strawberries & cigarettes // yuumahio oneshots

06 | one more day. [angst]

this is 100% inspired by the song One More Day by SISTAR ft. Giorgio Moroder with some changes! I recommend the song, the story is beautiful, the acting is realistic, and the song is absolutely incredible! I've put it up in the media ♡

Also, I don't know if this needs a trigger warning or not but;
- abusive relationship tw? [although it isn't YuumaHio so don't worry!]

They loved the darkness.

There was no light. It wasn't needed, they both loved the darkness. It was a bittersweet fondness, they felt like nocturnal animals. They had different reasons for this liking, Yuuma found peace in not being able to see his surroundings, it made it easier to drown the world out. And Yohio found peace in others not being able to see him clearly in the darkness, as if it would hide his feelings and insecurities too.

Different yet similar. Yuuma didn't want to see anything, Yohio didn't want to be seen by anything.

However, it wasn't exactly pitch black. There was a bright light emitting from the TV screen illuminated enough.

Maybe it's poetic.

When it was just the two of them together, they could let go of what they hide in their subconscious, allowing the other to see not everything; but just enough.

Blonde hair spread all over the other boy's lap. Yohio was resting his head on Yuuma's thighs as their attention was on the show displayed on what is simultaneously the television and their light source. Or so Yohio thought.

Yuuma's attention was on something else entirely, something like his fingers that were brushing through the soft, platinum blonde locks, lost in the sensation. The feeling of Yohio's weight on his lap, and how every now and then, Yohio would move the hand that was resting on Yuuma's thigh up and down, making shivers run down the pink haired male's spine.

'what are you doing to me?'

Yuuma is in love with his best friend.

His taken best friend.

These feelings are wrong. They're wrong. They shouldn't be there. They're wrong.

Yuuma shouldn't be in love with someone so out of his reach. He sees the way Yohio looks at his boyfriend, and how his boyfriend looks back at him. It's as if they exchange affections through nothing but a gaze, a bond so beyond words that could be said so easily.

If Yohio ever finds out, their trust would be broken.

But that won't happen as long as Yuuma keeps up what he's doing; keeping it a secret.

He wouldn't let it show, he wouldn't let him know. He won't drop any hints, not even a mere glint.

He loves Yohio, more than himself. So he's willing to sacrifice his own happiness in favor of his best friends.

Yuuma leaned his head back against the headboard, staring up at the barely illuminated ceiling; it's not like he was watching whatever was on anyway. Closing his eyes, he allowed himself to escape the world again. All he could feel was Yohio's weight against his legs, all he could hear was the low volume from the TV and the soft breathing of the other boy.

Maybe in another year, these feelings will disappear.

~ ❤️ ~

They loved music.

It wasn't unlike them to spend time together, sharing headphones, sharing songs, sharing lyrics, it was actually one of their favorite ways to spend time when together.