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An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
Chapters: 1/1
Fandom: Fruits Basket, Fruits Basket - Takaya Natsuki (Manga), Fruits Basket (Anime 2019)
Rating: Teen And Up Audiences
Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Relationships: Honda Tohru/Sohma Kyou
Characters: Honda Tohru, Sohma Kyou
Additional Tags: Fluff, Mindless Fluff, Post-Curse, kyo being casually physically affectionate with his girl, and tohru knows how to ice skate, no beta we die like my will to live, Established Relationship, Holding Hands, …kind of? i dunno, this fic is all over the place
Summary:
He lets Tohru lead him by the hand. Not just because he’s a hazard to himself when left to his own devices on the ice rink, but also because her hands are so soft, and so warm, and Kyo isn’t exactly on good terms with the cold (and because being apart from Tohru is torture to him).
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the
Organization for Transformative Works
Rating: M
Warnings: none
Blurb: "She's not sure when this efficient, well-thought-out process turns into them being in their bedroom on their futon, tangled in bedsheets, but it somehow did, and here they are..."
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An Archive of Our Own, a project of the
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Rating: G
Warnings: none
Blurb: "He's apartment hunting. Alone. After her stay in the hospital, she really can't afford to miss more school, so she's opted to stay home and cram for finals with Yuki instead of accompanying Kyo to their new town on his extended weekend adventure. He understands, of course. He really does. But he's also completely lost without her here."
Since it’s Fruits Basket’s Kyoru week, I thought I would submit a little something of my own! It’s late, but I suppose this qualifies for the holding hands prompt with some frazzled!Tohru! Enjoy :)
Tohru is surprisingly quiet the entire walk home. She clutches the pearls from Kyo’s bracelet to her heart, feeling the painful thud of her heart in her chest as she remembers. The curse wasn’t her own burden to bear, but it was as though she could feel the weight leaving her body--as if they were all connected, too.
“What is it, Tohru?” Kyo asks, and she freezes in the middle of the path. Nearby, she can see Yuki’s garden, overflowing with vegetables and fruits.
“Hm?” Tohru asks, then glances down, realizing that Kyo is holding her hand all of a sudden. It feels right--like nothing she had ever felt before, but something that she had been craving. She had never imagined it for herself because she didn’t think she needed it.
Kyo glances down at their entwined hands. Tohru thinks he may be thinking the same thing. “You have that look that I hate--you look upset, I mean,” he corrects, looking up and meeting her eyes. Tohru wants to smile because of how hard Kyo is trying.
She can’t bring herself to speak her mind, so instead, she walks up the few steps to the house.
Kyo follows her quietly, his footsteps shuffling and keeping a tentative distance. Tohru wants nothing more than to invite him closer but doesn’t know how. Instead, she opens the door to Shigure’s house, preparing for Momiji to hop out from behind a door, or for everyone to be seated together at the table. The house is empty, though, and the lights are turned off, save for the light above the oven. “Oh! Nobody home, I guess,” Tohru mutters, feeling disappointed.
Tohru feels him approaching before he does, a burst of breath before he is placing a tentative hand on Tohru’s hip. She hitches a breath in and turns around to stare up at Kyo, his light brown eyes still shining with that orange glow that makes him look just like a cat. It’s a part of him that will never leave, Tohru supposes.
“I’m sorry!” Tohru screams suddenly, and Kyo’s hand tenses before relaxing once more. “I realize that you must think I’m silent for a terrible reason or that I regret something! Please know that I don’t regret anything that happened and that there’s just a lot on my mind--”
“Tohru, Tohru,” Kyo interjects, taking hold of Tohru’s cheeks with his broad hands. She freezes, glancing up at him. “I don’t think anything. I think we’ve been through too much and made too many mistakes. I think you’re just stressed, which is normal to feel. You need to stop stressing yourself out--not about me, anyway.”
“Oh,” Tohru says, looking into his eyes. She thought back to the kiss and how Kyo had mentioned that it was the second one. It’s fast, I know, but I want to kiss him again.
Not for the first time, Tohru finds herself completely perplexed by her own thoughts.
Kyo, oblivious, releases Tohru’s face. “Now, are you going to tell me what’s bothering you? I do get worried, but just worried that you’re overthinking again.”
Tohru wants to smile at his care but can’t stop her thoughts from racing. “Oh, um, right. Well, I mean, I was just thinking about how Kisa must feel right now. And Hatsuharu, too! I wonder if they’re all okay, is all.”
Kyo’s expression flashes from confusion to amusement. “That’s it? I should have known you would only be concerned about them right now and not yourself.”
Tohru makes a noise of confusion as Kyo pulls her into a tight hug, his fingers snaking through her hair as she tilts her head against his shoulder. “Uhm, Kyo?” Tohru asks, then snaps her mouth shut. I’m acting so inconsiderate right now! Kyo has just broken his own curse, and I should be there for him--
“I love that about you,” Kyo admits, his voice so quiet that Tohru almost can’t hear it. “I love you,” he says with a sigh, placing a quick kiss on the top of her head. It’s just how he always bumps her head with her fist, and for some reason, the thought makes her tear up. “Don’t cry,” Kyo says, almost on instinct and without looking up. He holds her closer as if knowing that it’s exactly what she needs.
Tohru clings to him, feeling the way the tears run down her cheeks.
“Wait a minute. Aren’t you going to say I love you back?” Kyo says suddenly, his voice louder, and Tohru jumps back.
She gasps, tears falling to the floor as she tries to regain her bearings. “Of course I love you! How could you even think that? It’s just that this is all new to me, and I’m just feeling so selfish because you have been struggling so much--”
Kyo laughs, and the sound is like a million birds flying home. “I’m pulling your leg, Tohru.”
This time, Kyo does bump Tohru’s head with a solid thunk, and Tohru can’t help but smile past her tears.
