Prove to me that you are my boyfriend

Movie Night.

Friday, cold weather, Coke, popcorn, and a bag full of packets of Dorayaki, but that wasn't the best part. What made a perfect Friday night for Sano Manjiro were two things: watching Barbie movies and being next to his boyfriend, even though the other one wasn't paying attention at all.

The two were sprawled out on the couch in their house, with blankets over both of them, and Manjiro, several times, ignored or tried to ignore, Ken's snoring in his ear.

While he watched Barbie: Fairytopia, Ken slept and kept his head on his shoulder. He worked a lot at his motorcycle shop and Friday was the day he came home ready to relax and sleep until Saturday, but Manjiro had other plans. He wanted to enjoy the company of his amazing boyfriend and watch movies and series until five in the morning and Ken usually spent a little time watching, reacting to almost all of Manjiro's comments, however, that night, they had barely seen two Barbie movies and he was already asleep.

— Kenchin, the best scenes are coming, wake up. — the blonde tried to push his boyfriend's big body in an attempt to wake him up.

— Uhm... yeah... I'm paying attention, honey... — Ken muttered, keeping his eyes closed but taking the opportunity to grab the other's hand. Manjiro snorted. He wanted Ken to stop sleeping and pay attention to the movie and to him too.

One of the things he hated most in the world was being ignored by his boyfriend.

— Ken. — he called again, but this time, squeezing his boyfriend's toned arm a little too tightly.

— Huh? — he squirmed.

— Prove to me that you are my boyfriend.

— W-hat?! — Ken finally opened his eyes and blinked several times, trying to process the question and whether he'd heard correctly.

— Prove to me that you are my boyfriend. — Manjiro repeated with a smile on his face.

— What do you mean by "prove"? — he rubbed his eyes with one of his hands, completely confused. — Want me to post a picture on Instagram again to make it clear that I'm in a serious relationship?

— No, this is not proof of love. — he grimaced.

— So what is it?

— Sing my favorite Barbie song.

— What the fuck? — Ken arched an eyebrow. — Why?

— As I said before, you have to prove that you're my boyfriend and one of the greatest proofs of love is when a person recognizes their partner's favorite song, as well as their favorite movie or series.

— Manjiro, you can't pick a movie or series as your favorite and you've been watching one of those Barbie movies since I got home.

— But my favorites are the old movies and you should know because the songs are still in my head and, sometimes, I find myself singing one of them, especially my favorite.

— What the hell... there are five hundred Barbie movies, how do I know which one has your favorite song, huh?

— Oh... — the blonde pouted. — That's a sign that you don't know me at all.

— Stop that shit. — Ken replied and sighed. — Okay, it's something like "spinning, spinning; twirling, twirling; girly, girly, girly".

— Wrong, but I like this song too, it's good.

— Geez, you don't make it easy either.

— Because it's not my favorite, so try again, baby.

— "Stretching out my wings to fly"... uh, I don't know... around the world?

— On top of the world! — Manjiro continued.

— That's right, this is your favorite song.

— You didn't even come close, Kenchin. — he glared at the other. — You don't even know me, and you still say you're my boyfriend?

— You want to define our relationship of nearly two decades just because of an annoying franchise?

— Hey! It's not annoying! The new movies can be pretty boring and all, but the old ones are awesome.

— Fuck, alright... and "there's a diamond castle in my mind" or something.

— Wrong again, but I'm pretty surprised you remembered this one.

— Hell, I don't know, I can't think straight after waking up against my will, I give up. — Manjiro stared at him with his mouth wide open, shocked. — Don't even look at me like that, you did it to wake me up and I'm already wide awake, are you happy?

— I'm just like you, you're just like me. It's something anyone can see! — he sang. — The Princess Switch. Was it very difficult, big boy?

— Dammit, it was on the tip of my tongue.

— You're a shameless liar! — Manjiro pulled one of the pillows and threw it in Ken's face. — You didn't even know! You just proved you're a terrible boyfriend.

— Terrible boyfriend?! Who buys bags with Dorayaki for you is me, who takes care of you is me, so if I were you... — Ken smiled at the blonde's hesitant expression. —, I'd be careful with those words.

— Huh... saying these things and bribing me with Dorayaki...

— But and you?

— Me?

— Do you at least know what my favorite movie is?

Manjiro was silent for a few minutes, thinking of an answer.

— Fast and Furious?

— What? No!

— Well... — he scratched his head, thinking of other movie names Ken had mentioned to him, but the other didn't give him another chance.

— Who is the terrible boyfriend now? Looks like you don't know me either.

— Shut up! I just wanted to wake you up, idiot. And I swear I'll strangle you if you go back to sleep! — Manjiro crossed his arms, turning his attention back to the television, and pretended not to hear the smug laugh of his boyfriend next to him.