Brittle Tiara

Pillow Talk, Couch Talk

Koji collapsed in tears on the floor of his apartment. As Kyoto rushed to comfort him, he halted in uncertainty, unsure of how to help. Koji immediately turned around, and while bawling his eyes out he held desperately onto Kyoto's jacket. Kyoto didn't know what to do. He didn't know what to say, he just knew he needed to be there. He lets Koji grab onto him, and as he does this Koji buries his face into Kyoto's side.

Kyoto wraps the blanket around Koji and coo's, "There there, it's okay. Everything is okay."

"No! No, it's not! I'm in so much pain! I- I need help but I can't tell anyone or..." Koji cried harder feeling incapable of breathing.

Kyoto whispers "I'm going to hug you now, and without a second's notice, he pulls Koji in firmly holding him to his side, his firm grip seemingly unbreakable.

Koji's eyes pop open with surprise but he didn't pull away. He holds onto Kyoto tighter feeling light-headed. Thinking about the way Kyoto was holding him an unshakable feeling rose up inside of him. He hushed for a moment before burrowing his head into Kyoto's shoulder. At that moment everything felt okay, he felt safe.
A few moments passed, and Kyoto released his grip on Koji, prompting them to move back to the couch.
Koji slumped over the couch, his eyes red and puffy. He slid himself back on the couch and leaned against Kyoto. Kyoto shifted into a more comfortable position and casually rested his hand on Koji's shoulder.
Koji took a deep breath in letting it happen trying to convince himself that it was fine to be touched by Kyoto. He never had a problem with this before. Usually, he was the one who initiated touch.
Koji looked over at Kyoto and brushed his hand off of his shoulder.
"I don't want to be touched right now." He said clearly trying to establish a firm boundary with Kyoto, "For now...please keep your hands to yourself. I'll touch you when I feel ready okay?" he spoke.

"Okay," Kyoto nodded in understanding, he didn't want to make Koji feel uncomfortable after all.

Koji, relieved, let out a sigh and decided to say to the hell with it and grabbed the top of Kyoto's hand.
Kyoto raised his eyebrows at him in surprise. He looked away from Kyoto blushing. They stayed that way for a good ten minutes before Koji withdrew his hand and spoke, "Would you like to see my dragon collection?" He asked shyly. Kyoto smiled in surprise but accepted the offer.
Koji lit up and ran into his room for a good ten minutes collecting his dragons. He came back out with at least five clay figurines that looked like dragons. Each one appearing to have dived head-first into miscellaneous deserts. One was a light blue dragon that dove into a blueberry pie. The top of his head had a gooey blueberry attached to it. Another was a dragon with whipped cream on its head and snout, the whipped cream on his head was decorated with a red cherry.
He looked in awe at the dragons and reached out for one that looked like a lemon tart before getting his hand smacked away.

"They're fragile,"  Koji whispered so as to not "scare" the dragon figurines. Each figurine was delicately crafted by a seller he admired and did not want to risk any of them breaking.

Kyoto apologized and looked at them carefully. "They're beautiful and so intricate, and don't get me started on adorable"

Koji blushed getting the feeling that Kyoto wasn't just talking about the dragons. He left the dragons on the table and sat down on the floor next to them.
He tugged weakly at Kyoto's pant leg and spoke, "Can you come down here with me?"

Kyoto obliged and sat down next to Koji who was acting seemingly innocent. A little too much so. Koji grabbed Kyoto's collar and dragged him close to his face. Now face to face Koji smirked and pecked Kyoto on the lips before letting him go. Their first kiss was over in less than an instant. A flash, a mere second. Kyoto leaned in and kissed him a little longer than what the other had done. He broke away and smirked watching Koji's face go red. "I win," Kyoto said smirking.