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Raffi leaned forward toward the older boy cautiously, careful not to disturb his slumber as he kept a close eye on his sleeping face. Holding the ring of flowers gently between his nimble fngers, he softly placed the crown on Yuura's head, smiling at his handiwork as he stifled a chuckle.

Raffi enjoyed these moments when Yuura was asleep. He did feel a slightly guilty tug on his conscience for taking advantage of his lover like this, but whenever he'd see such a peaceful expression on the usually-frowning or scowling boy, he couldn't help but throw his self-control away. Most of it, anyway. He was always careful to stop himself after a peck or two on Yuura's lips. Getting carried away too far might earn him a few bruises, maybe a couple broken fingers, or, like that other time, a concussion.

It wasn't the Yuura was rejecting him. Yuura was just that shy and embarrassed.

Now as he sat on the grass between Yuura's knees, smiling at the pink flower crown that sat on the boy's black hair, Raffi couldn't help but lighly press their lips together. Self-control be damned, he thought. It was Yuura's fault - or his parents' fault - for being so pretty.

Raffi should have remembered just how much of a light sleeper Yuura was.

The lips against his parted slightly, sucking in air and oxygen before Yuura's voice slipped out from between them.

"Raffi, you bastard," the boy growled. "What do you think you're doing?" The half-angry, half-drowsy question made Raffi giggle as he pulled away from Yuura, smiling happily as he allowed himself to fall against his lover's chest, wrapping his arms around him affectionately. Yuura's arms rose instinctively to greet him, resting lightly on his waist, the slight pressure of his hands holding him down gently in a caring embrace.

Raffi smiled against Yuura's blue kimono as the sakura tree above them sang in the wind. Whispering a small "love you" to Yuura, he drew lazy shapes on the boy's back as Yuura sighed into his hair.

They stayed like that for a few minutes, content in each other's arms as the spring's warm air carressed them. Suddenly, Raffi gave a small gasp.

"Butterfly," he said softly, raising one hand as the beautiful blue creature landed on his fingertip. "Yuura, it's a butterfly! Such a pretty blue."

"I know," Yuura muttered to Raffi, his own eyes glued to the mesmerizing color of the butterfly's two wings.

- - - -

Raffi and Yuura usually sit around in the shady corner of the gardens at the Hachimeicho Host Club of the ~Kagema-dan , which is where they live with a little bit more than a dozen other people (men, to be exact). They're in charge of keeping the gardens clean and pleasing to the viewer, and after they finish their chores they rest under their favorite sakura tree.

Here's a little moment between my only and favorite OCs, whom you may have gotten very used to seeing. Familiar with them, much? Or maybe some of you are sick of them already. -getsshot- I'll do something with them soon, procrastination is becoming my worst trait lately. And then I'll draw more fanarts. Top two on my list are DGM and DN, just because. D=

Kagema-dan © and related artists
SDL ©
Rayuu © me

Description
Raffi leaned forward toward the older boy cautiously, careful not to disturb his slumber as he kept a close eye on his sleeping face. Holding the ring of flowers gently between his nimble fngers, he softly placed the crown on Yuura's head, smiling at his handiwork as he stifled a chuckle.

Raffi enjoyed these moments when Yuura was asleep. He did feel a slightly guilty tug on his conscience for taking advantage of his lover like this, but whenever he'd see such a peaceful expression on the usually-frowning or scowling boy, he couldn't help but throw his self-control away. Most of it, anyway. He was always careful to stop himself after a peck or two on Yuura's lips. Getting carried away too far might earn him a few bruises, maybe a couple broken fingers, or, like that other time, a concussion.

It wasn't the Yuura was rejecting him. Yuura was just that shy and embarrassed.

Now as he sat on the grass between Yuura's knees, smiling at the pink flower crown that sat on the boy's black hair, Raffi couldn't help but lighly press their lips together. Self-control be damned, he thought. It was Yuura's fault - or his parents' fault - for being so pretty.

Raffi should have remembered just how much of a light sleeper Yuura was.

The lips against his parted slightly, sucking in air and oxygen before Yuura's voice slipped out from between them.

"Raffi, you bastard," the boy growled. "What do you think you're doing?" The half-angry, half-drowsy question made Raffi giggle as he pulled away from Yuura, smiling happily as he allowed himself to fall against his lover's chest, wrapping his arms around him affectionately. Yuura's arms rose instinctively to greet him, resting lightly on his waist, the slight pressure of his hands holding him down gently in a caring embrace.

Raffi smiled against Yuura's blue kimono as the sakura tree above them sang in the wind. Whispering a small "love you" to Yuura, he drew lazy shapes on the boy's back as Yuura sighed into his hair.

They stayed like that for a few minutes, content in each other's arms as the spring's warm air carressed them. Suddenly, Raffi gave a small gasp.

"Butterfly," he said softly, raising one hand as the beautiful blue creature landed on his fingertip. "Yuura, it's a butterfly! Such a pretty blue."

"I know," Yuura muttered to Raffi, his own eyes glued to the mesmerizing color of the butterfly's two wings.

- - - -

Raffi and Yuura usually sit around in the shady corner of the gardens at the Hachimeicho Host Club of the ~Kagema-dan , which is where they live with a little bit more than a dozen other people (men, to be exact). They're in charge of keeping the gardens clean and pleasing to the viewer, and after they finish their chores they rest under their favorite sakura tree.

Here's a little moment between my only and favorite OCs, whom you may have gotten very used to seeing. Familiar with them, much? Or maybe some of you are sick of them already. -getsshot- I'll do something with them soon, procrastination is becoming my worst trait lately. And then I'll draw more fanarts. Top two on my list are DGM and DN, just because. D=

Kagema-dan © and related artists
SDL ©
Rayuu © me