I Missed you

Beloved

Buggy opens the door to his apartment complex and invites Shanks in.

The red-haired man follows him, taking in the surroundings. "Nice place", he comments.

"Thanks, but I plan on moving out of here. I've been here for four years already, and I wish I had more space and more light, especially in the bathroom."

Shanks hums thoughtfully, cocking his head to the side as he installs himself on the couch.

Buggy follows him and sits as well, close to him. "Pretty much like the flat you have, actually, open wide and on the top floor would be a must."

"Pretty much like mine, huh ? Why don't we move back together then ?", the redhead offers with a smile too sexy for his own good.

Buggy stares, dumbfounded.

The other explains, "It would be like the good old days... with benefits." He winks at Buggy.

The blue-haired man ponders the offer for a while. It might have been a bit fast with anyone else, but with Shanks it wouldn't be like moving in with someone I don't know, we've lived together for four years and rocked as roommates. We know each other like the back of our hands except for the years we've been apart, but that makes it all the more interesting. Plus, we now have the added bonus of being together, which opens a whole world of possibilities as far as doing, um, activities together is involved. And Shanks's flat is damn great. "Uh, why not", he says at length, and feels himself blushing. "I mean, yeah, I'd like that."

Shanks beams. "Great ! You don't have to hurry though, I don't wanna pressure you. It just occurred to me that we used to live together and I loved it so...", he trails out.

"You loved it ?"

"Damn right I did, you were both a useful roomie and a good friend to me. We split the chores adequately, and had fun afterwards. What more could I possibly ask for ?"

Buggy bites his lower lip. "Hmm, I can think of a thing or two."

Shanks has an awkward little smile as he says, "Yeah, me too, but I didn't think too much about those then." He shakes his head and chuckles. "As I said, it would just add benefits to the whole thing."

Buggy grabs the redhead's hand from where it lays on the redhead's thigh, offering a crooked little smile. "I gotta admit, it's a lot to take in. First I meet you on my way back from work, then we have dinner and a mindblowing night, we spend the day after together and now you're asking me to come live with you ? Sorry, it's a bit much."

Shanks seems taken aback.

"I mean", Buggy stifles a chuckle, "it's better than every dream I had- I, uh... damn, I think I have it bad for you."

Shanks softly looks at him. "Should we take it slow ?"

"No, I want this", Buggy assures him, tightening his fingers intertwined with Shanks's.

"Then let me try and be better than your dream everyday."

That's the most beautiful thing I've ever been said...Buggy closes his eyes and can't help but feel himself smiling widely. He cracks an eye open to glance at a proud-looking Shanks. His free hand goes to Shanks's hair, carding through them until he finds his jawline. Then he pulls gently to bring Shanks's face closer to his, and leans in to chastely kiss the redhead. He rests his forehead against the other as he says, "Yes, please ?", a goofy smile playing on his lips and tears of joy prickling at the corners of his eyes.

Shanks laughs brightly and hugs him tightly.

Buggy sighs happily into the crook of his boyfriend's neck, planting soft kisses here and there and enjoying the soft little moans he elicits from the redhead. His fingers trail down the other's shoulder, dragging his shirt down so his mouth can access further down the collarbone.