Is toxic yaoi on the shelf? Because I kinda wanna see a Smitten x Opportunist toxic yaoi based solely on how they’re both probably absolutely horrendous about the idea of being alone, plus the whole ‘in love with being in love’ vs ‘will stoop to any level to be wanted’ thing is like- idk i need it in between my teeth
um only if toxic yaoi IS on the shelf tho so literally no pressure :P
(OOHH I love toxic Smittunist!! They can both be so unhealthy with each other, I love it! They CANNOT deal with loneliness well at all, so this'll be fun to write- enjoy!)
"I love you."
Opportunist hummed, enjoying the feeling of Smitten's body against his own as they slow danced- before he realised what had just been said, and he froze.
But his mouth moved before he knew what he was doing.
"I love you too," he declared boldly, leaning back just enough to look Smitten in the eyes.
Smitten looked elated for a second- and Opportunist had thought that he had gotten away with it- but then uncertainty clouded his vision.
"Are you sure you do?" Smitten asked, pulling Opportunist backwards with him as they danced, and Opportunist blinked in surprise, before going, "Do you not believe that I love you?"
He didn't let it show, but fear clutched his heart, at the thought of Smitten questioning his love for him. Has Opportunist not been that great of a partner so far? He's pretty sure he's memorised all of Smitten's likes and dislikes at this point, and took him out on as many dates as Smitten yearned for. Was Opportunist still doing something wrong?
No, no, no. Surely it wasn't that serious. Smitten loved being with Opportunist, and Opportunist was quite proud of himself for being the perfect partner to Smitten, to be his true love.
Opportunist gave Smitten his most charming smile, picking up the pace as they danced. "My dear, I love you more than anything else in the world. Is that not obvious?"
Smitten quickly squeezed their intertwined hands, going along with the pace easily. "Of course it's obvious, my love. It's just-" Smitten cut himself off with a sigh, eyes downcast in a way that Opportunist genuinely didn't like looking at.
He was so used to seeing Smitten smiling and laughing, that seeing him look unsure felt-wrong to Opportunist.
"It's just that, sometimes, I feel as if we aren't showing each other the entirety of our souls," Smitten explained, and then he leaned his face closer before Opportunist could reply, a pleading look in your eyes.
"I know you have your secrets, but you trust me, don't you? You trust me with your heart?"
'I trust that you're easy to please,' a fearful voice in Opportunist's head whispered. But what he actually did was chuckle, then swiftly dipped Smitten, earning a surprised, "Oh!" from him, before Smitten instantly wrapped his arms around Opportunist's neck.
Opportunist smiled down at Smitten, spreading his wings wide, so that he was the only thing that Smitten could focus on.
"Smitten, you're the love of my life. I would trust you with my very soul."
Smitten's eyes sparkled at the confession, just as Opportunist planned. He needed to keep Smitten in love with him. He just needed to make sure that Smitten saw Opportunist as the perfect soulmate and nothing less than that, because that was Opportunist's ticket to freedom and safety.
"You love me that much?" Smitten's voice was breathless, in awe at just how deep Opportunist's love for him was, and if Opportunist paid enough attention, he could probably hear the relief in his voice.
He didn't pay attention.
Opportunist smiled at him like a lover would, like Smitten adored being looked at. "I will happily declare any secret that you require of me, anything to prove my love for you is everlasting."
Smitten gazed up at him with eyes full of love and affection, leaning up to press a kiss to Opportunist's cheek. He did not sigh at the feeling, nor feel a fluttering in his chest.
Still, he gently lifted Smitten back up, glad that he's gotten rid of those silly doubts from Smitten's mind. Who knows what would've happened if Smitten didn't believe Opportunist was the one for him?
Then again, the thought of Smitten trying to end a relationship was laughable. Smitten wouldn't have the guts, so maybe Opportunist shouldn't be worrying so much about it.
Once Smitten was on his own feet again, Opportunist figured he would make a romantic dinner for Smitten, let him see that Opportunist was more than capable of taking care of him and showering him in affection.
He just had to prove that Smitten needed him.
Opportunist could keep Smitten in love with him, for however long he desired.
Smitten could give Opportunist everything he needed. Smitten could make Opportunist not feel so lonely anymore- what does it matter if Opportunist lied about his preferences, or overworked himself to impress Smitten? So long as Smitten wanted him, that was all Opportunist needed.
But as he opened his mouth to reply, Opportunist suddenly let a yelp out as Smitten suddenly spun him outwards with one hand, then spun him back, leaving Opportunist's back pressed against Smitten's chest with their arms wrapped around each other.
He felt Smitten lean in to whisper in his ear, "Do you promise not to leave me alone?" There was something and desperate and dark in his voice, but Opportunist was too busy coming to terms with their close proximity and the feeling of Smitten's breath against his cheek to truly understand it.
"You promise our love will never wither and die?" Smitten's grip on him tightened. "You promise that I make your heart burn with passion for me and your head spin of our future together? I bring you such joy? You love me that much, yes?"
There was a growing panic in Smitten's voice, and Opportunist frantically nodded his head, if only to stop Smitten from crushing him to his chest any further.
"I love you with all my heart, yes!" Opportunist nervously declared- and then he heard Smitten sigh, before swiftly spinning Opportunist around to face him again.
Opportunist braced his hands against Smitten's broad shoulders to help get his balance back, and he felt Smitten wrap his arms around his waist and bring him even closer.
Once Opportunist could focus again, he was hit with Smitten's loving gaze again- even more intense this time, somehow.
He could feel the way Smitten gripped him, as if afraid of letting him go, at letting this love that Opportunist has orchestrated for him go.
Opportunist wasn't too keen on being abandoned anytime soon either.
Smitten's gaze was suffocating Opportunist, and he whispered in a voice full of passion and longing, "I love you."
Opportunist pulled his mask of a perfect, doting lover up as he smiled and said, "I love you too." He ignored the painful ache in his chest.
Then Smitten pressed their lips together, and it was just another step in their dance.
