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𝐖𝐡𝐞𝐥𝐯𝐞
➛⁽ ᵛ.⁾ ᵗᵒ ᵇᵘʳʸ ˢᵒᵐᵉᵗʰⁱⁿᵍ ᵈᵉᵉᵖ; ᵗᵒ ʰⁱᵈᵉ.
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➛konichiwa! THIS IS A SABITO X GIYUU ONESHOT!
AHHHHHHHH i truly hope you like this one umuuuu the last chapter was gxg and nowww ITS YAOI!
SHOUT YAOI WITHH ME!
anyhow this is not nsfw but a fluff one hehe!
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His dull sapphire irises stared blankly at the piece of material in front of him - clearly unknown what to do about the thin sheet. His mind is clouded with uncertainty paired with apprehension just as how pale his blue orbs can get. It wasn't often for him to act like this, even his calm demeanor halted just by his eyebrows furrowed than usual.
A heavy heave of breath he takes before palming his face out of silent frustration.
The sound of the tapping pen simultaneously pattering onto the wooden table kept lingering in his ears; as if it's mantra completely resetting his mind back to square one. Back to one question concerning his unexplained and bothered actions.
What's making him act this way?
Or even better - who?
A soft groan escapes his lips, disgruntled by the foreign emotion lingering and mixing into him. But to rephrase that, it's more of a known feeling rather than foreign. The only thing confusing is - why is he ferventing it on that person? Why him?
He didn't want to overthink any further; perhaps it was just some train of thoughts bugging its way through his head. Even to him - it sounded so absurd; too inane. Whether a sight or an image is popping up his mind he would instantly feel the unusual emotion suddenly emerging from within.
It bothers him way too much.
The paper stayed blank; not a single scratch on it. There was nothing to write in the first place after all. It was just him wanting to clear his mind, distract himself to any way possible or even hide and avoid the cause of this. He couldn't comprehend his situation, unsure to solve his silly conspiracy of himself.
Standing up from his seat, another heavy exhale escaped from him as he fixed his form. Hands on his tie; loosening it to prevent a mentally choking sensation. Dismissal was an hour ago yet, he stayed just to prevent himself from going home with him. Who you ask? It's his long-time friend that everyone can say his brother.
A certain peach-colored hair man is the one indulging his mind and constantly vexing Giyuu's inner self. The two are childhood friends; their friendship is filled with trust and care for the other. One of the reasons why this raven haired man is furious - why would he feel something so uncalled for his friend?
Just as he's arranging and organizing his things in an agitating manner is odd enough but seeing him flinched with a shocked expression; that's something you wouldn't want to miss. With a shaking gaze, he turned his head towards where his name is called.
"Yo Giyuu!"
The familiar voice echoed in his ears as he closed his eyes and inhaled softly before facing him naturally.
The thought of the man alone made him uncontrollably on edge, what more if he see him actually? Sabito wouldn't dare to let him go on his own, either for Giyuu to avoid unintended mock or he just wanted to be him. It was a routine for the two - going to school and going back home together. But today, or the whole week to be exact; Giyuu wanted to go alone.
Finishing his actions, he walked towards the room exit and faced the smiling guy with his dead-like veneer. Hands gripping onto the bag; sweating in anxiousness as he kept his sturdy expression.
Giyuu stopped for a moment in front of the man, before walking by pass him without any word leaving his mouth. He didn't know what to say, most of the time he would've greeted him or a 'Let's go home' responding to the peach haired man. But now, he just didn't know what else to do.
Tomioka is an aloof man. He tend to keep quiet and distant most of the time and somehow pissing off others - Shinazugawa for example. But he isn't that bad, he has friends; couple of them circling around him. Starting from a middle school student up to a third year like him, a few he trust. Especially Sabito, who's the only Giyuu talked to a lot more than ever.
Sabito has his eyebrows narrowed slightly at his friend's behavior who seems to be minding nothing but continues walking ahead of him. He's pretty sure he didn't did anything wrong to make him mad, and Giyuu isn't someone who hold grudges. As he follow from behind with his hands cupped in his pockets - he thought of what will make him out of the mood.
Most unlikely what happened the other night; wherein he wore Giyuu's shirt and had a sleepover with him.
Is he mad because he didn't ask permission? Or how he occupied almost all the space in bed? He didn't know.
Hence, despite that the way he acted bothers the peach haired man, Sabito didn't fail to lighten up the mood. Speeding up his pace towards Giyuu, he lunged his arm around him and placing it on his shoulder. The gesture was a usual one; for they've done too many bro-skinships before. But this one was sudden, and the black haired man suppressed himself from bursting.
As his feelings and emotion were still bugging him, Giyuu couldn't even react and was stunned at his actions. Walking and having him by his side is one thing - but the feeling of him being in contact together; that's something Giyuu finds hard to handle at the moment.
An evident blush dusted his cheeks as they walk down the path. Closing his eyes and taking a deep breath; he let it out with sigh. Sabito tightened his grip softly onto his shoulder, firming his warm palms onto it. The feeling of his hand atop of his skin sends heat and ardor through his veins down to his very bones. And it was just a simple action, what more if it's too much for him take?
Giyuu wasn't use to this, nor any of his feelings. Maybe he would discern it a bit if it was a girl - Shinobu for example. She's someone who bugs him annoyingly every single time yet accumulating feelings for the girl would still be possible. Or maybe any other person, the opposite of his gender would do even. Why does it has to be him? Of all people he should have feelings for - why him? Not only that he's his friend - Sabito is a man.
He would question himself every now and then; reasons to fill the holes of uncertainty in his mind.
What was it with him to make him feel like this?
Sabito is a kind, selfless young man who always have justice in his heart. Many girls had fallen for him just by the sight of his handsome features. Even with the scar painted across his face is not a reason to dislike this man. A kind and gentle boy having respect and sympathy to everyone he converse.
It's no wonder how anyone can have feelings for him.
But all that facts - is not enough to provide the right solution. It was like a formula used in the wrong problem.
The peach haired man noticed something off about him. Glancing to his side to catch a glimpse of Giyuu; his eyes went wide at the redness of his face. It may be just a tint of red hue, but with a complexion like this is not normal. Especially to Giyuu.
With a worried look, he grabbed his arm - stopping their tracks.
"Hey you okay there?"
He asked, eyebrows furrowed as the back of his hand began pressing itself onto his skin; his neck, face, and forehead whatsoever.
"You're burning."
Of course he is; he was flustered enough just by his thoughts and now that Sabito just did those actions had him on edge again. His body tensed up at the feeling of his warm hands on his redden skin. With a gulp, Giyuu stared back at him with all the courage he got - trying to at least act as if he's okay.
But once more, he was strung; like guitar strings constantly quivering with each of the movements. His pale blue eyes kept open as his mouth hang slightly. He just couldn't take his gaze of him - off from his lavender eyes.
Was it his eyes?
He asked himself, attempting to give himself a rightful answer to his ambivalence; which constantly contradicting his mind down the right way. But no, what was right anyway? Just the thought and sentiments alone is not right - to him it isn't. Because the more he think about it - the harder it is to forget that unreasonable emotion.
His grayed-lavender eyes slanted in as he worried about his friend. Even the way he looks at someone is kind enough to melt them down. His orbs is so amicable, full of passion, and care; too filled with serenity to the point that anyone who caught a sight of it would have their day well made. And just now, even when the day is almost over - it didn't fail to have Giyuu's brimmed with light.
He knew well that he was beguile by those lavender eyes. The word itself - Lavender - is an exposition of one person attracted by another; the same neuter of the other. So he asked himself once more -was it his eyes? - No.
It wasn't just it. There was more, way more attributes resulting to his unexplained feelings. Or maybe, there is only one - and he couldn't just find it out.
As Sabito stared at him worriedly, Giyuu knew it wasn't those loving eyes; it wasn't only that. So the raven headed man shook his head off and gently took his hand away from his face. He's quiet, so silent and he didn't even reply to his statement. At that point, Sabito felt a pang in his heart - hurt by the silent treatment he's receiving.
So he too, didn't utter a single word. Thus, he followed him by his side; thinking of ways to let him speak. Just a single word, only one to to put Sabito out from his perturbed self. So he continued of thinking as they walk; unaware by the fact that Giyuu too - is disturbed by his own actions.
A chorus of thoughts ran through the black haired man's mind, debating whether to speak his or to stay silent until they both reaches their own home. And he choose the latter, for there is nothing to talk about anyway - or he just couldn't get himself to converse with the man that fills up his mind. He maybe be used to being muted and quiet, but with the peach haired man; he has enough courage to speak.
Not now at least.
And again he was back to square one, back to the same question in his mind running in circle constantly and doesn't seems to stop. What was it?
"Let's get some ice cream, shall we?"
Giyuu slowed down his tracks as he heard him speaking. That simple words had him feeling like he was splashed by an ice-cold water.
A straight of shock struck him, another assumption came into his head as his eyes slowly widen. Shivers of warmth descends his whole body at the sound came upon his ears. It was just a simple statement, it's not like he hasn't heard him speak before; most likely he hears his voice every day. So what's new to it? Nothing.
Giyuu had just a struck of realization. Wariness and another theory filled his head once more; greater than before. Occupied by his awareness, he didn't notice that Sabito was waiting for his answer. Unable to say anything, body stiffed and mind employed by another speculation - He nodded in response.
Sabito had a small smile curved his lips as he saw Giyuu unhesitantly nodded. Even when the black haired man is usually quiet and rarely makes a sound, he finds himself being at peace together with him. Sabito knew that he couldn't replaced Giyuu for any other friend who's even more sociable. Their friendship is for no one to be compared.
The two continued their walk, feeling that the time is too slow than usual. It's like every moment felt like a long set of minutes when in fact it was just a mere second. But nonetheless, that wasn't the thing that is bugging Giyuu's head. It was another question.
Maybe it was his voice?
Sabito's voice is undoubtedly, a man's. Yet, it was too gentle and sweet that it can bring you out of sadness upon hearing it. Whenever you hear him utter a word it would always be soft-spoken, a voice so calming and mature. So he thought, that maybe it was his voice that made him feel this way.
Giyuu walked silently still, hearing and listening to each of every words he says. Sabito continued on making topics here and there; just to see any reaction from his friend. But all he gets is nod and hum - and it was enough. Enough to put a smile on Sabito's face.
Surely he doesn't know what's going on through the head of this black haired man. He didn't know that it was filled with him in it.
Giyuu has his lips on a thin line as the thought continues to lingered in his head. It was going on and on, restart and resume, bact to square one; and not a single time that he had his answer. But one thing prevented him from blowing his mind off - it was that soothing voice from beside him.
As he speaks, it was like every vessel in his whole body pumped up; clearing all the dilemma he has in mind. And not only that, but upon hearing those dulcet tone of his voice - Giyuu was liberated, sensible, and prudent. A melody that was once thrown away and had another piece of instrument living it up.
And now he asked - Was it his voice? Again - No.
Why couldn't he just find it out? Why did he have to through all that worthless theory and speculation? When in fact, he only knows that he has feelings for the man; feelings he just couldn't get rid off. He wanted to know of course, why in the world would he like someone with the same sexuality?
He's got no answer to that.
The two third years settled down the bench that was facing their town's famous Kimetsu river; occupying a whole lot of space within their lovely town. With ice creams on their hand, they both began to help themselves on the sweet treat.
A couple of scoop before shoving the soft solid into their mouth, eyes looking here and there, the long and silky hair of black and peach swayed and danced among the wind. They stayed silent, tasting and feasting on the cremè.
Every now and then, their eyes would meet at its corners; sharing glances and a loving smile.
Sometimes we can just describe love as an Ice cream; a sweet and soothing flavor pleasuring our self, yet slowly - it starts to melt down.
As Giyuu kept having a catch of Sabito's smile, he couldn't help but to curve his lips upward as well.
It was such a loving sight, sweet and serene; as if nothing could go wrong. Maybe there's nothing wrong anyway, except that Giyuu's mind is being aggravated by the same issue still. No matter how wholesome and uplifting this moment can be, a certain thought would still flash in his head.
"Maybe it was his smile."
Those sweet and endearing curve on his lips brings light to his deep blue eyes. With the tiniest smile Sabito gives, a straight line of happiness sliced up through Giyuu's whole form; as if all the brood filling him is completely fading.
So he thought once more - Was it his smile?- possibly.
With another scoop of the treat filling his mouth, a small upward of his cheeks formed; Giyuu smiled. Maybe it wasn't a full disclosure, and his mind hasn't yet settled up. But slowly he's starting to comprehend all his feelings and bit by bit he's welcoming it all in his arms.
Sabito stopped for a while; staring at the smiling guy beside him. His pale lavender eyes glimmered as he watched in awe, eyes gazing straight to his curved lips. A reserved and simple smile it may be, but to him it's one of a kind - and he couldn't disagree more.
A bold giggle escaped Sabito's lips.
Giyuu's ears perked up upon hearing that soft and gentle chuckles. He moved his head to his side only to his peach haired friend with his eyes close and was laughing faintly. The black haired man blinked his eye numerous times at the sight. As he continued laughing, Giyuu spoked up - for the first time throughout they're meeting.
With a confused look. "Is something wrong?"
He asked him.
Sabito shooked his head and took another scoop of ice cream before facing his friend with another smile on his face. His eyes looking into the other's with adoration, lidded softly as he smiles.
"It's nothing." He answered.
Gulping the last scoop of the sweet treat without swiping the smile off his face. "And that's a first."
With a chuckle and a slight tease he gave, the other guy couldn't help but feel a ease. Giyuu smiled as he looked down; hands grasping onto the almost empty cup of his. He stared at the soft cremè that's slowly melting down, flavors mixing with spirals of its colors.
Just like him.
He thought - he himself can be compared to that of the treat. The embodiment of all emotions melting together, all the thoughts and assumptions becoming one conclusion. At that point, everything became cleared to him as he stayed his gazed upon the cup.
And he is surely like an ice cream.
He was exploring his filled-mind, thinking of himself as the epitome of the sweet treat. But out of the blue, he felt a warm touch against his chin - slowly turning his face to his side. Sabito's warm hands cupped his chin as the blue eyed man was unable to make an action. He was met with pale-lavender eyes that was penetrating into his with such a loving gaze. And he was astounded, enticed even.
Sabito just took a hold of his face, even more flattering is how he smiled as he stared at the black haired man; who has a faint blush creeping on his cheeks. Who wouldn't get flustered? When the person you like is doing something to sped up your beating heart. It was such a sublime view to perceive those loving smile.
Giyuu can feel his heart pounding as the staring moment lasts. For every second that pass by, his chest would thump at a higher rate. As if he's crush just confessed his hidden feelings towards the man. It's cliché, yes. He's not even a highschool girl yet now he knows how those things work. And believe it or not; Giyuu can't seem to hate the feeling.
Sabito looked at his eyes, before darting his gaze down his lips. With another chuckle escaped from him - Sabito grazes his thumb on the other's lips.
"There's something on your lips."
He whispered at a low tone, still gaping on his parted lips.
Giyuu was once more; stunned. His lips hanged slowly, shocked by his actions and words. A small gesture that brought him uncountable emotions that he can't take alone. And that little thing he did just had him brimming with sentiments.
He couldn't speak nor utter any word, rather he stayed silent as he can feel Sabito's hand not leaving its location. It was warm, comfortably warm and calming. The radiation it emitted is bringing sensational fidelity and fondness towards the blue haired man who was notably voiceless at some point. With a loud thump on his chest, Giyuu was awakened.
As the lump on his throat faded. He spoke up. "Oh."
Yet just as how surprised he was, it was the same with his utterly short reply. His embarrassment and flustered self couldn't get a hold of his body. His mind wanted to speak up more, converse more and have more moments with him. But his weakened mentality and soft heart; he couldn't do the right thing.
Or there wasn't any right thing to do.
But then again, when he felt him rubbing his cheeks; caressing it as they both stared at each other - he was once more brought into the warmth. He wanted it to last long, or maybe another hour to spend, or just let his hand stay on his for a little while longer. Just that, any of that is his wish. Atleast one; he wished.
And as if a genie granted his overjoyed desire; Sabito began sweeping all the strand of his dark hair to the side - away from his face.
And now, Giyuu knew.
With a soft toned voice. "Thanks."
Giyuu whispered.
He granted Sabito his grateful statement. A single word though, but it was enough to have the peach haired man smiles in response.
Slowly, he took his hand away as his eyes blinked back to his front view. Sabito thought he might have gone a little too far from his emotions that he couldn't suppress himself anymore. But he was overjoyed; especially when he saw Giyuu's smile - a star that came up from the galaxy together with other glowing stars; but his were the one that shone bright of them all.
Giyuu is honestly disappointed at the sudden gust of cold grazing his face at the empty feeling of his beloved's heated palms. But even so, a light of euphoria began flowing along his veins, flowing with his blood and distributing each and all the loving words throughout his whole body.
Because now he knew.
He is aware by the fact that he has feelings for the man. He is aware that all of those said emotions is not a trash to be unnoticed for. He knew well what he feels - care, love, trust and many more that can fit his head. Because now , he can't go back to what it was before. Where he would constantly shrugged all the feelings, ignore them as the best as he can; that was him before, or a while ago.
But he knew he can't run away. And he doesn't want too.
Because now he knew full well what he finds attractive on Sabito. What are the facts that kept him looking into that one man alone. Was it his eyes? Was it his voice? Or maybe his justiced heart? And because he's his first friend? What was it? What can possibly be the reason through his loving madness?
There is only one answer.
And he know full well what it is - It's just Sabito.
He
Himself
Alone.
The charming and stunning lavender eyes of his that can turn anybody into stone out of attractiveness. The soft tune of his voice that is so entricing and alluring; the fetching emotion that he used to prisoned all those who see. And his lovely golden smile that brings anyone but joy. All that combined - Just that.
Everything about him is what enchanted Giyuu. Sabito himself is an irresistible man who has captured so many hearts and one being Giyuu's, but none of them regretted it. No one, absolutely none of any person regretted having any romantic feelings for the peach haired man. No one will.
Not even Giyuu.
Because now everything is clear to him - he loves that guy. That sweet and caring man, he was appealed by him. Eyes, smile, voice or his scars even; it was all accepted by the black haire man. Everything about him is jusy and right, the man so close to perfection. The man who stole his ice-cold heart and the who melted it.
That's all he need, to have him by his side for as long as it takes. Because with Sabito - Giyuu can never be more contented. As they both sat there and stared at the falling sun, the cool breeze gave them the calmest blow of all; and made it even more fascinating.
His deep blue orbs glances towards his side - and caught a glimpse of Sabito smiling softly at the scene. Such a ravishing sight indeed; the way his peach colored hair matches the Sun's hue, and the way the light kisses his fair toned skin, last but not the least - the way his eyes illuminated the light. A sight for sore eyes indeed.
So Giyuu too smiled, and diverted his view towards the orange sky. Thinking of such things to ease his heart. Things to make him even more vulnerable to the feeling. Succumbing to the warmth of love.
So he thought - or rather - he promised; That he will find a way.
So one day , he can confess his undying feelings for the man.
His smile never faded.
And his hands slowly draped down to the other's warm ones.
Gripping onto it.
And Sabito held back.
Perhaps all he needs is courage, and the right time. As soon as possible.
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Ey ey ey hope y'all enjoyed this HAHA
Lol this is mah first yaoi oneshot kyiiiih
ANYHOW I HAVE A WARNING: SCHOOL STARTED TO I MAY UPDATE SLOWER AND SLOWER THAN USUAL! AND MY LAPTOL STOPPED WORKING SO MY OTHER WRITINGS IS GONE AAHHH
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-Mrs.Shinazugawa
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