When Yuichiro had fully dried himself, he picked out an outfit from the selection, a black T-shirt and a pair of shorts, and when he looked in the mirror once he had successfully put them on, he blushed a bit. The T-shirt was in fact a bit top large and draped down a bit, leaving his unprotected neck and collar bones out in the open, and the size of the piece of clothing made him look small. In contrast to the shirt, the shorts were tight and small, they resembled booty shorts, highlighting his hips and thighs. He felt like he looked cute, and that was not a feeling he often got, it was nice.
Yuichiro walked out of the bathroom and paid little attention to Mika as he walked past, not noticing the way Mikaela stared at him, hungry, lustful, before he smiled to himself, soon enough, he could have the beauty in front of him, he just had to wait, play his cards right. Then he grabbed his own clothes and walked into the bathroom.
(Mikaela's point of view)
Mikaela skipped out of the bathroom once everything that needed to be done had been done, which included but was not limited to, showering, getting dressed, drying his hair, and other relieving activities. He was met with the entrancing sight of his precious Yuichiro laying comfortably in his bed, the blankets bunched up to his nose. It was fucking adorable. With his doing cute things like this, how was he supposed to act like he was mad at him?
"Oh, hey Mika," Yuichiro muttered, followed by a short yawn. He was most likely tired, which was weird because it hadn't even been two hours since they had woken up, but maybe it was fatigue, that made sense. With everything he has put his body through (and mind) in the last while, it was only natural that he would be exhausted, no matter how much sleep he got, he probably needed to take it easy for a while. The time wouldn't make a difference anyway, they did have forever after all, not yet, but soon. Soon they would experience infinity.
"You seem tired, Yuu-chan, we should rest for a few months, it's not like I will be having constant missions anymore anyway." Yuichiro looked at him for a second, something that resembled grief clouding his eyes. He was probably thinking about the many deaths he had witnessed in this past year, or maybe about the orphanage, Mikaela was unsure which one, if either, but regardless, he felt a pang of sadness looking at the damaged Yuichiro. After a couple of long, drawn-out seconds, Yuichiro responded.
"Yeah, maybe you're right. We could use some rest after all of this." Yuichiro sat up from the bed and got up he wandered from the fluffy place of resting and made his way over to the white couch. He plopped down and gestured for Mika to come to sit with him, to which Mikela obliged to without much thought. Once he sat next to him he took a minute to just enjoy the thing he had been patiently waiting for, for a long time now. His Yuichiro was finally sitting next to him, looking as cute as he always did, he had been wanting to see this since the first day he was separated from Yuichiro and kept wanting to see every coming day after that. He had put in a lot of work to make this happen, and for the first time ever, he could actually appreciate something those filthy blood-suckers did, they killed the people that had been keeping his Yuu-chan from him, and now that they were gone nothing could get in the way of his love for him. Yuichiro was beautiful, he always had been, and now he could finally witness that beauty right in front of his eyes again, not from afar, or the creative corners of his imagination, but rather right in front of him.
"Mika, I'm so glad that we got to meet again, that you're alive. It means the world to me..." The black-haired boy said sincerely, he was blushing a bit, he seemed a little embarrassed, but there was also sadness, truth, and love somewhere laced into the threads of the words. Mikaela smiled, the sound of the boy's voice was comforting, and it felt so nice to hear something so meaningful from his love.
"Hey Yuu-chan, we should get caught back up from the time that we couldn't be there for each other," Mikaela said, looking into Yuichiro's deep emerald eyes.
