SLEEPING AT LAST | bajifuyu

ten

Crumpled papers littered the floor, cups and bowls rest above his desk, and clouds of dust accumulated on every surface of his room. Cleaning Chifuyu's room was tedious than they expected, but no one is complaining about it. Baji admits that it was his first time seeing this kind of situation, and he doesn't have any idea how to handle someone like Chifuyu. But, betting his life, he will do anything for his friend.

"I'm sorry," a small voice said behind him while he gathers all the trash in the trash bag. He turned around to look at the faux blonde, who just came out of the shower.

The dark-haired man scoff at his friend's words, still taking out the trash by hand. "What are you saying, dumbass? You did nothing wrong."

'No, Baji, I-" before Chifuyu could say anything further, Baji stood in front of him, tall stature looming against him.

"Do I look like in broken pieces in front of you?" His eyes stared deep in Chifuyu's blue ones, searching for an answer himself from the pits of the latter's mind.

"No,"

"Then that concludes it. You have nothing to be sorry for," Baji assured him, going back to what he was doing. "Now, would you mind helping me? It's your room anyway."

Chifuyu can only bite his bottom lip, trying his hardest not to break down again in front of this weird man.

Baji is such a weird person, Chifuyu thought to himself before going inside and help Baji clean his room.

After hours of cleaning, Chifuyu's room was spotlessly clean, and he couldn't be any prouder than that. Baji did try to lighten the depressing mood multiple times, which led to the two of them throwing each other the trash they collected. And that explained why they took so long cleaning.

The teens lay down in clean sheets, with Chifuyu's cat, beside each other. Baji lays with his eyes closed, savoring the peace and content they are in while Chifuyu's aquamarine eyes can't help but examined his shameless beauty.

The blonde admits that no matter how long they've been hanging out, he never noticed Baji's beauty. His lashes were long and thick like his hair, his tall nose that most boys their age envy, and his glowing skin looks like a high-end velvet. Chifuyu wondered how soft  Baji's cheeks feel under his touch.

His eyes also noticed his dark hair, and it fucking glows with the light that crept in the windows of his room. It looks so healthy that he immediately felt shameful about his fried yellow ones.
He thought that it might feel like precious silk when he combs it through his fingers. Every strand resembles the night, but it didn't bring any dread in him. It brings him comfort and assurance that baffled him since he never felt that kind of way.
Would Baji even like it? Chifuyu questioned, still admiring.

"I might melt," a deep voice rumbles, startling Chifuyu from his admiration. His face immediately went red, earning a hearty laugh from the person in front of him.

"The fuck are you saying? I am not looking at you." he defended, sitting up and turning his face away from Baji.

"Then how can you justify your eyes boring holes in my face, then?"

"I was spacing out,"

"Fair enough,"

"Why did you sound like you didn't believe me?" Chifuyu yelled, glaring at the lad because he was right. Baji sits up, closing his face in which Chifuyu stops with his hand.

"Because I don't," he answered, teasing the younger. Once he had enough, he sat back; eyes examined the man before him.

"I'm glad you're finally alright,"

"Me too," Chifuyu admits, looking at his hands play with his cat. "I am glad I felt better."

"Thanks." Baji's ears perked up with the blonde's words, staring at him like he did something unbelievable. His face plastered with genuine gratitude, a smile adorning Chifuyu's features, far from his usual forced smile and sullen look.

At that moment, Baji saw Chifuyu glow resembling soft rays of the morning sun, gentle and dreamy.

"Chifuyu," he trailed off, garnering the man's attention.

"Do you want to join Toman?"