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Shuji Tsushima

"Hi, you've reached Shuji Tsushima, and you probably should've texted first if you wanted me to pick up, but leave a message anyway."

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[thesettingsun]

Yeah, well, only if I'm allowed to remind you that you're the most gorgeous person I've ever met!

[It's only fair!! Shuji huffs for a second, before picking up a piece of bacon.]

Say ahh. You embarrassing nerd.

[protegge]

You can remind me of that if you w--

[Oh. Oh, this is disgusting. He loves it. Obediently, he opens his mouth and says ahh.]

[thesettingsun]

[Like the disgustingly sappy boyfriend he is, Shuji feeds Mista the piece of bacon.

...He was going to be annoyed for a little longer, but Mista's super cute, so he can't.]

[protegge]

[This is so sappy and gross and Mista is practically floating in delight. He hums happily as he crunches his bacon--which is infinitely better when someone else feeds it to him? He never knew 'til now!--and then lunges forward to kiss each of Shuji's bacon-greasy fingertips.]

Thanks, Shu.

[thesettingsun]

[Mista is just as sappy and gross and has absolutely no right to speak. When he's done kissing Shuji's fingers, Shuji wiggles his fingers at him.]

Any time... give me like an hour to come up with a pet name, I can't really do much by shortening 'Mista'.

[Mis? Ta? Sta?]

[protegge]

You can have as much time as you want. Gotta make it good, right?

[He flops back onto the pillows, hands folded behind his head, grinning like a loon.]

Only request is don't call me Missy 'cause Baren does that to be a douche. Even if it is kinda funny.

[thesettingsun]

I won't. Whatever I pick, I want it to be just for us.

[He's not willing to share it, even with Baren.]

[protegge]

I know you do. 'Cause you're a sappy romantic just like me.

[And to prove his point, Mista snakes his arm out to Touch Shuji On The Butt. He was given permission, like hell is he not going to take advantage of that.]

[thesettingsun]

[Shuji was going to answer that, but it cuts off after the first syllable when Shuji's mind goes blank.






Holy shit, Mista just touched his butt.

Shuji gave him permission, it's not like he minds, but it's one thing to go 'okay I'd be okay with this happening' and another for it to actually happen for the first time.]

Um. I. Super romantic. That's us.

[protegge]

Sure is.

[He's such a big fan of this butt. But he thinks he's killing Shuji a little bit, so, reluctantly, he snakes his other arm out and catches Shuji around the middle instead, pulling him down for a hug.]

You okay there?

[thesettingsun]

[Hugs are okay - great, actually. Shuji presses his face into the crook of Mista's neck.]

I'm okay, just trying to get used to this whole 'the guy I love loves me too and wants to touch my butt' thing.

[It's been at least a couple weeks and he's still not a hundred percent sure this is actually happening to him.]

[protegge]

[Oh. That's nice. Mista chews his lip a little, then presses his face against Shuji's hair and breathes it in. It always smells so good. He'd happily stay here for the rest of the week if he could.]

I do, though. I love you. I love your butt. It's excellent. I love it, and I love every part of you.

. . . I get how it's overwhelming, though. It's, um. I guess the same for me in the other direction. Like if I think about it for too long it makes me a little crazy, in a good way.

[thesettingsun]

I'm pretty sure I like making you crazy in a good way.

[Shuji turns a little so he can kiss the side of Mista's neck.]

You too - even when I'm overwhelmed like that, it's not a bad thing.

[protegge]

[Mista hums, tightening his grip around Shuji's waist. It feels good--Shuji being this close, and kissing him like that, which makes him breath in once sharply before pretty much just melting into it.]

Yeah.

[This is . . . so vague and dreamy. He's just grinning like a fool at nothing at all, chewing on his lip a little.]

Me too. Both things. I like when you make me crazy, it's pretty much the best.

[thesettingsun]

You're pretty much the best.

[And there's nothing Shuji would rather do now than wrap his arms around Mista in turn and just not let go. If he lets go of Mista ever, it's only under duress.]

[protegge]

Nuh-uh. You.

[God, this is hideous. He rubs Shuji's back a little, sighs.]

I'm so fuckin' lucky you love me. If I could make you breakfast and touch your butt every day forever, I would.

[thesettingsun]

Excuse me, how are you the lucky one here? It's obviously me.

You can make me breakfast and touch my butt forever as long as I can cook you dinner and touch your butt forever. Sound good to you?

[They're both so stupid in love with each other.]