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Midnight Serenade (2/2)

[anonymous]

Yosuke threw himself back on his bed, staring at the ceiling. It was almost midnight, and he was exhausted from the afternoon inside the TV, but sleep wouldn't come. How could it, when he kept seeing Soji's harsh grey eyes on the other side of his eyelids? He couldn't just let it go like this. He turned his head and noticed his guitar resting against the wall in the corner of his room. An idea flooded him, and it was so awkward and cheesy that he would have laughed if he hadn't been so desperate. He jumped out of bed, threw his guitar into its case, then strapped it to his back and raced down the stairs to his bicycle.

It wasn't a long ride to the Dojimas' house, but it was still past midnight by the time Yosuke skidded to a stop next to their mailbox. He studied the place from the outside, trying to determine which window was Soji's; there was one that still had a light on, and using his own mental map of the house he determined that it was the right one. He propped his bike against the stone wall and took his guitar off his back, but suddenly he had butterflies in his stomach, and he wondered why in the hell he thought this was a good idea in the first place. Why couldn't he just send an email instead? What a goddamn idiot he was.

Well, I'm out here in the cold looking stupid already, so let's just roll with it.

He'd been studying guitar for a couple of years now, so he had a good number of songs in his repertoire, but none of them really seemed appropriate. Instead, he just started strumming some chords, making up a melody as he went. He was no songwriter, not even close, so he just closed his eyes and played whatever sounded right. After a while, he started losing himself in the music, the furious flapping in his stomach faded, and the rural scenery, along with the surprising cold of the summer night, melted away into sound.

A minute passed, then another, and Yosuke wondered if Soji was even listening or if he was just playing this imaginary concert for one. Hell, it wouldn't be the first time he'd said or done something that Soji hadn't noticed. He just kept playing until the music ran out, and then opened his eyes to look up at the window he really hoped was Soji's. Sometime between when he'd started and when he'd finished, the light had gone out.

"Ugh, figures," Yosuke muttered to himself, taking the guitar off his shoulders. But when he leaned down to put it back in the case, he saw a familar figure standing in the doorway, not saying anything, his face shrouded in shadows.

Yosuke was instantly embarrassed, reaching around to scratch the back of his head. "H- how long've you been standing there, partner?"

Soji took a step forward now, and Yosuke was relieved to see that there was a smile on his best friend's face. "I came down when I heard you. You trying to wake up the whole neighborhood?"

"Er, well, I wasn't really..." Yosuke bit his lip and blushed, looking down at the guitar in his hands and feeling like a fool. "I just wanted to..."

Then Yosuke felt the soft touch of Soji's hand on his cheek, and he looked up to meet his friend's grey eyes, which looked the way they should again, filled with warmth and kindness and all the other things that made Yosuke love him. "I'm sorry, too. For more than just today."

Before Yosuke really knew what was happening, Soji leaned in and their lips touched, soft and sweet. At first the contact sent a shock of surprise through Yosuke's body, but then he relaxed and just let it happen. Though he had spent a long time not wanting to admit it, this is what he had wanted all along. When Soji pulled away, all that Yosuke could do was stare into the other boy's eyes, happy and relieved and so, so thankful.

Soji just smiled. "Honestly, Yosuke. Did you really think I would be content to play Juliet? We're equal, remember?"

[anonymous]

not op but, DAWWW THAT WAS BEAUTIFUL sekrit unanon :3

[anonymous]

shhhh you didn't see that >_>

OP

[anonymous]

OH GOD OP IS SO AMAZINGLY HAPPY.

I was hoping for either humor or fluff but I got both. THEY WERE BOTH AMAZING YOSUKE WAS SO FREAKING CUTE AND OH GOD DOJIMA IN SHEEP PAJAMAS. I'm going to read them both again♥

Re: Midnight Serenade (2/2)

[anonymous]

Awww, that's so sweet and romantic~