Meme: Send a symbol to... || Accepting
âŹ- ⌠make our muses sing together.Â
Izumi shifted awkwardly in the couch of the karaoke. He was failing to adapt to this horrible, horrible situation, and failing. Mixers were not for him. Partly because he didnât liked people acting so friendly with him for no reason, and partly because he was too damn gay to even cast a look at the girls that cooed over him.
He regretted ever accepting to come, and dagged a glare at the blond that had invited him. It was because of that stupid, warm, cute, puppy smile that he havenât been able to say no. Yes, you are to blame Kaoru Hakaze donât act like you donât know what this is about.
Izumi moved further away from the rest of the people, and even closer to Kaoru, already complaining about it and questioning the blond on the way his mind worked to ever think izumi and a mixer was a good idea. Kaoru however, only smiled before suggesting to sing a duet.
It was song Izumi liked, maybe thatâs why he suggested on singing it. But did he knew that was a romantic duet? Well, the song was already on, and it was a good excuse to stand up and just distract himself by enjoying some singing with his friend. So he accepted the mike and stood by Kaoruâs side.
â - ⌠make our muses share a cup of chocolate.
âI donât need itâ Izumi commented when kaoru said something about sharing his hot chocolate cup with him. He really didnât need any, even if it was nicely warm and it smelled terribly tasty. Focus Izumi, thatâs a ton of sugars and calories that he wanted nothing of.
Moving closer in the couch -close enough their arms were bumping each other- Kaoru presented the cup of warm chocolate once more. More than asking, he moved the cup to izumiâs lips.
Already cornered against the armrest Izumi merely turned his head towards Kaoru, pressing his lips against the cup and taking a drink when Kaoru tilted it slightly. Ah, it was good.
Kaoru giggled as he pulled the cup away. Izumi looked away with some warmth on his cheeks. His house was seeing a lot of visits lately.Â
â¤- ⌠cuddle my muse. (Iâm taking some advantages and making a mayor jump forward in time for this one lol)
He would have never guessed there would be a time when a house other than his own would feel so welcoming. Everything hurt and he felt alone. Lonely. Broken. He had tried to act like everything was ok, but it most certainly wasnât ok. Kaoru had noticed, and like a good friend, he had reached for him.
Staying over at Kaoruâs was actually a good idea. The company of someone made him less prone to drown in negative thoughts. It made it harder to start questioning what ever went wrong.
He was sitting in the bed, in the cold, and Kaoru threw a blanket over him. Then, he came closer, and arm wrapped around his back and lgs. A soothing hold he couldnât resist, body drawing closer to his friend, head resting on that other shoulder. There was silence, but it wasnât as unbearable as before.
There was kaoruâs breathing, and the calming beating of his heart.
he would have to thank him later for this.
â - ⌠tell my muse a cheesy pick up line.
Izumi turned to look at the blond as he heard the line, honestly surprised and even flattered by the unusual comment. However he had little time to feel happy over it, the expected line coming right after.
 - Not in a gay way or anything.
He frowned HARD, and before Kaoru could think or doing anything, Izumi had already punched him right in the stomach. A deserved punishment.