#that must be it...

“It’s so small,” Asahi said in wonder, holding Noya’s left leg in his large hands. He didn’t remember exactly how he’d ended up holding Noya’s leg, but now he couldn’t tear his eyes away. Noya was tough, and loud, and Asahi felt a foot taller with him at his back---but his component parts were tiny.

“Um---Asahi-san…”

Asahi laid his hands along Noya’s leg lengthwise; they spanned from ankle to knee and beyond. How was this possible? How could someone so big be so small?

“A-Asahi-san... that’s my leg...”

Asahi looked up, his vision just a little slow to catch up with his head’s movement. Noya’s face looked funny---dark, kind of. Was he blushing?

“I know,” Asahi said. “It’s amazing.”

Noya’s face darkened further. It was a blush, then. That was amazing too.

“Oh!” Asahi said, a slow thought occurring. “You want me to let go?”

Noya looked away. His eyebrows were lowered, but he didn’t seem angry exactly. That was good; Asahi hadn’t meant to make him angry.

“You don’t have to,” Noya muttered, head ducking. Asahi let his hands curl around his warm calf once more.

“You’re amazing, Yuu.”

The leg he was holding jerked. “Because I’m small?!”

“No, because you’re---” an English lesson sprang to memory, the similarity of you and yuu. Asahi fought a battle against laughter and lost; gasping he said, “Because you’re---because you’re---Yuu.”

Noya’s incredulous smile only made Asahi laugh harder---and then the laughter ended and Noya was still looking at him like that, all intent with dark eyes full of questions. Suddenly Asahi felt very big and clumsy, unable to meet those dark eyes. He looked back at Noya’s leg.