Lighting - Tenma x Ryouhei (Kill Blue)
A/N *Author’s Notes: This is short story about Tenma finding Ryouhei attractive under some window curtains. You’re probably thinking, who the hell is Ryouhei? He is Tenma’s childhood friend who looks kind of like Kenma (Haikyuu). I find the ship appealing as a thought. And yes, I know he has a crush on Chisato and I still think it’s cute, but it would be remiss of me to dismiss possible BL fantasizing.
AI WARNING! If you dislike it, ignore this post and move on!
So most of this was generated with AI bc I was too lazy to write up a whole short story myself. I did some tweaks and add things in myself. I like that it generated with Tenma denying his attraction and brushing it off www
Now, onto the real story! ~~~~~~~~~~
The afternoon breeze drifted through the open classroom windows, stirring the thin white curtains until they billowed like pale clouds. Sunlight filtered through the fabric, washing everything in a soft glow. Tenma leaned against the doorway, ready to leave after practice, when something caught his eye. Ryouhei was sitting on the windowsill. One leg hung outside while the other rested inside the classroom, absently swinging. His slightly long, dirty blond hair, parted down the middle, shifted gently with the breeze, and the curtains occasionally swept across his shoulders before floating away again. The light made the edges of his hair look almost golden and softened the green of his eyes as he looked over the school grounds. "...Huh." Tenma frowned. He'd seen Ryouhei thousands of times. Running drills. Laughing with classmates. Walking home together. So why did he suddenly look... different? No. Not different. Good-looking. Tenma folded his arms, staring longer than he intended. He's average height... good posture... surprisingly balanced proportions...It was only objective observation. The same way he'd evaluate an athlete. Probably. Ryouhei noticed him and smiled with his usual easygoing, tired expression. What was the cause of that? (A/N: Him.) "Practice over already?" "Yeah." "You've been standing there for a while." "I have not." "...You have." Tenma finally looked away. "...Whatever." Ryouhei laughed quietly, the sound carrying through the otherwise empty classroom. For some reason, that laugh fit the afternoon. Tenma continued avoiding eye contact. Ridiculous. He had championships to win. Records to break. Legends to surpass. Thinking about whether Ryouhei looked unexpectedly attractive sitting in front of a window was completely irrelevant. "...Let's go." Ryouhei hopped down from the windowsill and fell into step beside him without another word. As they walked into the hallway, Tenma caught himself glancing sideways once more. ...Still looks good. His brow furrowed. Must be the lighting.
