Lean On Me, I'll Be Here for You (Olikase/FukaOli)

Be my rock.

Art by mokarinsu on Pixiv!

Fukase was on edge for the next half hour but seemed to forget about the threat completely as he stuck random objects within Oliver's empty left eye socket.

"Can you feel any of this?" He asked, stuffing a piece of plushie fluff inside.

"Not really. Most of the nerves are damaged to Hell so no."

"What about this?" Fukase moved the trash inside his eye socket in a circular motion like a washing machine.

"Nope."

Fukase's phone rang, scaring the both of them. He rolled his eye and grabbed his phone. "Excuse me for a sec, Oli."

Oliver nodded, and Fukase answered the phone in Japanese. Oliver started pulling the trash out of his eye socket, wondering when Fukase stuck a dead insect in there. He stared at it for a few seconds before popping it in his mouth and crunching down on it. It was still juicy, so it must have died recently.

Fukase finished up the phone call and turned his attention back to Oliver. Oliver stopped chewing. "Sorry about that, that was my sister asking me when I was coming back to the room. She seemed fine with letting me stay the night."

Oliver started chewing on the bug again and swallowed. Fukase narrowed his eyes at him. "Well that's good."

"Were you just eating something?"

"... No."

"Are you sure-?"

"Hey, Fuka, why don't we watch a movie?"

Fukase continued to stare suspiciously. "... Alright."

"Do you wanna go to the lounge to watch it or are you fine with watching it on my phone?"

"Lounge."

Oliver stood and helped Fukase up before leading him into the lounge. "We have Hulu and Netflix, if that's alright."

They gathered snacks from the kitchen and set it on the coffee table, and Oliver set the tv up. When he turned around to ask Fukase what he wanted to watch, he saw the celebrity taking selfies.

"Are you posting for your followers?"

"Hm?" Fukase looked up from his phone and nodded before looking back down at it. "Yeah, I haven't posted all day. They need something from me."

Oliver sat down next to him to look at the picture. It was taken from a higher view, and he was flashing the camera a charming and friendly smile. He started typing up a caption and posted.

"You should follow my public account, by the way." Fukase said, showing him the account. It had over ten million followers, and Oliver was surprised he somehow never saw it before. It's not like he spent much time online, but it was still kind of bizarre this account fell under his radar, especially since Hio seemed to be a big fan.

Oliver took out his phone to do so, tapping onto Fukase's most recent photo. He was posing with his siblings from the concert, and Gakupo and Cyber Diva were there as well.

Oliver tapped onto the comments and scrolled through a few. "Wow, no wonder you have such a big ego. These guys just feed into it." He stopped scrolling. "Looks like someone's noticed my signature on your cane."

"Oh, really?" Fukase set his head on Oliver's shoulder. "What are they saying?"

"I think they're just trying to figure out who Oliver is."

Fukase laughed, sitting back. "Ah, I can't wait until that comes up in interviews." He remarked sarcastically.

Oliver shrugged. "It's always nice to have some mystery though, right? Keeps you relevant."

"Eh, I guess."

Oliver set his phone aside and grabbed the remote. "Anyway, what did you wanna watch?"

They ended up watching only two movies because the both of them were getting fidgety. They cleaned up after themselves and returned back to Oliver's room.

"Where am I sleeping tonight, by the way?" Fukase asked.

"The floor." Oliver answered blankly.

"I can't sleep on the floor! It's not good for my joints."

"Oh. How about the couch?"

"Um." Fukase wrung his fingers together, averting his eyes to the floor. "I was hoping I could sleep with you, actually? I've never slept without my doll so..."

"So...?"

"So I was hoping you could be a replacement for her?"

Oliver blinked. "You wanna cuddle with me?"

Fukase blushed. "Yes. Is that okay?"

Oliver tried not to look or sound excited. "Sure!" Fuck that was too excited. "I mean, yeah, sure, I guess." Fuck that was too uninterested.

Fukase beamed. "Really? Thanks Oli!"

They didn't fall asleep until an hour later when Fukase said that he had to be awake by a certain time tomorrow morning. Something about a meeting with someone, he was kind of vague about it, but maybe he had to be. Why he brought this up at nearly 2 am rather than, like, 9 pm, Oliver didn't know.

Oliver took an extra pillow from the laundry room for Fukase and threw it at his face. Fukase let it happen as Oliver switched the light off, and they crawled into bed. Oliver laid down, and Fukase followed, latching onto his arm like a little kid. The blonde felt his heart leap out of his chest as Fukase nuzzled his face into his upper arm. Oliver wondered if he should cuddle him back until Fukase switched positions, instead wrapping his arms around Oliver's neck and nuzzling into his chest. He hoped the redhead wasn't too disturbed by the sound of his heart.

"Oh, Oli."

"Hm?"

"Didn't you say you liked to sing too?"

"Yeah."

"I wanna hear you sing."

Oliver laughed, petting the back of Fukase's head and wrapping his other arm around his waist. "Why are you just bringing this up now?"

"I just thought of it! Sing me a lullaby or something!"

Oliver hummed, closing his eye and leaning into Fukase. "I'm singing at a cafe tomorrow at 4 pm. Come see me then."

"Awh, fine." He nuzzled further into Oliver. "You're so mean to me."

He smirked. "If I were nice, then it would be boring."

Fukase snickered, wrapping his legs around Oliver's. "True."

Fukase fell asleep fast, and Oliver followed soon after. His dreams consisted of nothing but bliss.