#tsumutasu

"And...I love...you."

Tsumugi's cheeks, nose, and ears went as red as the roses Homare loves. Not from the cold either. It was one thing for Tasuku to say he loved his acting, but to say he loved him? It made his knees weak and he didn't know what to do in response.

Tsumugi loved Tasuku back of course...he just never said anything because he was worried the feelings were unrequited. It haunted him after he left Veludo due to the God Troupe audition some years ago. But now he was a different man and he didn't intend on backing out after he's come this far. Tsumugi only snapped out of his thoughts when he felt a hand brush off the snow on his head.

Tasuku retracted his hand after successfully removing the snow, clearing his throat awkwardly after. "Sorry. You had snow on your head." As Tasuku's hand was moving back to his side, Tsumugi grabbed it on impulse.

Now here they are..standing in the middle of a bridge with snow falling all around them with no one to see them except the sky and clouds above their heads. Tsumugi kept a tight grip on Tasuku's hand, one so tight that seemed as if he planned to never let go. The troupe leader only now looked up to meet his friend's eyes. He always loved those violet eyes he beared. Tsumugi thought his aqua eyes paled in comparison almost always.

"Tasuku, I-" "You don't have to answer me now. All that matters is getting you back to Mankai and-" It was Tsumugi's turn to cut him off...This time with a cliche kiss on the lips to shut the other person up. If Muku was here, he'd practically short-circuit and squeal about how this is like a shoujo manga he's read before.

If there was one thing Tasuku could say at that moment, it'd be that Tsumugi was really gentle. Almost too gentle. He loved it nonetheless and wasn't even thinking that this meant his feelings were reciprocated. Tasuku dropped the umbrella and wrapped his arms around Tsumugi in a tight and loving manner as he kissed the male back.

He was much more firm and rough compared to Tsumugi, but that was just how he conveyed his emotions at the moment. The blue haired troupe leader let out a light sigh of content before pulling away, albeit slowly and reluctently. Their lips barely broke apart and they stayed like that for a small moment. Tsumugi backed up slightly so he could fully speak, his eyes shyly meeting his 'friend's' again. "I...I love you too. I always have." A sheepish smile played on his lips.

"Gee, I couldn't tell." Tasuku teased with a small smirk and chuckle. Tsumugi pouted a bit at the banter. "Well, Tachan, you clearly didn't realize I've loved you for about a decade now, have you?" It was then that Tasuku was caught off guard. His cheeks flushed the slightest bit too. "Tsumu, I thought I said to stop with the nicknames."

"You say as you use my nickname." Tsumugi giggled. Now Tasuku was pouting instead. "Oh, be quiet!" The troupe leader giggled again but was now cut off by another kiss. He of course reciprocated the act of affection. Tasuku laced his fingers with Tsumugi's, that poor umbrella now forgotten about as well as the original objective of finding Tsumugi in the first place.