Perfect Catch

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Yuya continued to back a small overnight bag as he hummed to himself. It was agreed while Yuto worked in the week he would live with Emi but on the weekends, or Yuto's days off he would be allowed at Yuto's. He blushed as he packed one of his books into the bag, hiding it underneath some clothes. During the week he had gone back to the store and brought the next couple of volumes. The more he read the more curious he got. What does it feel like? Does Yuto want to do those things? Yuya shivered in anticipation, he hoped soon he would find out.

—18–

With the click of a power button, Yuto shut off his computer and stretched his arms out. Finally it was the weekend and he was determined to finish on time. "Ready to head out?" Shay asked placing a hand on his shoulder.

"Naturally," he grinned getting out of his chair. "Did Lulu remind you that you're picking up dinner tonight?" 

"Yeah," shay laughed throwing his bag over his shoulder. "Chinese it is tonight. She's been asking for the ribs lately."

Yuto couldn't help but chuckle however just as they went to exit Declan caught their attention. "Apologies, Shay I need to speak to you," he said in his typical low voice. Shay groaned as he signalled for Yuto to carry on. Lulu would just need to wait for her food.  

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Yuto watched as Yuya, backpack in hand made his way into the living room. He couldn't help but think how instead he would just like to walk through the door and be greeted by an apron wearing Yuya who would greet him with dinner ready. Assuming Yuya would like to learn to cook. "Welcome home," Lulu laughed as she walked down the stairs, dressed in formal evening wear. "Dennis invited me out. So I'll be gone tonight."

Yuya blushed and Yuto winked at her. "Have a safe night," he teased as she left the house sticking her tongue out. Yuto chuckled and turned to Yuya who was currently lying on his stomach reading a book. "You having fun there?"

Yuya looked up and nodded. "I'm glad I get to spend time with you again," Yuya leant up and have Yuto a kiss on the cheek. "I love you."

"I love you too baby," Yuto sat on the edge of the sofa and leant over his small lover's back. He nuzzled his face into Yuya neck earning a small purr. Yuto continued the living motions until his eyes caught something. He cocked a brow and grabbed hold of Yuya's book. His face started to heat up as Yuya hid his face in the cushion he was leaning on. "Boys love manga?"

Yuya tried to form a sentence in his embarrassment but nothing came out. His heart was beating a million miles an hour, he could t look Yuto in the eyes. His curiosity got to him and he brought the books. Yuto sighed, placing the book down onto the table. He cupped Yuya's cheeks, forcing him to face him. "I'm sorry," Yuya's eyes widened in shock. Why? Why was Yuto sorry? "I've not showed you what you wanted to now you've resorted to fictional relationships to learn."

"Fictional?" Yuya cocked his head. "It's not like that?"

"It's not sweetheart," Yuto admitted. "In those books, it doesn't always show what love is like. Some of the people in there, sleep together because they can not because they want show love."

"So what does that mean for us?" Yuya continued his questions.

Yuto smiled and rub his nose against Yuya's in a small Eskimo kiss. "It means, if you wait a little longer, it'll mean more to me and to you. I want to make love to you Yuya, not just have sex."

Yuya marvelled in Yuto's words. The two of them seemed to know what to do as their lips crashed together. It wasn't to deep, simple open mouth kisses, occasionally Yuto's tongue brushing against Yuya's lip. "Y-Yuto," Yuya breathes happily.

"I'm going to go make us some hot drinks and then we can order food okay?" Yuto smiled placing his forehead on Yuya's, who simply nodded in return.

Laying back on the sofa as Yuto left, Yuya felt happy and a bit upset. Yuto did want to show him all those things but just wanted to wait for the right time. All the love his wanted to feel was going to be his, but he just had to wait.

After 10 minutes Yuto returned to the living room, placing two steaming cups on the table and removing his tie and shirt all the time Yuya staring with a blush. "I don't want to get chocolate on my shirt," Yuto laughed sitting on the sofa and pulling Yuya towards him so his back was in his chest. The older lover wrapped his arms around Yuya's, carefully caressing any bare skin. The younger let out a mewl melting into the comforting touch. He could feel Yuto's love in each touch and he never wanted it to disappear.