[Drabble] Give Me Your Heart
Title: Give Me Your Heart
Author: bakememuffins
Rating: T
Fandom: Katekyo Hitman Reborn
Pairing: Giotto/Cozart
Theme: 80. Beneath the Smiles
Words: 413
Genre/s: Fluff
Warnings: Boy's love (BL). Kissing. Mentions of sex. Pure unadulterated fluffy 'awww' like whoa.
Worksafe: Yes
Summary: He’d kiss that smile again, just to feel what Cozart hides underneath them.
Disclaimer: Katekyo Hitman Reborn and the characters belong to Akira Amano.
Cozart’s smiles are contagious, you think. He smiles brighter than the sun, eyes sparkling ever so slightly with a hint of mischief. It makes your heart pounds against your ribcage, harder than you have ever felt before. You’ve never seen those kinds of smiles before, a simple pull from the corner of his lips, slightly chapped, with no underlying malice. His eyes burn with confidence, glowing with joy at the little things he cherishes most.
You’ve known him for years now, yet the crimson haired man always has a way to surprise you. Be it his Famiglia, his sudden burst of confidence from time to time, or the way he lets you know how important you are in his little world.
Surely you two belong together, you sometimes muse during the lonely nights in your office. For no one can ever make you feel complete like the way he does.
His lips pressed against yours softly, testing waters like the doubtful man he is sometimes. But you smile into the kiss, letting your fingers brush against heated cheeks and intertwine with his. The fireworks explode behind your eyes, you can feel his love through stolen kisses like these, and the way he breathes in your scent makes your heart flutter.
He gives you his heart, trusting you not to let it slip and fall like porcelain on the floor, because underneath that warmth hides his fear; and you had promised you’d be the one to face it together with him. You give him your love, making it his strength and guide him through this ritual shared by lovers as then your bodies become one and your soul entwines and all you can feel is CozartCozartCozart, with his boyish smile and your name on his lips and soft proclamations of a love lasting until the end of time. Finally you let go and breathe.
Later when you’ve come undone, letting go the weight on your shoulders for some time to spend with him, and he wraps his arms around you, tired, lazy, and all skin and bones so you can believe that this is real and not a part of your delusions, he’d smile again, the same smile that made you fall for him all those years ago, and whispers ‘IloveyouIloveyouIloveyou’ like it’s the only thing that’s been keeping him alive through it all. And you kiss that smile once again, just to feel what he hides beneath them, just for you to know.
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It's been a while since I make drabbles and stories. Man I feel old...
Author: bakememuffins
Rating: T
Fandom: Katekyo Hitman Reborn
Pairing: Giotto/Cozart
Theme: 80. Beneath the Smiles
Words: 413
Genre/s: Fluff
Warnings: Boy's love (BL). Kissing. Mentions of sex. Pure unadulterated fluffy 'awww' like whoa.
Worksafe: Yes
Summary: He’d kiss that smile again, just to feel what Cozart hides underneath them.
Disclaimer: Katekyo Hitman Reborn and the characters belong to Akira Amano.
Cozart’s smiles are contagious, you think. He smiles brighter than the sun, eyes sparkling ever so slightly with a hint of mischief. It makes your heart pounds against your ribcage, harder than you have ever felt before. You’ve never seen those kinds of smiles before, a simple pull from the corner of his lips, slightly chapped, with no underlying malice. His eyes burn with confidence, glowing with joy at the little things he cherishes most.
You’ve known him for years now, yet the crimson haired man always has a way to surprise you. Be it his Famiglia, his sudden burst of confidence from time to time, or the way he lets you know how important you are in his little world.
Surely you two belong together, you sometimes muse during the lonely nights in your office. For no one can ever make you feel complete like the way he does.
His lips pressed against yours softly, testing waters like the doubtful man he is sometimes. But you smile into the kiss, letting your fingers brush against heated cheeks and intertwine with his. The fireworks explode behind your eyes, you can feel his love through stolen kisses like these, and the way he breathes in your scent makes your heart flutter.
He gives you his heart, trusting you not to let it slip and fall like porcelain on the floor, because underneath that warmth hides his fear; and you had promised you’d be the one to face it together with him. You give him your love, making it his strength and guide him through this ritual shared by lovers as then your bodies become one and your soul entwines and all you can feel is CozartCozartCozart, with his boyish smile and your name on his lips and soft proclamations of a love lasting until the end of time. Finally you let go and breathe.
Later when you’ve come undone, letting go the weight on your shoulders for some time to spend with him, and he wraps his arms around you, tired, lazy, and all skin and bones so you can believe that this is real and not a part of your delusions, he’d smile again, the same smile that made you fall for him all those years ago, and whispers ‘IloveyouIloveyouIloveyou’ like it’s the only thing that’s been keeping him alive through it all. And you kiss that smile once again, just to feel what he hides beneath them, just for you to know.
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It's been a while since I make drabbles and stories. Man I feel old...