Icecream Day

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  • Dedicated to aobuns
                                    

Aoba quickly slipped off his shoes and hurried upstairs after a long, seemingly drawn-out day at work. He entered his bedroom and smiled down at his boyfriend, Sly, who was laying on his stomach and poking at Ren’s fur covered tummy.

"Why do you still- Oof!" Sly let out a slight gasp of surprise as Aoba suddenly laid himself down on his back, wrapping his arms around the bluenette from behind. "Let’s go somewhere." Aoba’s words were practically purred out as he laid his head on the back of Sly’s shoulder, his eyes closed and a small content sigh passing his lips. He placed a soft kiss over the cloth covered flesh.

"Like a date?" Sly questioned with a slight smirk, his curiosity suddenly increasing.

"Yeah. A date. Just you and me. We can go get ice cream or something." Aoba mumbled out, words muffled a tad by Sly’s shoulder.

"Sounds.. Interesting. Sure, why not."

"Good. Let’s go." With a small nuzzle, Aoba rose up from Sly’s back and got to his feet. He stretched out and waited for Sly to hesitantly take his hand. For as smooth as he was, the bastard still wasn’t used to common gestures like this. The two made their way downstairs and outside, heading towards the ice cream stand.

"What flavor?" Aoba asked the slightly confused Sly who was trying to determine whether ice cream was eaten or drank by the filled containers.

"Any is fine.." The bluenette mumbled, giving a slight squeeze to Aoba’s hand. A few moments later and the two were both happily lapping at chocolate ice cream cones. "This is fucking delicious." Sly moaned out, not even paying mind to anyone who glanced at him as the couple walked down the street.

"Glad you like it." Aoba giggled, sitting down on a park bench. Sly sat beside him and let go of his hand to catch a drop about to fall. He licked it off his finger and looked at Aoba, smirking. "It’s just like-" He was cut off by Aoba’s laughter ringing in his ears.

"Hahaha! Sly!" Aoba laughed out, reaching out with his free hand to gently wipe off a bit of ice cream from the yellow-eyed bluenette’s nose. "You’re making a mess." He licked the ice cream off his finger.

Sly felt his cheeks become heated as he realized what had happened. “Shit.” He muttered beneath his breath, looking down slightly embarrassed. He was usually fine, calm and collected with only hints of irritation, but ever since Aoba even mentioned a date his heart’s been slightly racing. He had no idea how dates even worked exactly. Does eating ice cream in a park count as a date? Really? He had no clue. Maybe this was just the foreplay of a date? Who knows. All he knew was that he had done something out of character, giving out a hint of how much of a mess he was.

"Oh, don’t be embarrassed. It’s cute!" Aoba laughed a bit more and kissed Sly’s heating up cheeks, causing them to turn a darker shade of red.

"Shut up!" Sly playfully smacked Aoba’s chest, huffing in a bit of annoyance and still quite embarrassed.

"Fine, fine!" Aoba grinned widely, ruffling up Sly’s hair a bit before pulling back. "Keep yourself controlled."

"Don’t worry about me." Sly chuckled quietly and brought his legs up so he was sitting cross-legged on the bench. Once they had both had finished their ice cream, he looked over at his other half with shining eyes. "I love you."

”..?!” Aoba gasped in surprise at the suddenly broken silence. His own cheeks turned a bright, candy apple red. “Sly! Don’t say things like that in public!” The bluenette quickly looked around to make sure no one had heard. Their hand holding earlier didn’t really bug him as he didn’t mind showing it, but people hearing it was a different story.

"But I do. I love you.. A lot." Sly murmured, bringing Aoba’s hand to his face and softly kissing the back of it just how Aoba had kissed the back of his shoulder earlier.

Aoba cast his eyes down as his cheeks flushed more. “I.. love you too.” He murmured.

Sly’s eyes lit up at the words. He gently took Aoba’s chin in his hand and placed a soft, gentle kiss on his lips, much different than the normal rough ones. “I don’t care if someone sees or hears. They don’t matter to me. Only you do.” He said with a small smile.

Aoba’s embarrassed caused him to keep quiet on the subject. “I.. Let’s go home.” He said with a sigh.

Several minutes later they arrived back inside Aoba’s bedroom. Sly’s arms were wrapped protectively around the other as they cuddled on the bed.

"Sly?"

"Yeah?"

"I don’t care what anyone thinks either. I love you." Aoba spoke softly, his face basically a tomato.

"Good." Sly smiled, kissing the top of his head.

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