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Warmth

(A/N: Been a good while, but glad to see people still love this ship as much as I do. Aaah, I want more MunaJuzo!! ////)

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After last Christmas Eve, they spent a lot of time chatting and telling stories of their day, and it was not a rare occurrence to see Munakata visiting Juzo's home.
He seemed to have taken a liking to the 'humble abode', as he liked to call it; to which Juzo agreed was a good way to describe it.. comparing to the tall, spacious apartment Munakata lived in, it certainly was a humble sight. 

"I'm considering moving here.." the silver-haired man, who sat on one of the chairs on the dining room with his elbows propped up onto the vintage wood table, mumbled as Juzo looked at him with wide eyes, before shaking his head to clear off his train of slightly indecent thoughts.
"Hm? Moving.. here? With me?"

The latter nodded in confirmation as Juzo returned from the kitchen, with two glasses of hot chocolate, steam rising steadily from the top of the cup as it emanated a safe, cozy ambiance throughout the room.

Accepting the cup gladly, Munakata looked into Juzo's crimson eyes and smiled gently, sending an invisible arrow through his heart.
"Why not? Is it a bad thing? It's going to be interesting to see you every day when I wake up."

The former Super High School Level Boxer flushed a slight pink at this statement, looking away whilst tucking in a strand of his hair behind his ear.
"It's.. not a bad thing. I can actually imagine that pretty well, Munakata." he chuckled nervously as the silver-haired man let out an amused smile, before leaning closer to him, his hand caressing the side of his beloved's face.

"I wish I could save your smiling face for my own for all of eternity, Sakakura."
the words escaped his lips as Juzo's blush worsened. Being casually flirted with was not what he expected from Munakata, not even after they had confessed their feelings for one another. The former Super High School Level Boxer only reciprocated the act, settling his own hand onto Munakata's cheek whilst grinning softly, his fingers tracing out his cheek in a single line.

"That should be what I would have said, to you. You've never been open about your feelings this much. I feel like I want to cry because of how happy I am, Munakata...."
His crimson eyes held the stare of a passionate love, gentle affection, and lifelong yearning. The look of a lover who knows he was loved, and willing to love back in return.

Ah... Even though the landscape outside the frosted windows was a scenery painted with white as the cotton-like snow graced nature with it's beauty, the fireplace, the mug of hot chocolate whose warmth tickles my fingertips, the heat of the room's own heater, and the warm incandescent light that lights our table....

With you, with one look of your smile, with one touch of your hands, with one word from your heart....

Nothing could pass through this feeling that blossomed deep within me, the love I held for you...

Our love we hold for each other..

"Ah, truly... This is such a warm day, isn't it, Munakata?"
"Hm? You've got to be kidding.. It's still snowing out..."

Your incredulous look followed forth a gleeful humorous laugh.
I'll never trade this moment for anything the world has got to offer me.

You're my sunshine, I've come to realize that.
And by the sun is where it feels the warmest; just like how it is beside you.

I love you, Munakata.
Thank you for loving me, too.