Above The Stares And In Your Hesrt

A Love On The Roof

The air had a chilling bite to it, matching with the early hour. 

Ichimatsu sat upon the roof, his legs dangling off the edge. His feet were slightly numb from the cold air nipping his skin. 

He didn't have the foresight to grab slippers or maybe he just didn't care, possibly even welcoming the burn of the harsh winter night. 

A noise caught his attention, he turned his head, expecting one of his cats who came to seek shelter from the cold. 

There were already three inside, and his brothers would surely complain about more, but he knew they wouldn't care. Especially if the way they let the little felines cuddle in the futon with them says anything. 

But instead of a cute little fluffy head, it was the mussed up bed head of one of his brothers. 

Dark eyes squinting, it took Ichimatsu a moment to recognize who with the lack of light. 

He caught sight of a goofy smile and relaxed his posture back into his signature slouch. Just Jyushimatsu. 

Turning back to his aimless night watching, Ichimatsu listened as Jyushimatsu did whatever it is he was doing. 

Eventually the younger clambered over to sit behind his brother. Close, but far enough to let Ichimatsu turn around if he wanted. 

They sat in silence for a few more moments, an unusual occurrence for his hyper active brother. 

Ichimatsu sighed and shuffled around until he was facing Jyushimatsu. 

It looks like his brother - unexpectedly - had enough sense to grab a jacket and find a pair of slippers. 

Ichimatsu felt a small smile of amusement pull at his lips, one slipper was pink and the other red. 

He felt a sudden pressure on his forehead, he glanced up and the dark eyes of his brother were far closer. 

Jyushimatsu had pressed his forehead against Ichimatsu's. He reached a hand forward and grabbed his older brothers hand. 

Ichimatsu could feel the younger caress his soft palm with atypical gentleness. Ichimatsu could feel the rough, calloused texture of Jyushimatsu's hard worked palms. 

The older leant forward and pressed a kiss to Jyushimatsu's lips. Soft and chaste. Barely a brush against each other's lips. 

When he pulled away he could see the younger practically vibrating, trying not to move around to much, lest he knock them off the roof. 

"What're you doin' up anyway?" Ichimatsu groused. It was two in the morning when he checked before he came up here, he didn't know how much time has passed. 

Jyushimatsu tilted his head. 

"Why are you up?" The younger echoed. 

Ichimatsu tch'd. 

"Couldn't sleep."

"Me either."

Ichimatsu snorted at that. 

"You can sleep through anything."

"You weren't there."

That made the older blush from his ears to his neck. 

The shade worsening as Jyushimatsu laughed, poking his brothers doughy cheeks. 

"You shouldn't lose sleep over me." Ichimatsu mumbled. Turning his gaze away. 

"Why?"

Ichimatsu sat in silence for a moment, his lips trying to form the words. He knew what he wanted to say, self depreciation came as easy as breathing to him. 

But he knew Jyushimatsu wouldn't like it, he never did take it well when the older would put himself down. Especially after… their… relationship started. 

But instinct won out. 

"...Because trash like me isn't worth it." He mumbled. 

Silence, 

Ichimatsu glanced up at his brother through his lashes. 

The younger still had his usual grin, but his eyes seemed shaded. As if he was calculating, contemplating his brother before him. 

"Why do you think that?" He eventually asked. 

"I don't think it, it's true." Ichimatsu shrugged. 

"Well, how did you find that out?"

"It just always has… been. No 'finding out' necessary."

Jyushimatsu squeezed their intertwined fingers. 

"What if I don't think it's the truth?"

"Can't argue with facts."

Jyushimatsu frowned. Ichimatsu's chest squeezed, he didn't like seeing the younger frown. 

"Well, my facts say that you're amazing!" Jyushimatsu shouted, his sleeves flailing in the air. 

Ichimatsu choked at that, his throat feeling like it collapsed in on itself. But Jyushimatsu kept going. 

"-and pretty, and I like the way you sing, and you rub my tummy when I'm sick, and you help me with my swinging, and-!" The younger rambled. 

Ichimatsu felt as if he were going to explode. He slapped a hand over Jyushimatsu's mouth. 

"Okay! Okay! I get it! Now hush, you're gonna wake everyone up!" Ichimatsu hissed. Trembling from the onslaught of emotions. 

Jyushimatsu laughed, the sound muffled my Ichimatsu's soft palm. 

He grabbed the olders arm, pulling it over his shoulder, wrapping his other arm around Ichimatsu's waist and pulled him closer. 

Jyushimatsu pressed another kiss to Ichimatsu's push lips, a much deeper kiss then before. 

Tense at first, Ichimatsu melted into the kiss. Wrapping his arms much tighter around the youngers neck and pressing their bodies closer. 

Ichimatsu pulled away, slightly out of breath. His vision was dazed, as it always was when he kissed Jyushimatsu. 

"You get it now?"

It took Ichimatsu a moment to process that Jyushimatsu had said something, but he nodded. His brother could be persuasive… 

But something else popped into his mind. 

Ichimatsu locked his lips, frowning slightly. Looking his brother in the eyes. 

"Why does it taste like you've been eating sweets?" Ichimatsu asked, his toned laced with suspicion. 

Jyushimatsu laughed, rubbing the back of his head, he'd been caught red handed. 

"Ahh, Totty shared some snack cakes with me if I...kept...quiet. Uh oh." Jyushimatsu trailed off, starting to sweat as he realized his slip of tongue. 

Ichimatsu scoff, but only snuggled into Jyushimatsu's chest. He was cold and tired. Even more then usual. 

"Let's go to bed." He yawned. 

Jyushimatsu nodded enthusiastically, probably hoping that Ichimatsu didn't hear him or would forget. He should know better then that. 

But he couldn't bring himself to quite do anything about it now. Especially as Jyushimatsu gathered the older into his strong arms and tucking him into bed and curling himself around Ichimatsu. 

He'd let the others deal with Todomatsu in the morning.