#nurawrites

"Sir?" Shiro chuckled as Matt pushed him inside one of the empty rooms in the castle and closing the door behind them.

"I panicked okay," Matt grumbled defensively. "It has been a long time. Besides I wasn't about to reveal our relationship in front of everyone including my baby sister."

"Your baby sister who also risks her life everyday as a paladin of Voltron? That sister?" Shiro raised his eyebrows. "What's the use of even keeping it all secret anyway? We aren't on earth anymore. We're in space now."

"Yeah she's awesome," Matt smiled proud of his little sister's accomplishments. His smile turned into a smirk as he fixed his eyes on Shiro and pulled him close so they were mere centimeters apart. "And let's just say I like the thrill."

Shiro chuckled again smitten and fond of the absurd ridiculousness that was his boyfriend. He automatically lifted up, an integral part of him knowing just what to do. Matt immediately wrapped his legs around Shiro's waist and grinned at the familiarity of the action.

As Matt adjusted it gave Shiro some time to take him now being the first time he really had the time to really look at Matt ever since they reunited a few moments ago.

He still had that dorkish grin that Shiro adored and he had sustained some scars here and there that Shiro tried not to worry about too much about (even though he wanted to kill anyone who ever hurt him). He was still the beautiful boy he fell in love with so long ago.

"What are you staring at?" Matt asked amused as he cupping Shiro's cheeks in his hands and brought them even closer together.

Shiro just simply replied. "You."

Matt's mouth twitched one of his tells that he was restraining himself from laughing. "Hmm? Am I too dashing for you that you can barely form any words?"

"Maybe?"

Matt restrain broke and he burst out laughing, mist forming in his eyes and he muttered "dork" and kissed him.

Their mouths melted together and Matt felt that familiar excited flutter in his chest as encircled his arms around Shiro's neck. His chest exploded with pure joy as their lips slotted together perfectly like puzzle pieces, made to fit one another and Matt hummed, his whole body sighing with contentment. He was finally home. He was finally where he was supposed to be and he couldn't be happier. He hadn't realized just how much he had missed this. Being encased in Shiro's arms and hearing that appreciative little hum whenever he ran his fingers through soft hair. Sneaking around and making out with him when nobody was looking.

He had missed him so gosh darned much that at first, it all just felt so right, that he didn't notice anything was wrong. But then he felt it, just as he was getting swept up in his utter joy at finally being back. It was faint but very subtle but he felt it all the same. There was something different about Shiro. Matt couldn't pinpoint exactly what it was but it almost felt like he was a completely different person. Matt stopped kissing him just as the realization set in to look at him. To really look as his mind tried to find out just what it was about him that didn't feel right. But once he stared into Shiro's eyes, he saw the same adoring and love struck look in his eyes he has to come to know for the past few years of knowing him and his heart softened.

And just like that he knew with every fiber of his being if nothing else that this man he knew and loved and attributed the weird sense of wrongness in his chest to the fact that Shiro had been through a lot of things since he last saw him including and not limited to getting a prosthetic and a rad shock of white hair.

"MATT!"

"Oh shit, that's pidge," Matt said unhooking his legs and scrambling down.

Phichuuri Week Day 4: Friends to Lovers 

@phichuuriweek ao3

“Yuuri, you’re cheating!” Phichit whined as he leaned on his side still balancing the controller in his hand somehow as he continued to halfheartedly play in his sideways position.

“Come on stop being such a sore loser,” Yuuri smirked as he managed to score again. “You’re just saying that because I’m winning.”

Phichit pouted and slithered closer and head butted Yuuri’s thigh. His skin was so soft and he wondered if Yuuri would mind if he placed his head in his lap.“You’re only winning because you’re cheating! God the things that I have put up with living with you! I ought to just leave you!”

“You put with me?” Yuuri asked incredulously. “You’re saying that while you wiggle on the floor and pouting like a five-year-old?”

Phichit gave him an offended look and put his hand on his chest indignantly momentarily forgetting all about the game they were playing and opened his mouth to reply when he suddenly noticed the numbers on the screen and realized that he all but lost considering that he couldn’t possibly close the gap between him and Yuuri now! (not that he had much of a chance, to begin with). He let out a defeated sound and wrapped his arms dramatically around Yuuri’s waist causing the latter to almost drop his controller.

“Wha-Phichit what’re doing! I’m cannot play like this!” Yuuri protested his face turning red as he tried to pry Phichit off of him. He tried to ignore how Phichit’s lips brushing against his exposed skin made his heart race.

“You have already won, what more could you possibly want?” Phichit turned his head burying it in Yuuri’s clothes. “You already defeated me. Do you also want to laugh and rub your victory in the face of my dying avatar? Yuuri you’re so cruel! Crueler than I could have imagined!” Phichit nuzzled his head further into Yuuri’s side.

Yuuri couldn’t help but laugh partly because he always found Phichit’s overdramatic antics hilarious and partly because he was ticklish. “Phichit we need to finish the game! You promised no distractions! Besides how can I rub my victory in your avatar’s dead face if I haven’t won yet.”

Phichit bolted upright into a sitting position his arms still wrapped tightly around Yuuri. He stared into him his chocolate brown and realized not for the first time that he could stare into them forever. They were so pretty. “I knew it! Everyone thinks you’re so sweet and innocent and they all fail to see the monster underneath! So ruthless and vile!”

“Like you’re one to talk,” Yuuri retorted. They were pressed up against each other and Yuuri wondered if Phichit could feel how hard his heart was beating. “Who was it that smuggled vodka into the dorms at last week’s party via water bottles, huh? It certainly wasn’t me. I still remember how you straight up told the dorm supervisor to take a sip just throw him off. You were lucky he didn’t actually do it and believed in bold faced lies!”

Phichit laughed at the memory. They were so close together now that Yuuri could feel Phichit’s breath fan over his face. Phichit’s eyes lightened up a certain way when he laughed and it always spread a warmth in Yuuri’s chest. He loved it whenever he was the one to make Phichit light up like that. “Yeah, that was wild. Still, can’t believe he fell for that! Think I should do it again?”

“What? No! The last time was nerve wrecking enough! I don’t want to go through that again!” Yuuri declined. Somewhere in their conversation, Phichit had removed his arms from around Yuuri’s waist and they were now resting comfortably around his neck instead. Wherever their skin touched was vibrating with warmth and his skin hummed with approval. A feeling he had gotten used to as of late considering how they much closer they had gotten since they first met.

Phichit just smirked. “It was still a lot of fun though. I remember you laughing. I remember you laughing a lot actually.”

Yuuri was about to retort when they suddenly heard the tv wail signaling that the time was up and they had both lost the game. Yuuri let out a strangled sound. “Phichit look at what you did! Now we have to start all over again!”

That wiped Phichit’s victorious grin right off his face (he had been rejoicing at the fact that he hadn’t lost to Yuuri which to him counted as a win). “What? No! I don’t want to!” Phichit whined as he closed his eyes and buried his face in the nook of Yuuri’s neck which made the latter’s breath hitch. “Yuuri we’ve already played enough. I don’t want to lose anymore.”

“What the-?” Yuuri said and groaned in annoyance which mad Phichit open his eyes and he suddenly found himself in darkness.

Phichit immediately let go of Yuuri to touch his face in horror. “Please tell me that we just had a power out and that I didn’t just go blind.”

“The power went out,” Yuuri confirmed.

“Oh thank god,” Phichit exhaled relieved.

“Why’d you even think that you suddenly went blind? I’m pretty sure that isn’t the first concern that usually goes through a person’s mind when they’re in the dark?”

“I had a really realistic dream last night that I couldn’t see so I just thought shit this is it just as the prophecy foretold, you know? Ironically my whole life didn’t flash before my eyes, the only thing I could think was but I haven’t watched the latest episodes of b99 yet! I was utterly devastated Yuuri.” But Yuuri gave no response. “You’re judging me aren’t you? I can’t see you, Yuuri, but I can feel your judgy look so freaking hard. Yuuri I thought we were friends!”

“We should probably check out why the lights went out,” Yuuri said after a long silence.

“Wait!” Yuuri was about to get up when suddenly he felt Phichit lightly touch his arm before he wrapped his hand around it. “You can’t just leave me alone in the dark. Who knows what’s out there ready eat me.”

Yuuri’s mouth curved into a smile. “They’d be right to eat you considering how you made me lose the game earlier.”

Phichit let out a surprised laugh and tackled Yuuri to the ground. “I can’t believe you! Is that how little I mean to you? I thought we were best friends!” Phichit attacked Yuuri’s sides tickling him mercilessly. “Say you love me and would never abandon me!”

Yuuri wheezed with laughter. “Phi- please sto-” Yuuri tried to sit up in an attempt to throw Phichit off but instead crashed his mouth with his and they both instantly froze. There had been nothing romantic about it considering that they just slammed their mouths together but Yuuri’s cheeks still heated up and his heart pounded painfully in his chest. And he was suddenly grateful that the power was out.

I can’t believe I just did that! He had the sudden urge to find a hole to crawl into and die. Phichit, of course, being the inconsiderate ass that he was just had to address it.

“Yuuri… did you just kiss me?” Phichit asked sounding mightily amused and the only thing Yuuri could think about despite how hard he was crushing on him was how much he wanted to deck him. He could die of embarrassment. “Are you embarrassed?” How did he freaking know?

When Yuuri refused to reply knowing that whatever came out would be a blabbering mess he felt Phichit’s hands softly ran up his body, leaving hot trails in their wake, till they settled on his cheeks. “Don’t be. I didn’t mind. Next time just try to make it hurt less.”

Yuuri let out a shuddering breath. “Does that mean-that you-you-”

“That I like you?” Phichit finished for him. “Yes. Quite a lot. In fact-” Phichit fumbled for Yuuri’s hand and placed it on his beating heart. “I’ve for some time and right now right at this moment I really want to kiss you.”

Feeling Phichit’s heart beat under his fingertips did nothing to sooth the erratic beating of his own heart but it reassured him and he found it much easier to breathe. He sat up and reached for Phichit’s face to cup it in his free hand. They sat like that in deafening silence, cupping each other’s cheeks with one hand and the others rested upon each atop Phichit’s chest. “You’re so quiet,” Phichit noted, he himself talking quietly as he slowly caressed Yuuri’s cheeks with his thumb. “I want to kiss you. Is that okay?”

“Yeah,” Yuuri breathed. His heart was beating so erratically in chest that he could barely hear and yet he felt at ease at the same time. He felt like they were sitting in their own bubble cocoon by the darkness. He quite liked it. Their own little dark world.

Phichit moved his hand from where it was resting atop Yuuri’s to cup his cheek. Yuuri could feel him close the distance between them and wondered if he should close his eyes despite not being able to see shit either way.

The kiss was soft and chaste at first as they tried to adjust to each other. They even clicked their teeth together which just made Phichit giggle and Yuuri grinned because they were both idiots and omg I love him.

They adjusted and their lips finally slotted together in complete sync and Yuuri’s chest exploded with warmth, love, joy, something everything and the only thing he could think in that moment as he felt Phichit toy with the ends of his hair - something that made sigh with content - and his own arms wrap around Phichit’s waist was that there was nowhere else in the entire world he would rather be than with his eccentric and lovable room/rink mate/best friend because he just loved him so freaking much.

When they finally broke apart for air Yuuri found the same love in Phichit’s smoldering gray eyes. His cheeks were flushed red which made Yuuri experimentally poke them because they were so pretty and cute. His eyes vibrated with such joy, they were mesmerizing and Yuuri wanted to capture their radiance as a monument and keep it forever. Phichit seemed to second his thoughts as he suggested that they took a selfie. Yuuri reached for Phichit’s phone right away noticing just then that the lights had already turned back on.

They took the selfie Phichit slung his arm around Yuuri’s shoulder something they had always done but felt a lot intimate after what they had done.

“Let’s build a fort,” Phichit suggested with a cheeky grin and Yuuri laughed.

“That’s so random.”

“So?”

So Yuuri didn’t protest when his best friend clasped his hand in his and helped him build a fort in the middle of the night for no apparent reason other than he was asked to and he was too weak to refuse. Once it was built Phichit pushed Yuuri down and captured his lips in his. This kiss packed a lot more enthusiasm and passion that made Yuuri reel and he absolutely loved it.

Yuuri pulled back to catch his breath. “Don’t tell me the only reason you wanted to make this fort was just to make out in it.”

It’s finally the 8th where I live live! So without further ado *ahem* HAPPY BIRTHDAY EMIL!! And Happy EmiMike Exchange to @treflev Hope you like my gift. I decided to go with your reincarnation au prompt :D Please enjoy!! @emimikeweek ‘

High on love:   Emimike| Coffee shop AU Sequel to Mugged my heart and is basically Emil and Mickey going on their first date.

They are both in a club where Otabek is dj-ing at and JJ’s band was performing at. (This was meant to be part of a dj/musician au I wanted to write. Delete one line and it could easily be part of canon)

“I noticed you have been staring at me all night.”

“Was not.”

“Was so…” JJ moved closer placing one hand on the wall Otabek was leaning up against, staring down at him with a cocky glint in his eyes. “So do you want to do something about this” JJ gestured between them. “Or nah?”

Otabek didn’t reply, he was too busy blushing up a storm. His heart pounded erratically in his ear that he almost couldn’t hear anything.

When Otabek didn’t reply JJ immediately removed his hand from the wall he had crowded Otabek into. “It’s okay, if you don’t want to, that’s fine too.”

He started to walk away and Otabek screamed internally at himself to stop him, he didn’t want him to go but it was really embarrassing to leave himself vulnerable like that. What if it was too late? What if his silence turned him off. People often told him that he was too silent sometimes and it had never bothered him before because he honestly didn’t care but now he really did. JJ was getting farther away. Stop overthinking things! Don’t let this beautiful stranger walk away!

Otabek leaped a few feet forward to grab JJ’s shirt stopping him. JJ turned away around with that knowing attractive smirk of his. “Oh so you did want to do something about this after all.”

He sounded so smug that it irritated Otabek. Why was it so easy to always fluster him like this? He just wouldn’t stand for this. So without thinking he just blurted out. “I’m gonna kiss you right now.”

Otabek didn’t know what he expected but certainly not for JJ to blush as heavily as he did and stutter. “Wha-I-” nonetheless it made Otabek smirk with satisfaction despite how he wanted to curl in on himself for blurting out something so embarrassing. “It’s okay if you don’t want to, that’s fine too.”

“What no!” Then he noticed the smirk on Otabek’s face and a light bulb went off in his head as a smirk started to form on his face too. “I see what you did there” JJ’s hand were then suddenly around Otabek’s neck and on the back of his head. His skin was suddenly sizzling hot wherever they touched and his heart was beating like crazy that he could barely hear the music over it. If JJ wasn’t so close he probably wouldn’t have heard what he said next. “And yes you can kiss me.”

His heart all but stopped but that didn’t stop him from tiptoeing a bit and tilt his head to plant a kiss on JJ’s inviting lips. Otabek was tentative at first, shaking with nerves but JJ was eager and moved his lips hungrily against his and Otabek was soon enough swept away in his pace. The more they kissed the more confident Otabek became and he started to kiss back with more enthusiasm and passion wrapping his hands around JJ’s waist and pressing him up against the wall. JJ’s hands wrapped comfortably around Otabek’s neck. They broke up for air

“You’re a lot more aggressive than I initially thought,” JJ let out a quiet laugh that rumbled pleasantly against Otabek’s chest. “So… dinner?”

Otabek laughed. They had gone about this all wrong. Starting out with making out in a deserted part of the music venue and now he was asking him out for dinner? Seriously? “Dinner sounds nice.”

JJ grinned as his hand playing with the ends of Otabek’s hair. He hummed. “Good. Now let’s continue, shall we?” And they did.

Summary: Mila just came to have fun not to get unattainable crushes. All she wanted was to make fun of her friend but look at her already head over heels in love after just one conversation. Ugh.