Visual Kei One-Shots

Yuuki B'Day Yuuki x Rito (Lycaon)

Yuuki’s POV:

Yuuki styled his blonde hair and got ready for a night out. The guys had planned to go to a bar to celebrate his birthday, but the only thing Yuuki was interested in was getting drunk enough so that he didn’t have to remember the awful break up he had just experienced. His ex-girlfriend was the most perfect person he’d ever met, but she had cheated on him, and ended it with him so she could be with the new guy. He really didn’t want to go out, he just wanted to stay at home and drown in his misery, but Rito had persisted. The brown haired guitarist had actually blackmailed him with nude photo’s accidentally being posted to his twitter account, if he didn’t come. So grudgingly he agreed, although he was happy that someone actually cared enough about him. A knock at his door hurried him to get ready. Answering it, he saw Rito waiting for him. The brunette haired guitarist was dressed in a black top revealing his long slender arms and flat stomach, with a pair of dark purple skinny jeans and ankle boots.

“Hey…” The guitarist greeted him, his deep voice full of warmth.

“Hey.” Yuuki nodded. 

Grabbing his jacket and keys, Yuuki locked up and followed the brunette. The walked down the busy streets in companionable silence. The bar was not far away from his apartment block and within twenty minutes they had arrived, greeting their fellow band members. Satoshi, Hiyuu and Ichirou had found a secluded table at the back of the room, away from the press of bodies and loud noise. Yuuki was glad to be away from the general public, he didn’t know if anyone would recognise him, but if they did he didn’t want to be asked questions about his failed romance. Rito grabbed his hand and led him through the crush of bodies as they followed their friends to their table. The guitarists hand was secure around his, and Yuuki still held onto it as they sat down. No one said anything about it and he was glad for it. Although when a bunch of visual kei enthusiasts walked past, Rito pulled him close into his arms, shielding the blonde from the groups attention. Snuggling his face into the guitarists arms he breathed in Rito’s sweet scent and rested his head on his chest. The waitress came and they ordered drinks, a while later she came back and served them. The hours seemed to pass by incredibly quick, and before he knew it his friends were drunk, while he was only on his first drink. Rito was the only one beside him that seemed sober. As his friends became louder and rowdier, Yuuki pressed himself closer to Rito, wrapping his arms around the brunettes bared waist.

“What’s wrong?” Rito murmured into his hair.

“Nothing, it’s just… Well i’m really tired.” He made up an excuse. 

He couldn’t tell his friend how heartbroken he was.

“Are you sure thats all it is?”

The guitarist seemed to know that there was more than he was letting on. Tears leaked from his eyes and he pressed his face further into Rito’s chest, not wanting to let the brunette see him cry.

“Hey…” Rito cupped his face and made him look into his eyes. “Don’t cry…”

The brunette wiped away his tears and placed a kiss on his forehead.

“It’s your birthday… There’s no need to be sad. Look around you have amazing friends, drunk ones, but amazing all the same. They came out just to be with you. For you. I know you may be feeling sad over your breakup but she’s not worth it. If she wants to cheat on you, then there is no way that you should ever feel sad over someone like her. But you have me, and I will love you always.” Rito voice rose and fell as he expressed his thoughts. 

The tears fell. 

“You love me?” Yuuki sniffed.

“I-I… Umm… Y-Yes I do.” Kei stuttered.

Yuuki snuggled closer to the beautiful guitarist. 

“I really do care for you.” Rito said as he stroked the vocalists blonde hair.

“Come back to my place.” Yuuki said, taking Rito’s hand.

They said goodbye to their drunk friends and walked back the distance to Yuuki’s apartment.

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Yuuki woke up naked in Rito’s arms. Replaying last nights memories made them seem like they weren’t real. Did the blonde actually love him? He breathed in the scent of the guitarist that was currently mixed with his, snuggling in closer he tried to get a few more minutes of sleep before he would have to drag himself out of bed. In response to his moving closer, Rito’s hands caressed his bare back. Smiling to himself, he drifted back to sleep, thinking that there was no place he’d rather be.