Lev x Yaku

Chapter 4

Chapter 4

"Get your shit together Yaku" I mutter under my breath and turn the water off. I reach for a towel and dry off. When I looked at the sink counter I saw a huge black T-shirt and shorts, Lev must've put them in here when I was taking my shower. I put the clothes on but the shorts fell to my knees and the shorts fell to my ankles looking like I was pantsed from behind. I decide to just keep my boxers on.

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Lev's POV

When Yaku walked down the stairs in my oversized T-shirt I had to hide my face to not reveal the blush that traced my cheeks. Cause damn, he looked better in that shirt than I did, it sent me into a gay panic. Also as far as I could tell he wasn't wearing the shorts I gave him 'well of course he wouldn't wear them stupid, they aren't his size.' my inner voice chided me.

"Lev, what kind of tea did you make?" I calm myself down and turn to look at the smaller boy who was now turning around, either realizing what he was wearing or the fact that he sent me into a gay panic.

"It's uh, green tea. My mom loves it so we have a lot," I explain as I set cups down on the table. He sits across from me and sips on the tea I poured for him.

"It's hot," he observed, I sipped mine and instantly agreed. My tongue burned, I stick my tongue out in an attempt to cool it but only succeed in looking like a fool. Yaku stifles a laugh.

"Whath you laughing ath?" I ask, still sticking my tongue out. Only to have him laugh again.

"You look like an idiot Lev," he grabs his napkin and presses in on to burn. The pain doesn't fully subside, it just goes away a little, like a dimming fire.

"Thank you," I manage. I also pray that Yaku only thinks of the blush on my face as a side effect for burning my tongue. I take the napkin out of his hands while continuing to press it on my burned area. He shoots up.

"I have to go to the bathroom," I shrug it off and grab the remote to the tv. I start to flip through the channels and I stop on a funny commercial I've only seen once before, it's one with a talking dog that always makes me laugh. I set the remote down as the commercial finishes and Yaku also walks into the room.

"What's on?" I shrug. Suddenly I see the title screen for Sharktopus, "Sharktopus." I tell him, clearly stating the obvious. He sits down on the couch to watch the movie, I abandon the napkin and tea and join him. Suddenly on screen someone died splattering blood everywhere, I loved it, the obvious editing and fakeness of it. Yaku did not share my opinion. He scrunched up into a ball and leaned backward, although he didn't say anything I could tell he wasn't enjoying himself.

"Do you want me to change the channel?" he shakes his head so I leave the movie on. As another person dies of bad editing, Yaku squeals and grabs my arm. Instead of shoving him off, I wrap my arm around him. "You know, this movie is really funny. I mean just look at the bad editing," at this, he smiles faintly.

"I guess the editing is bad," he pauses," I just have a thing with blood. Real or not I can't stand it." I nod in understanding and continue to flip through the channels stopping at the Syfy one. "I love Back to the Future!"

It was around ten when we started the marathon, we finished at about five in the morning. "Thank the gods we don't have practice this morning, Kurro would kill us," I mutter and then yawn.

"Yeah he probably would," Yaku agrees, laughing, Harry Potter was the next movie series we binge-watched on Syfy. And halfway through the fourth movie, The Goblet of Fire, Yaku fell asleep. Right on my lap, out of the habit of my sister doing it, I start to play with his hair, you know wrapping it around my finger and such. My legs quickly fall asleep, I try to reposition Yaku so he's leaning on my arm or some other limb, but somehow. And please don't me how, Somehow Yaku and I ended up horizontal him laying on top of me, his smaller body pressed against mine.

I couldn't help but blush.

I sigh giving into my fate, drifting off into a peaceful sleep as Harry watches Cedric die, I dreamt of small liberos dancing around and lovingly talking to me. I hugged my arms tighter around me and started to snore as I felt small arms return the favor.

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