Beyblade Burst Yaoi one-shots

Love is the biggest game Toko Aoi/Suoh Genji

- Gamer Au. I don't really know much at games so this is pure fluff. Mild Fubuki Sumie/Shu Kurenai at the end. Fubuki/Shu can be read as romantic or platonic. Your choice.

Toko sat halfway across Suoh's lap trying to get his albino boyfriend stop playing and cuddle with him instead. Suoh rumbled lowly feeling the sudden weight on him. - Hey Sweet pie, I cuddle you soon. I need to finish this match first... Fubuki watch out... what are you doing you senile idiot... you nearly died. Soon Suoh was so riled up that he forget his sweet boyfriend presence. Toko huffed puffing his soft cheeks disappointedly. - Suoh... he whined sadly. His gamer boyfriend was zoned out again in favor to game with Fubuki and who ever squad mates. - Soon Toko... he sighed: - Check the buildings in left there might be ammo left. It's a head shot. Yeah... that's it. Now just two teams left eliminated. Toko bit his lip restraining it from quivering. To Toko it seemed like Suoh was dating the game instead of him most of the time. Huffing again he stood up not that Suoh noticed or so he thought. Restraining his hiccups Toko fell down on familiar save smelling bed of his boyfriend and stuffed his face against Suoh's pillow. Shoulders shaking lightly he let his insecurities and lonely feelings out.

   Toko didn't know how much time has gone before he felt the bed dip a little under foreign weight. Warm presence and sweet whispers of comfort filled his consciousness. Slowly Toko raised his tear filled face up from the pillow to meet his boyfriends gaze. Carefully Suoh moved his hands on his legs using familiar pressure massaging them gently. Toko take a stuttering breath: - Suoh... The other hushed him comfortingly. - Shh...sweet Toko... I'm so sorry. Listen my voice and try breathe out slowly. Okay, Sweet pie? - Hmm... Toko tried to answer feelings his words struck on his sore throat. Suoh continued to massage Toko's back now. - Breathe out slowly out 1..2..3... and inside... you are doing so good baby. Toko let out a little sob: - It hurts... Suoh help, please. Why does it hurt inside my chest? Suoh slowly moved closer and hugged his sweet boyfriend against his chest. - Feel my heartbeats, they beat for you, my sweet panda. You're having an panic attack.
   Minutes going felt like hours to Suoh but finally he heard a slight change in Toko's breathing. Caressing the shorter boy's soft hair he pressed gentle reassuring kisses to the crown of Toko's head. - Shh... it's okay. I'm here now. I'm so sorry for stressing you. I won't leave you alone and ignore you like that anymore. Toko sniffed a little while listening his boyfriend's calm and lightly regretful toned voice. - Promise? He asked needing Suoh's reassurance in real words. - I promise you Toko. If I ever act like that just hit me or something. Toko giggled and turned his head a little to kiss Suoh on the lips. - You're so silly, Suoh-kitten. Just try not to play so much. I need you and you're sweet kisses too... and cuddles, he admitted blushing. Suoh nearly cooed at the sight. Toko's cheeks blossoming like apples, eyes slightly watery but twinkling with new hope. In his mind Suoh vowed to never hurt his sensitive lover ever again.

   Iphone buzzed on the bedside table but Suoh didn't care. He had to look after his sweet Toko after all. Toko whined and curled nearly impossibly close Suoh like he was scared that the other boy would fade away like a  dream. Suoh sighed and pressed a gentle kiss to Toko's neck to remind the other of his presence. Toko relaxed and nuzzled his head on Suoh's shoulder. Soon Toko's eyelids become heavy and he slipped in dreamland. Smiling softly at his gently breathing cuddly boyfriend Suoh maneuvered Toko on his back on the bed. Vowing silently to join him soon.

   Suoh flipped his phone open and pressed his PIN in. Click. 2 missed calls and text from Fubuki. Suoh opened his whatsapp and smirked little at the first text. - I'm going now. Shu-san called that dinner is ready. Let's play some other day again. Suoh tapped the answer: Have fun with you're lover boy. You are so whipped. Before he could send the message he glanced at Toko's direction. Like you aren't whipped for Toko, Suoh's mind taunted. Suoh huffed. It's fine I think. Be in love and stuff... hmm... Fubuki and gaming can wait couple days. Suoh deleted the message and tried again. - That's fine, bro. Have fun. I'm going to cuddle my sweet Tokonatsu now. Hear you in day or two. Answer game back surprisingly fast. - Okay. Shu-san and I are going to train anyway. You're so whipped, bro. Just so you know... Suoh nearly slammed his phone against the table. What a sneak little brat. He should not have been so nice to Fubuki. Or whatever. If Toko liked nice things maybe he should try and stick with the nice attidute. Even if it would be pain to him t get teased by the others. Yeah it would be worth it, for Toko.
   Suoh muted his phone thanking whatever good spirit that it was weekend and carefully climbed to the bed to join Toko without waking him. Toko's sweet fruity scent and familiar warmth lulled him to sleep fast. They rested together without a care of the world around them. Just the two of them joined together by their soft breathing, heartbeats beating in synch like the most harmonic music on the world.