the rain inconsistently hit the plastic roof of the bus stop nonstop. Giyuu had just sprinted from school to the nearest place with shelter. He sighed and silently scolded himself for forgetting his umbrella. There was no possible way he could have waited for the rain to stop, as he had to take a train back to his house. He nervously fumbled with his fingers as he decided what he should do next. Should he wait a few more minutes? the rain was really pouring down by now. Or should he risk it and run? He was just about to run towards the train station when he heard foot steps next to him. Giyuu turned quickly and was greeted by a dry Sabito, stationed next to him. âIt sure is raining hard huh?â Sabito smiled, shaking the excess droplets from his umbrella. Giyuu nodded in reply. Sabito sighed âdonât you have to catch the train to get home?â he asked after a moment of silence. Giyuu stared at his mud stained shoes. âIâll just have to catch the next oneâ he replied, he knew Sabito wouldnât tolerate him running in the rain. It was silent again. Nevertheless Giyuu enjoyed the silence, he was glad they were both comfortable in their own silence. After several rain drop filled heartbeats, something cold touched Giyuuâs finger. He turned and saw Sabito nudging his umbrella towards him. Giyuu snorted, âI canât take thisâ he said, meeting Sabitoâs purple gaze. âSure you can! Youâll catch a cold, the rain isnât going to stop for a while and you and I both know itâ he replied in a matter of factually. Giyuu rolled his eyes, âwhat about you? You can just walk, youâll definitely catch a coldâ he said shifting closer towards Sabito. Sabito smiled, âa real man can toughen it out,â he said, puffing out his chest. Giyuu giggled softly, âthat doesnât mean you canât get sick!â he snorted, tugging one of Sabitoâs peach locks of hair. Sabito took Giyuuâs hand and pressed it around the umbrella. âjust take it,â he said softly, his eyes brimming with affection. Giyuu felt his cheeks heat up. He was suddenly reminded why he loved Sabito. Of course, heâd never let Sabito know. He couldnât risk their friendship. âR-really, itâs fine,â he muttered. âCâmon Giyuu, donât be a pain in the ass,â Sabito smirked, pulling him closer towards him. With every inch Giyuuâs face felt warmer and warmer, until he thought his face was practically on fire. âA- alright,â he stammered. Pulling away, Sabito grinned from ear to ear. âthatâs great to hear,â he replied. âWhat about you?â Giyuu asked, not meeting his gaze. âIâll run it out!â Sabito responded. âYouâll catch a cold!â Giyuu looked up but by the time he lifted his head, sabito was already jogging away, rain staining his shirt. Giyuu watched for several seconds and turned to walk to the train station. ââââââââââââââ Of course, the next day Sabito didnât show up to school. Giyuu stood outside his class, and stared at the single message Sabito texted him. âI guess I did catch a cold!! (^Đ·^)-ââ Giyuu snorted, it was so like Sabito to act all meek, especially when something turned out the way Giyuu always said it would. Giyuu rolled his eyes and put his phone in his pocket, at least it wouldnât be raining today. The school day without Sabito certainly was boring, but finally when the bell rang, Giyuu ran as fast as he could out the school gate. Giyuu stopped by a convence store, and quickly picked out some pocky and a packet of cough drops. The plastic bag felt light in Giyuuâs hand, as he ran towards Sabitoâs house. By the time he got there he was breathing very heavily, and his face was flushed despite the cool weather. He went into his garden, and turned towards the side of the house where Sabitoâs room was. He peered in through the window, and there was Sabito, blowing his nose. To be honest it was kind of gross. Giyuu knocked on the window, and Sabito jumped in his bed. His head snapped towards the window, and in the split second that his eyes showed surprise, it was replaced with relief, and something else that Giyuu couldnât quite tell. Sabito opened the window, and Giyuu climbed in. He sank into Sabitoâs bed and smiled. Sabito laughed, âI canât believe youâd sneak into my house,â he snorted. Giyuu grinned, âWell it was your fault for getting sick,â he replied. Sabito smirked, âwhatâs in the bag?â he jutted his chin towards the plastic bag gripped in Giyuuâs hand as he plopped on his bed. Giyuu took out the pocky and cough drops. âWhy pocky?â Sabito snorted, turning a soft shade of pink. Only then Giyuu realized what he had done. He looked down, feeling his cheeks warm up once again. âI thought you liked pocky,â he replied quickly. âOh- I do,â Sabito responded with a quick laugh. Giyuu looked up again, and accidentally met Sabitoâs gaze. He looked kind of sad. Giyuu shifted in his spot. âMaybe I should leave, Iâm probably disturbing you from getting better,â he said uncertainly. Sabito was silent for a moment. âYou can leave if you want,â he said, with a hint of deject in his tone. Giyuu wondered what was making Sabito upset. âAre you okay?â he asked after a while of contemplation. Sabito looked surprised. âIâm okay for a sick person,â he replied with a slightly strained smile. Giyuuâs gaze softened. âIf thereâs anything you want to tell me, Iâm here to listen,â he told him. He wanted to support his friend as much as he could. Sabito turned pink. âI- Itâs nothing,â he stammered, scrunching up his nose. Giyuu felt his heart pound. Sabito looked adorable when he scrunched up his nose like that. And with out a thought, he leaned in a kissed the tip of Sabitoâs nose. Sabitoâs eyes widened and his face flushed. âG- Giyuu!â he exclaimed in surprise. Giyuu pulled away, blushing madly. âIâm sorry... I didnât think it would make you uncomforta-â Giyuu was cut off with Sabitoâs hand on his red cheek. Giyuu met his gaze with a dazed look. Sabito looked conflicted. After hesitating for a moment, he took a deep breath and leaned towards Giyuu. Giyuu could barely react before their lips met. It was a kiss so light, so soft, it felt like a butterfly had landed on his lips. Sabito pulled away so their lips were close, but not touching. Giyuu didnât meet his gaze, and pulled Sabito towards him. He smelled like laundry detergent, and his lips tasted like cough syrup. Giyuu almost laughed, their noses kept bumping, and at one point their foreheads knocked against each other. They pulled away, giggling and rubbing their foreheads. Neither of them made eye contact, both too embarrassed to do so. Giyuu licked his lips, which Sabito did notice. Once again they pulled towards each other, still as clumsy as before, but neither with a care in the world, as nothing good match the giddy delight they felt of being with each other. âYouâre gonna catch my cold,â Sabito reminded him when they pulled apart.
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