You could ship Shigure with any adult man in Fruits Basket and it would kinda make sense

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You could ship Shigure with any adult man in Fruits Basket and it would kinda make sense
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3. “It’s three in the morning.”
He hasn’t done this since they were kids, but on the eve of their high school graduation, Shigure starts pelting Ayame’s window with pebbles like some asshole in a John Hughes movie.
“Shigure,” Ayame hisses. “You are going to wake up my parents and they are going to assassinate me. And I am too beautiful to die tragically young.”
“Assassination is only for important political figures,” Shigure whisper-yells from the ground.
“Do you know what time it is?”
“Can I come up?”
“It’s three in the morning.”
“I’m coming up.”
And Ayame is surprised that even after all this time, Shigure climbs the tree next to his window effortlessly, like he didn’t stop once they entered middle school. “Hello, my clandestine lover,” Shigure teases.
“Of course I’m elated to see you, my beloved,” Ayame ribs in return, pulling Shigure into his bedroom. He hopes it’s too dark to see the faint blush he knows is painting his cheekbones. “But what are you doing here?”
“Couldn’t sleep,” Shigure says, shaking leaves out of his hair. “Too excited.”
“Are you sure you’re not a golden retriever?”
“Hilarious, Aya. You’re hilarious.”
“I need to go to bed,” Ayame says. “I have to give a speech in the morning and I refuse to do it with bags under my eyes.”
“Your skincare routine is fool-proof,” Shigure says, waving him aside. “You’ll never have another dark circle as long as you live, I swear.”
Ayame rolls his eyes. He’s sure he’d be able to come up with some clever jab, but it’s the middle of the night and for all his banter, he really does need his beauty sleep. “Come to bed,” he offers, flopping down on his bed and shoving half a dozen decorative pillows to the floor to make room for Shigure.
Shigure wraps his arms around Ayame’s waist, looking up at him with literal puppydog eyes. “The real world won’t know what hit it,” he says.
“Tell me about it,” Ayame says. He closes his eyes, but doesn’t sleep. He listens as Shigure tells him about all of the things they’re going to accomplish - with occasional guest appearances by Hatori - and all the trouble they’re going to cause after they leave high school tomorrow.
Ayame tries not to move, tries not to even breathe too heavily with Shigure curled into his side.
Somewhere along the way, being in love with him stopped being a joke.
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