Spin-off of "We Have A Dog Problem".
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Following Muichiro's recent doctor visit, he found himself prescribed daily walks to ward off potential future strokes. He didn't mind the idea at all, relieved to learn that it didn't necessitate more...
"You're back," Genya declared as Muichiro walked into the abode.
Muichiro responded with a gentle smile before succumbing to a quiet yawn, gracefully peeling himself away from the door. Without a word, he practically dragged himself to the master bedroom in search of a shower and some new clothes.
After a brief absence, he reappeared, clad in effortlessly coordinated lounge attire. Genya attentively watched his entrance, sensing a shift in the dynamics of their relationship. Now, Genya could discern a particular emotional undertone in every garment Muichiro adorned. His recent heightened awareness of the smaller boy was becoming almost intoxicating, but his eyes brushed off that fact.
Muichiro stepped into the room, wrapped in a soothing shade of blue. Despite the difference in shade, Genya could still mentally point out the resemblance of the hue to his turquoise highlights. The long-sleeved hooded top, with its gentle drawstring, added a touch of mystery to his presence. Only, of course, that's what Genya managed to perceive. The flared bottoms, also tied with a drawstring, flowed gracefully around him. The ensemble, a harmonious blend of comfort and style, painted his silhouette with a simple yet elegant charm.
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"You look comfy," Genya mesmerized from afar as Muichiro approached the living room.
He didn't mean to. However, it couldn't be helped when the smaller ones stride was just so sophisticated and pristine. The way his garments flowed around him sent Genya's emotions down a rollercoaster of adoration. There was no way of telling where exactly these feelings were coming from.
"I am!" Muichiro chirped, unexpectedly excited about hearing that.
He ran a hand down his top, showing it off very slightly with a sly smirk. He would've done a fit check with all that excitement if it weren't for the fact that he'd forgotten where the matching set was from. Genya, catching onto this, responded with a chuckle, pleased to witness Muichiro's return to a more lighthearted and giggly demeanor in contrast to earlier.
"Alright, I'm ready for Netflix," Muichiro announced.
He leapt onto the couch, seamlessly rolling into the cradle of Genya's welcoming arms. The taller one's entire being tightened with an indescribable sensation at the mere touch of Muichiro. There was an inexplicable effect when they were in such proximity, stirring an unfamiliar reaction in him. Although there had been occasions in the past that induced a similar flustered response, being near Muichiro seemed to carry a unique resonance. His cheeks flushed involuntarily as he contemplated this realization, resolute in avoiding any exploration of the thoughts that dared to surface.
"Let me look for it," He drawled, nervously clearing his throat.
A hush fell over the room as Genya continued scrolling. The silence lingered until Muichiro, feeling the need to break it, inched closer with a subtle movement. With a meaningful shift, he met Genya's gaze, his eyelashes gently fluttering, seeking permission to pose a question. Genya, sensing the unspoken inquiry, nodded in approval.
