(✓) the scariest future. [UNEDITED]

chapter 5

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(bonus...yes I made a mood board for shin's closet)

"This isn't my style!" Shinichiro whined as he saw the hanging clothes in his closet. Wakasa was seated in the bed, leaning over to the white leather headboard. He had a lollipop in his mouth, as his eyes watched his boyfriend's back. "I look like a vampire!"

"You look like one though," Wakasa commented. "I think you should get some sunlight."

Shinichiro scanned the clothes hung as he let his fingers glide through them. Most of his clothes were painted with a black hue, whether it was tulle, cotton, satin, or velvet. He found some clothes he owns were sheer, and he would like to have a talk with the current Shinichiro about his sense of style. He had a few pairs of pants, which is weird, he had dozens of jeans back then. Funny how he can't find even a SINGLE WHITE SHIRT in his closet. The one thing he wanted was a plain, oversized, white t-shirt. 

He had lots of accessories though, like earrings and chains to decorate your belt, in which he only had two belts, one coloured brown and one coloured black. He was glad though he still kept the chain necklace he had over the years.

Wakasa watched the raven's back, he was shirtless at the moment. He had one decent white button-up in his closet, he tried it on, but he didn't like the result. It was too figure-hugging, and Wakasa wished he wore it. Shinichiro had a built figure, he wasn't body-builder type, it was just right. He also had a dragon tattoo running down his chest down to his stomach. The man only had his black slacks on, which was the only thing that looked comfortable for him to wear. The lilac-eyed man knows he'll get used to wearing such fashion in no time. 

Yeah, he saw Shinichiro shirtless many times, but just watching his back made his heart flutter.

Well, his gay panic always kicks in.

His boyfriend's whining just rang through his ear, going from one side then leaving on the other. He was just too busy checking him out.

"Waka? Wakasa?" Shinichiro titled his head. Wakasa was just looking at him. He then strode towards him, crawling up on the bed and sat down in front of Wakasa, tapping his thigh to get any reaction. "Imaushi?"

That makes him go back to his senses.

"That's rare," Wakasa stared into his chest. "You never call me that."

"Why, you want me to call you that?"

"Absolutely not," Wakasa muttered. 

Shinichiro smirked, "Where are you looking?"

Wakasa didn't notice that his eyes were trailing over the raven's lap. He swallowed a little then made eye contact with midnight orbs owned by the one in front of him. His cheeks showed a faint red colour as he glared at Shinichiro. 

"Why were you looking there?" Shinichiro leaned closer to his betrothed, putting one hand on Wakasa's thigh and one used as support. Their faces were inches apart, just a few more and the tip of their noses will face contact. Wakasa backed up a bit, pulling out the lollipop stick in his mouth and settled it down by the ashtray by the nightstand. "Do you want anything?"

"My eyes wandered there on their own," Wakasa defended. "It's not like I want anything."

"I still have more time to spare before meeting with Takemitchy," Shinichiro smiled as he violently pushed Wakasa down. The blonde and purple-haired male felt something soft support his head, as his amethyst-hued orbs watched the dragon's facial features. He was beautiful indeed, why did girls even reject him? "Wanna play a bit?"