gonna be me for the rest of my life. Silly, childish Yuga who has eight ideas for impossible things before breakfast.” Yuga said, speaking like he was making a cheery vow.
“Yuga…” Gakuto breathed fondly, through a bemused smile.
Yuga turned his head to Gakuto, haloed by city lights and murky starlight, he beamed.
“I love you, Gakuto.” Yuga said. “I don’t want you to leave me behind but I can’t stop time no matter how u tantrum or protest so promise me you won’t become an adult too early for someone like me, because, well, you already kinda are in every way.” He laughed.
“I understand and promise.” Gakuto said.
“Thank goodness.”
Yuga sighed and then swooped in. He pecked Gakuto’s lips. It was a clumsy, childish kiss with all his power and might behind it. Gakuto stiffened. Eyes widening whilst Yuga kissed him, his own clenched as hard shut as possible. Neither of them breathed for the many seconds this strange, clunky kiss ensued for.
Yuga smiled when it was all over. “Thanks, Gakuto.” he whispered and Gakuto could have sworn that there were tears in Yuga’s eyes but he couldn’t tell if they were happy, sad, or something else entirely so he merely nodded.
