For chazukefang.

[goatsongs]

[Chuuya has spent the past month not letting Atsushi read any of his poetry.

This isn't typical for him. He often reads his poetry to Atsushi, asks if it flows well or if the images come across clearly. Even when he doesn't, he doesn't usually shoo Atsushi away if he stumbles upon him writing.

But for the past month, Chuuya hasn't shared any poetry and all, and when Atsushi finds him writing he'll immediately hide his paper before Atsushi can even get a glance and refuses to talk about what it is he's working on.

Tonight, Chuuya seems even more nervous.]

...Hey, Atsushi. Are you busy tonight?

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[goatsongs]

I never thought I'd find someone I wanted to share my life with as much as you. I should be thanking you.

[Chuuya kisses Atsushi's cheek, and then his lips, both soft and sweet.]

[chazukefang]

[Atsushi smiles as his heart melts from his words. He leans into the kiss with a soft moan, not deepening the kiss, just enjoying the soft touch of their lips together. There's no other place he would want to be.]

[goatsongs]

[Nowhere else to be, no one he'd rather be with. Atsushi makes him love the soft things more than anyone else possibly could.]

I love you, Atsushi.