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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]

[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.]