BSD Oneshots

Verlaine The Oblivious (Chuuya and Verlaine, Rimlaine)

(A/N: first of all, obligatory spoiler warnings for Stormbringer. That being said, first time writing Rimbaud and Verlaine, let's go! I love this ship and wish it had a happy ending, so I'm going to take matters into my own hands and give them a happy ending)

Rimbaud and his longtime partner Verlaine had been hanging out earlier...and then Rimbaud did something that he thought unthinkable.

He held Verlaine's hand.

He'd done it before he realized what he was doing, and then he didn't let go...both because it would've felt too awkward to and he actually liked holding his partner's hand.

As for Verlaine, he was internally panicking. In a good way, though. He also liked this, he just hadn't expected it.

Meanwhile, Chuuya had recently come to realize something.

He had the most oblivious brother ever in all of existence.

He'd overheard the brother in question think out loud about the one he clearly had a crush on (though he'd deny it).

It all made Chuuya want to scream "VERLAINE, JUST GO CONFESS TO RIMBAUD ALREADY FOR HEAVEN'S SAKE!"

He'd be lying if he said he wasn't tempted to do just that. Maybe he would the next time he heard Verlaine bring it up.

Chuuya was in luck, for he found Verlaine pacing around in the living room. "Hey, bro?"

"Gah!" Verlaine jumped, then turned to see Chuuya. "Don't scare me like that."

"Whoops, sorry." Chuuya wasn't actually sorry.

"What's up?"

"I was going to ask you the same thing. What's with the pacing around?"

"Uh...nothing!"

"Sure, Paul. Sure."

"I'm serious!"

"I don't think you are."

"Fine...it's about Arthur."

Chuuya smirked. "Ooo, first name basis, huh?"

"Uh...I mean Rimbaud!"

"Too late, bro."

"Ugh..."

Chuuya was still smirking. "And what about your dear Arthur, hm?"

"Don't put it like that! We were just hanging out earlier and um...he held my hand."

"Oh?"

"And now I can't stop thinking about it!" Verlaine stopped pacing and took a seat at the table, burying his face in his arms.

Chuuya walked over and patted Verlaine's shoulder. "Bro?"

"Yes...?" Verlaine looked up.

Chuuya's smirk returned. "Someone's really got it bad."

"Shut up."

"No."

"I do not have a crush on Ar- I mean Rimbaud!"

"Mhm...you say that, but I don't think you'd be freaking out over someone who was just a friend holding your hand. And you've also used his first name almost twice. You think about him all the time even if you don't say it. You love spending time with him. But sure, you don't have a crush on him."

"Chuuya, I will end you."

"You wouldn't do that to your precious little brother."

"Fine...I wouldn't..."