Part Forty-Seven
Very Brief Recap
- Awww~ Sharing daydreams~
- Wolfram takes a bath and gets kissy time with his fiance
- Ginger ale... ALE??!?! (Calm down, Wolf... XP )
Covering the Bases
Part Forty-Seven - Tickled Pink
Yuuri - *lets out a small huff, moving to stand to his feet* "Fine... I'll make you some soup right now..." *soup would be perfect for an unset stomach*
Wolfram - *stands up to follow him, smirking all the while* "This, I have to see..." *thinks Yuuri could find away to ruin anything, even something as simple as soup*
Yuuri - *pouts, but lets him follow, heading into the kitchen and opening up the pantry to dig for a couple cans of soup - what? he was hungry too!*
Wolfram - *stands by and watches him carefully, intent on catching each and every one of his mistakes... - not that he'd know what to look for; he'd never cooked anything by himself... and his baking skills weren’t all that amazing, either…*
Yuuri - *eventually finds a couple cans of chicken and stars because star shaped noodles are awesome/fumbles a little with the cans, somewhat nervous about being watched/cooking was like riding a bike, right?/sets one of the cans on the counter to read the directions on the one in his hand*
Wolfram - *crosses his arms over his chest as he watches his fumbling/already amused*
Yuuri - *moves over to the cabinets to get down a couple bowls, then digs out the can opener from a drawer near the sink/opens both the cans, dumps them into the bowls, puts a paper towel over them and sticks one in the microwave/hits start, then turns to pout at Wolfram*
Wolfram - *stares at the thing Yuuri and shoved the bowl into, tilting his head as he looks at it curiously* "Why did you put the bowl in that box...?"
Yuuri - *ceases his pouting to blink at him/amused* "It's a microwave. It heats food up...." *pauses, grinning* "And makes grapes spark... it's pretty funny..." *why does he know that, anyway...?*
Wolfram - "Oh..." *what was with Earthlings and weird boxes that did everything for them??*
Yuuri - *waits for the thing to count down to zero before opening it and pulling out the bowl/winces a little since he was stupid and didn't use a towel or something to take it out/sets it down before shaking his slightly burnt hands* "Don't touch it... it's hot..."
Wolfram - *doesn't really understand how it could possibly be hot, or how that box had even been able to cook it at all/moves a little closer to inspect the bowl of soup*
Yuuri - *moves to put his bowl into the microwave, turning it on before glancing back at Wolfram/warningly* "Careful..."
Wolfram - *rolls his eyes* "I'm just looking at it..." *not that looking was helping any/slowly reaches out a hand as if to touch the side of the bowl, wanting to test it for himself*
Yuuri - *sputters, watching him, quickly reaching out to stop his hand from getting any closer* "Look... do this..." *carefully turns his hand over, holding the back of his hand a little closer to the bowl so he could feel the heat from it/frowns at him* "Don't touch..."
Wolfram - *huffs at him/it wasn't as if he was going to touch it for long! he'd just wanted to give it a quick little poke!*
Yuuri - *rolls his eyes, letting his hand go to get his finished bowl from the 'box'*
Wolfram - *pouts at him, but as soon as his hand is freed he goes back to poking at the bowl, letting the tip of one of his finger rest against the side of it, gasping a bit at how hot it was before quickly pulling his hand away/how had a box made it that hot? was it magic??*
Yuuri - *groans, hearing his gasp/quickly sets his bowl on the counter before turning to check if Wolfram was okay* "Told you..."
Wolfram - *sticks his tongue out at him, then puts the tip of his finger into his mouth, as if that would make it feel better - not that it felt bad at all; the heat had surprised him more than anything else*
Yuuri - *watches him carefully, still worried about him* "Are you okay...?"
Wolfram - *nods, slipping his finger out after only a few seconds* "I'm not a wimp like you..."
Yuuri - *sighs lightly in relief* "Okay then..." *moves back over to the drawers to dig for a couple spoons, handing them both to Wolfram/turns to the bowls, stretching his fingers over most of the top of the bowl to carry them back out to the living room*
Wolfram - *takes the looks-like-a-spork-only-not things from him and follows after him*
Yuuri - *heads back out to the living room, carefully setting the bowls on the table/frowns at them* "Do you think it'll be too hot for you...?"
Wolfram - *rolls his eyes/it was nice to have Yuuri look out for him, but he wasn't a baby* "If it is, I'll blow on it..."
Yuuri - *pouts at him, sitting back down on the floor and holding his hand out for a spoon* "Fine..."
Wolfram - *hands one of the looks-like-a-spork-only-not things to him and keeps the other for himself/sits down beside him, and immediately begins eating, scooping some of the soup into the utensil, then blowing on it before shoving it into his mouth*
Yuuri - *sits back a bit from the table, raising an eyebrow at the blond as he shoveled the soup into his mouth* "Hungry...?"
Wolfram - *shrugs at him and continues eating/it wasn't that he was exceptionally hungry, he just wanted to hurry and eat, that way if his stomach didn't feel like keeping it down he could go ahead and get it over with instead of prolonging the agony*
Yuuri - *watches him a bit longer before slowly starting on his own soup/still can't believe that his mother would give Wolfram something to eat but not him*
Wolfram - *scoops up more soup, blows on it, then puts it in his mouth and swallows/finds it difficult to believe Yuuri could actually cook anything decent - although it seemed as if the soup had been pre-prepared somehow, so Yuuri hadn't really done much of anything besides open its container and shove it into that box... thing...*
Yuuri - *does the same with his soup, blowing lightly on it before putting it into his mouth to swallow/eyes the blond as he ate* "How is it...?"
Wolfram - *swallows another scoop* "Fine..."
Yuuri - *better than nothing.../nods, and goes back to eating his own soup/a bit proud of himself for actually proving he could cook - er... heat something up...*
Wolfram - *goes on with his eating, not really impressed with Yuuri's cooking skills at all, since he hadn't exactly made the meal from scratch/thinks he's successfully proven that Yuuri couldn't really cook anything if he tried/using whatever box he'd used had been cheating - he was sure of it*
Yuuri - *scoops a few more bites into his mouth/it wasn't cheating! it was using what they had! if Michelangelo had some kind of stencil or projector when he did the Sistine Chapel then he'd be using that! technology is there to be used, man....*
Wolfram - *wouldn't have any idea what it was Yuuri was talking about if he'd spoken his thoughts out loud/is of the opinion that technology merely makes people lazy, and feels that Earth is definite proof of that*
Yuuri - *eventually finishes off his soup, setting the bowl to the side so he could watch Wolfram/okay... so people were lazy... and they loved to procrastinate -/going to finish that thought later - he was already preoccupied*
Wolfram - *finishes up his soup as well, continuing to think on the laziness of Earthlings/they had books of names to help with naming their children! how lazy was that?! he could understand finding a name you like in a story book, but to have a book filled with nothing but names...? what, could they not be bothered to sit and think of a name for their own child?? and then they had strange boxes that did everything else for them!! one to cook things, one to look up information instead of going to the library, picking up a book and doing it themselves, and probably plenty more where that came from!! no wonder Yuuri was always moping and whining about work!! he probably hadn't done much of it before becoming king*
Yuuri - *eyes Wolfram and his strange expressions as he zoned out/sorta wondering what he was thinking about, but decided not to ask/reaches to take both their bowls, standing up to head back to the kitchen to wash them*
Wolfram - *hardly notices him leave/no wonder Yuuri was so lazy... not that Wolfram wasn't lazy, too, but he didn't complain as much as Yuuri did... okay, so maybe he complained more, but he didn't usually complain about work - maybe he didn't exactly like getting out of bed in the mornings, but he knew better than to whine about his responsibilities and try to get away from them/Yuuri whined about his paperwork, and rarely did he take it seriously... or he didn't use to; ever since he'd come back from his ordeal at the manor he'd been more focused on it than he had when they'd first run away to elope/though it's not like Wolfram could really blame him/if he'd had to go through what Yuuri had, he supposed he would have come out of it a bit more serious, too...*
Yuuri - *quickly scrubs the dishes clean and dries them out, putting them back where they belonged before heading back out to the living room/sighs lightly, noting that Wolfram hadn't moved at all/quietly moves over behind the blond, sitting down and wrapping his arms around him, pulling him into his chest before he had the chance to react*
Wolfram - *doesn't really have much of a reaction either way, though he does lean back into his chest a little bit/his thoughts had quickly taken a different turn, a tiny frown appearing on his face as he pondered over Yuuri's recent bad experiences*
Yuuri - *a little disheartened at the lack of reaction from the blond/pouts a little, leaning around his shoulder to see his face better/a bit startled at the frown and instantly worried* "Wolf...?"
Wolfram - *still thinking, finding his good mood slowly fading, replaced now by sadness and confusion* "Hmm...?"
Yuuri - *stares worriedly at him, confused/he had been perfectly fine not too long ago... er... or as fine as being pregnant and suffering from morning sickness would allow* "I... are you okay...?"
Wolfram - *nods a little* "Yeah... I was just... thinking..."
Yuuri - *blinks, still confused* "Thinking...? About what...?"
Wolfram - "... about..." *doesn't really want to say what he's thinking about, not wanting to start some pointless argument or... whatever.../quietly, still sort of staring off into space* "You haven't told them..."
Yuuri - *blinks again/what he was saying was only confusing him more* "Told who what...?"
Wolfram - "Your parents... your brother... you haven't told him about..." *pauses for a moment, trying to figure out the best way to word it without having to involve people he'd rather not attempt talking about without referring to them by bad names/finishes softly* "... about the other baby..."
Yuuri - *stares at him, unconsciously gripping a bit tighter around him* ".... Why.....? I.... did you want me to tell them...?" *and only his mother knows about Wolfram at the moment... and telling his family about the other baby would only backtrack to things he would much rather never talk about, much less have to relive as his mind was forced to recall the events leading up to the other baby*
Wolfram - "I..." *shakes his head, trying to work out his thoughts and feelings and voice them to Yuuri* "It's not that I don't want you to tell them... and it's not that I do... and... and it's really not up to me if you do or not... that's a decision you'll have to make on your own... I just..." *immediately confuses himself again/what was it about his feelings concerning this situation that served to confuse him to no end??*
Yuuri - *stares for a bit longer before sighing, leaning back into the couch and pulling the blond back with him, cuddling him into his chest* "Wolf..." *pauses, not really knowing what to say, but wants to at least make him feel a bit better if he could* "I don't know what's really on your mind... or what you're really worried about... But I swear to you, I'll never leave you for anything... you already know that..."
Wolfram - "I... I know that, too..." *shakes his head again* "I'm not really thinking about myself at the moment..." *at least, not in the way he normally thought of himself/he was thinking about his thoughts, his feelings, his reactions, but he wasn't putting himself first, he wasn't really thinking of those things in relation to himself*
Yuuri - *frowns sadly, really wishing there was a way to make him feel better* "Will you tell me what's bothering you...? Please...?"
Wolfram - "I'm trying..." *and he was/he was trying really, really hard, but it was difficult when he hardly understood it himself/figures he'll start off with what's simplest* "I hate that girl..." *and again he has to practically force himself not to refer to her by something else* "I hate her more than I've ever hated anyone in my entire life... no matter what or how things happened, or what you've said... it doesn't stop me from despising her..."
Yuuri - *stays silent, listening to him/leans closer to give him a small kiss on the cheek before resting against the couch again/can't really blame him for hating her/if he was in his shoes - which he never, ever wanted to happen after going through all that crap - he probably wouldn't be very fond of her as well... even if it wasn't her fault...*
Wolfram - "But... no matter how I feel about her..." *pauses again, growing a little frustrated when he couldn't think of how to say everything/finally looks up at Yuuri, and decides to ask a question rather than trying to explain himself right away* "Is it selfish of me to want you to love my baby more than hers?"
Yuuri - *stares at him for a moment before letting out a small sigh, speaking honestly* "Wolf... I love you more than anything... our baby will be special because he or she will be half of you..." *pauses, slowly moving a hand down to rest lovingly over the blond's stomach* "I don't love her... but I can't just... not love any child... regardless of how they came to be...."
Wolfram - *shakes his head, feeling a little saddened, though not exactly by what Yuuri had said* "I know that... and I don't expect you not to feel anything... and... I don't really want you not to feel anything..." *feels guilty just thinking of or even suggesting it* "I just... I feel selfish because... I..." *quickly grows even more frustrated, unable to think of the correct words*
Yuuri - *trying his hardest to understand what the blond was trying to say/leans a bit closer to whisper softly in his ear* "It's okay to feel selfish... I'm being selfish and keeping you all to myself, aren't I....?"
Wolfram - "No! That... that's different... that's not what I'm talking about..." *forces himself to continue* "I hate that girl; I'll never stop hating her, no matter what happens from now on... but... I love you... I love everything about you, every single part of you... so... shouldn't I love the other baby, too...?"
Yuuri - *pulls back a bit, though feeling incredibly warm at what he said - not about hating anyone... but that he loved him... even though he already knew that, he would always love hearing it/ watches him curiously* "Wolf... do you think you won't be able to love the other child... because of its mother...?"
Wolfram - "No, I don't know if I should... or if I shouldn't..." *it's not like he'd ever really been in a situation like this before, or personally known anyone who had* "I'm not... selfish or stupid enough to think that the baby is at fault for anything... and I'm not hateful enough to blame it for something that... that it had absolutely no control over. It's just that... right now... I don't feel anything for it..." *no anger, no hatred, no love, just a lingering sadness and guilt for not being able to feel* "I feel nothing..."
Yuuri - *doing his best to be understanding, trying to really know what Wolfram was talking about* "But... you love our child...?"
Wolfram - "Of course I do!" *he didn't even have to question that* "I loved it the moment I found out, even though I can't feel it, or see it, or hold it... I still love it..." *looks up at him, feeling so completely confused* "But then shouldn't I love the other baby, too, since it's yours...? Shouldn't I feel... something...?"
Yuuri - *gazes back at him, reaching the hand that wasn't resting on the blond's stomach to brush at his hair* "Maybe you just need some more time... Maybe even waiting until it's born... you shouldn't push yourself into feeling anything, Wolf..." *of course he loved both his unborn children, and he felt very protective of both 'mothers'... but he would always love Wolfram so much more than anything... so what did that mean for him...? would he be bias towards his and Wolfram's child either way...?*
Wolfram - *nods, knowing he was right and that he shouldn't force himself to feel anything either way/if he were to be honest, he wanted to love the other child simply because it was part of Yuuri; he felt it was only fair, as if it were the right thing to do/and yet he was... jealous... that someone else was having Yuuri's child... which in turn made him feel unbelievably selfish, and made him worry that he wouldn't be able to love the other baby/it was an innocent child, harmless and blameless - it didn't deserve to be treated any differently than his own child just because he hated its mother* "But..." *thinking that, another question came to mind* "Shouldn't you tell your… family... eventually..." *just as it didn't deserve to be hated, it didn't deserve not to be acknowledged like that either*
Yuuri - *feels a small echo of pain flare up across his back as he thought about telling his family, but nods* "Eventually... I... just don't think I can handle telling them right now..." *he still felt incredibly pathetic for everything that happened, and the more people that knew about it, the worse...*
Wolfram - *easily notices how he feels about reliving all of his bad memories* "You don't have to tell them everything... just that... something happened... and you slept with her... you don't have to tell them why..." *in truth, he didn't really want him to tell them all of the details/he could only imagine how they'd react, how worried they'd be, and he knew seeing them like that would only make Yuuri feel worse*
Yuuri - *forces his focus back on Wolfram before his breathing managed to get slightly irregular/nods at him again, swallowing as if that would block any images from flashing through his thoughts* "I will... I... don't want them to know why, anyway..."
Wolfram - *nods in understanding/he could only imagine what it was like to think of what had happened to him/knowing about it was bad enough, but having to remember it every day...?/wishes he could somehow erase those sorts of memories from his mind, and feels horrible about what he'd said to Yuuri in his room a week ago*
Yuuri - *closes his eyes, burying his face into the side of Wolfram's neck, holding him a little closer/whispers, trying to distract himself from any old memories* "I love you... I love you, I love you, I love you..."
Wolfram - "I know..." *lifts a hand to stroke at his hair comfortingly/feels bad for talking about these sorts of things, easily able to see how it made him feel* "I love you, too... I'll always love you..."
Yuuri - *nods, mumbling as he clung loosely to the purple fabric* "I know... I know... thank you..."
Wolfram - *feels a little sad hearing him say something like that* "Why are you thanking me for loving you...?"
Yuuri - *shakes his head/still muffled* "Because... I know I'll always have you... no matter what happens... or what anyone else thinks... I know that you'll love me..."
Wolfram - "You don't have to thank me for that..." *smiles a little regardless, continuing to brush his hand through his hair*
Yuuri - *nods again, clinging a little tighter/he felt so pathetic just thinking about everything he had let happen/if there was only someway he could have stopped it... if he was just a little smarter or stronger then Wolfram wouldn't have to go through such troubles with understanding his own emotions... if only there had been a way to spare him from the pain it caused... the hate he felt towards the girl... if there was only a way...*
Wolfram - *plays with his hair, still feeling bad for bringing the memories back to mind/doesn't want Yuuri to have to worry about things like that anymore/wants him to be happy, and feels stupid for even bringing it up/it wasn't Yuuri's problem that he himself didn't know how to feel about everything - it was just something he'd have to work through and deal with as time passed*
Yuuri - *holds onto him for a bit longer before slowly laying down on the floor, pulling the blond on top of him so he could cuddle with him/figures that would be a good way to distract himself... or rather, moving around a bit might help some as well*
Wolfram - *is a little surprised when Yuuri's pulls him down to lay on top of him, but doesn't resist/immediately cuddles against him, placing one of his ears against his chest to listen to his heartbeat*
Yuuri - *forces himself to breathe slowly and steadily, closing his eyes as he lifted a hand to stroke at Wolfram's hair*
Wolfram - *laying against him as he was, it was easy to feel the way he was breathing, to hear how his heart was pounding, and he feels even worse for having a conversation like that/he should have just kept it to himself and not worried Yuuri with it/Yuuri already had enough to worry about as it was*
Yuuri - *holds tightly to him, stroking at his hair and tangling his fingers in the golden waves/it was nice to have Wolfram so close to him... he could care less about anything else as long as Wolfram was with him/smiles lightly, though keeping his eyes closed* "I can't wait to see you in your wedding dress... I bet you'll make the whole kingdom jealous with how beautiful you are..." *pauses, laughing lightly* "Not that you don't make everyone jealous, already..."
Wolfram - *smiles just a little at the mention of his wedding dress* "Well, you'll have to wait two more weeks. You're not seeing it until the wedding." *nuzzles against his chest* "And I can't wait to see whatever it is that you're wearing..." *smirks a bit this time/he could only imagine, since the wimp didn't seem to care about anything dealing with clothing or fashion... - except when it came to dressing him up in cute little outfits*
Yuuri - *groans a little at the mention of his own outfit, though still smiling* "Yeah... that's going to be interesting..." *thank goodness it would only be for one day... *
Wolfram - "I'm sure you'll look very distinguished..." *or at least he'd better - he'd be pissed if he looked like a fool on their wedding day*
Yuuri - *grumbles lightly about 'traditional' clothes*
Wolfram - *cuddles against him a little more, keeping his ear directly over his heart, and lifting a hand to rub comfortingly at one of his arms* "Just put up with the traditional clothing for one day, and then you'll never have to wear anything like that ever again... until Greta gets married..." *a thought that makes him frown* "... which is never going to happen... I forbid it..."
Yuuri - *sighs contently at Wolfram's touch, really liking how close they were/groans again at the thought of Greta getting married* "She's too young to be getting married... We don't have to worry about that for a while..." *more like a handful of years, but that was just minor details*
Wolfram - *repeats himself as he grumbles* "Never going to happen..." *he'd never allow it, ever/he kill any stupid, disgusting pig of a man who came anywhere near his daughter with intentions of proposal and marriage*
Yuuri - *definitely doesn't like the idea of anyone getting near their little Greta/she was too young! and even then, she had to wait until the right person came along - and they had to get past Wolfram's approval, anyway.../sorry, Greta... start picking out names for cats...*
Wolfram - *yes, cats... cats were good... cats were cute and cuddly, and they never did anything wrong... unless they weren't properly trained, because then they could claw at furniture and clothing, and go to the bathroom in inappropriate places... but if they got the right one and trained it well, it could sit around looking all cute and cuddly, until some hoodlum came anywhere within five feet of poor, sweet, innocent little Greta... then it would attack, and Wolfram would laugh as it clawed the man's face off*
Yuuri - *sighs lightly, going back to petting at the blond's hair/they should at least worry about getting through their own wedding first before worrying about Greta*
Wolfram - *sighs as well/or maybe a dog... he didn't like dogs so much, but they could be much more vicious than cats.../mentally shakes such thoughts from his head, trying to focus more on the present* "So... do you want me to wear 'cute' or 'sexy' pajamas on our wedding night...?" *was sure he'd get a few of each... or many that were a combination of both words...*
Yuuri - *sputters, opening his eyes and pulling one of his arms back to prop up his head some* "W-wha...?"
Wolfram - "'Cute' or 'sexy'...? Pick one..."
Yuuri - *flushes brightly* "I-I don't know..." *was sure Wolfram would look great in either- wait... 'sexy'...??/feels a bit faint*
Wolfram - *huffs a little* "Well... you're no help..." *because he honestly didn't think he'd be able to pick/either way he was sure whatever he was given was going to be... short... shorter than his pink nightgown at least, he just had no idea how much shorter as of now/it was actually a frightening thought*
Yuuri - *winces a bit, then forces out the first thing that comes to mind:* "Sexy..." *why was Wolfram even asking for his opinion, anyway??*
Wolfram - *flushes a little... okay, a lot... and lifts his head to look up at him* "... what...?"
Yuuri - *flushes brighter, quickly closing his eyes so that he wouldn't have to see the blond's expression/mumbles* "You said to pick one... so I did..."
Wolfram - *gapes at him, feeling his cheeks burn/finds himself unable to say anything else besides:* "... what...?" *hadn't exactly expected Yuuri to pick 'sexy' over 'cute'/'cute' was a Yuuri word, 'cute' was also less embarrassing*
Yuuri - *doesn't say anything/in fact he feels stupid because apparently that wasn't the answer Wolfram was expecting/what kind of idiot was he, anyway...??*
Wolfram - *flushes even more, and forces himself to say something other than 'what'* "Why?!"
Yuuri - *winces, opening only one eye to peek nervously at him/squeaks* "B-because...?"
Wolfram - *grumbles* "That's not a good enough answer..."
Yuuri - *gawks at him for a moment before squeezing his eyes closed again, flushing bright red/quickly* "BecauseIwouldliketoseeyouwearsomethingsexy!"
Wolfram - *it takes a moment for him to process what he'd said/blushes even redder when he finally does/squeaks* "... why...?"
Yuuri - *feeling really tense and a bit awkward for having to explain himself* "Because... I like looking at you... and... I dunno... I think I would kinda like seeing you in something.... sexy... on our first night as a married couple..." *pause, opening his eyes, wide* "Oh my gosh, we're getting married in two weeks..." *hadn't really sunk in... and still hasn't really sunk in... just... more than before...*
Wolfram - *continues to blush as he listens to him/appears a little confused at his apparent surprise over how soon they were to be married* "Yes... we are... although..." *pauses, pondering over the first half of his reply* "I don't really see what's going to be so different between now and then... besides the fact that we'll actually be able to sleep in the same room again... and I'll have all those other responsibilities... but... otherwise... won't things still be the same..." *then what was the whole point of wearing something sexy then if they'd already pretty much been there, done that?*
Yuuri - *he was getting married... he was still just a teenager! but that didn't matter, did it? he loved Wolfram... he would always love Wolfram... this was just... making it legal... or something like that.../stares blankly at the ceiling, sorting out everything in his head/yeah, maybe there wouldn't be much of a difference but.../shrugs, though still blushing and whispering* "It's an excuse for you to wear something like that..."
Wolfram - *still blushing as well, and frowning at him for being such a... well, he didn't really know what he was being at the moment, although he thought it was a combination of both a wimp and a pervert...* "If you'd wanted me to wear something like that before, you could have just told me... What makes you think you need an excuse...?" *not that he wouldn't be completely mortified those first few moments when wearing something like that*
Yuuri - *sputters/that sounded too easy/wishes his face wasn't as red as it felt* "W-well... you didn't have anything like that to wear before..." *pauses, whispering sadly* "And it's not like I've been able to see you alone for quite a while..."
Wolfram - *frowns at the mention of how they'd so recently been separated* "And that is entirely your fault. You could have done something about it, but you chose not to..."
Yuuri - *winces, quickly shutting up, but not before mumbling a quick:* "Sorry..."
Wolfram - *proceeds to grumble about stupid rules, lowering his head back along Yuuri's chest, returning to his former cuddling position*
Yuuri - *lets out a small sigh, laying his head back on the floor and moving his arm to hold the blond again/curious* "So... are you...?"
Wolfram - "Am I, what...?"
Yuuri - *grins a bit, trying to ignore his own blushing* "Are you going to wear something sexy...?"
Wolfram - *immediately flushes again/quietly* "If you want me to..."
Yuuri - *decides he should be amused rather than embarrassed, though the bright flush still lingers* "I do want you to..."
Wolfram - *squirms a little, trying to imagine himself wearing something along the lines of what his mother probably had planned/he'd either look like a ridiculous fool or a complete slut.../blushes a little more... but if it was for Yuuri...and it's not like anyone else would ever see him in it...*
Yuuri - *watches him curiously, wondering what he was thinking about* "You don't have to if you don't want to, you know... If you're uncomfortable with it.... then that's fine..."
Wolfram - *grumbles some more* "I will if you want me to... it's fine..." *he supposed... he'd know for sure once it actually happened/he'd just have to keep reminding himself that it was just for Yuuri and no one else*
Yuuri - *smiles lightly at him/amused, teasing* "You're not embarrassed because you'll be around me, are you..?"
Wolfram - "No..." *well... not really...* "I just... I don't normally wear things like that..." *ever*
Yuuri - *nods understandingly, staring up at the ceiling again as he brushed at the blond's hair* "What about me...?"
Wolfram - *a little confused* "What about you??"
Yuuri - *grins, still staring at the ceiling* "What should I wear on our wedding night...?" *what? it was amusing...*
Wolfram - *sputters/what sort of a question was that?!* "I don't know!" *hoped he wasn't being all weird again and thinking he could wear something similar, because Yuuri would look more ridiculous than he would in the sort of clothing his mother was fond of/quickly tries to dispel those sorts of ideas* "You don't have to wear anything!" *only to blush more when the words came out of his mouth*
Yuuri - *blinks, lifting his head up again to stare curiously at Wolfram/does his best to control his blushing, still convincing himself this was so much more amusing than embarrassing/shrugs, grinning* "Okay... since you're so sure of it..."
Wolfram - *sputters again/how could he just agree to that so easily?!/buries his face into his chest, not wanting to look at him when his face was as red as it currently was/he was probably teasing him or something, the stupid wimp/fine, then, whatever... he could play that game, too.../grumbles* "In fact, don't ever wear anything to bed ever again. Pajamas just get in the way..." *and he hoped his face wasn't even redder, though he suspected his head would explode soon if his blushing got any darker*
Yuuri - *raises an eyebrow at him, but grins wider/yeah, this was quite entertaining/can even feel the head from Wolfram's face through his shirt* "Sounds good to me..."
Wolfram - *grumbles about stupid, perverted wimps*
Yuuri - *laughs lightly, reaching up to brush at his hair some more* "You suggested it..."
Wolfram - *more grumbling* "Whatever..."
Yuuri - *curious/teasing* "If me wearing anything gets in the way.... doesn't that mean you shouldn't wear anything either...?"
Wolfram - *okay, now he was sure the wimp was teasing him/forces the level of his blushing to lower at least a little* "I promise you that whatever my mother gives me won't consist of enough fabric to get in the way..."
Yuuri - *stares at him a bit, feeling just the slightest bit lightheaded/sputters, not really serious about anything he had said before* "R-really...?" *squeaked/curses himself*
Wolfram - *ah, yes, there was that delightful little squeak/good, now Wolfram knew he had the tables effectively turned* "Yes, really... I doubt it'll even cover very much of my thighs..."
Yuuri - *sputters again, feeling the blood rush to his face/squeaks again* "Oh...?"
Wolfram - *lifts his head when he feels as if his own blush has decreased considerably/nods at him with a little grin* "I'd say about an inch or so... that's it... maybe three if I'm lucky..."
Yuuri - *swallows, closing his eyes so he wouldn't have to face the blond's expression/why wear anything at all, then??*
Wolfram - *grins at him more once his eyes were closed, no longer blushing as much himself with the tables turned as they were/continues to tease him* "Would you like that...?"
Yuuri - *keeps his eyes closed, but forces himself to be honest, nodding slowly*
Wolfram - *playfully, moving himself up off of his chest, only to sit against his stomach/smirks to himself - it had sure been a while since he'd done this* "Why...?"
Yuuri - *curiously, but cautiously opens his eyes to watch him sit up/flushes darker* "Because... I want to see you in something like that..." *pauses, watching him/blushes yet another shade* "It makes me feel special... knowing that I'm the only one who will ever get to see you like that..."
Wolfram - *continues to grin at him/nods, agreeing with him* "You should feel special. I don't take my clothes off for just anyone..." *actually... no one... except Yuuri...*
Yuuri - *grumbles, sheepishly* "I would hope not..."
Wolfram - *smiles at him cutely, moving one of his hands to playfully poke him in the side*
Yuuri - *squeaks loudly, squirming a bit as he quickly moved a hand over his mouth/did not expect to be poked..../the hell??*
Wolfram - *smiles a little wider, wiggling his fingers at him threateningly/teasing*
Yuuri - *narrows his eyes a bit at the threat, though keeping his mouth covered just in case*
Wolfram - *moves both hands to either of Yuuri's sides, digging his fingers in to start tickling*
Yuuri - *squeaks again and can't stop himself from laughing like the little-kid-at-heart he was, flushing red with embarrassment/tries to bat the blond's hands away, but is too distracted with the feel of being tickled to really find them*
Wolfram - *continues to tickle him, grinning at his reactions and laughing right along with him, though not as hard, putting most of his focus and attention into running his fingers along his sides*
Yuuri - *squirms a bit more as he laughed harder, tears forming in the corners of his eyes even/trying to get Wolfram to stop his attack, but not really putting up much of a fight for fear of hurting him in the process*
Wolfram - *grins a bit more as he pushes Yuuri's shirt up a bit to tickle at his bare skin instead of continuing to do his work through the fabric*
Yuuri - *squeals a bit at the touch, flushing even brighter/this was really, really embarrassing! it wasn't his fault he was ticklish!/attempts at batting his hands away again, trying to catch his breath as he continued to laugh*
Wolfram - *infinitely amused by Yuuri's various reactions/slides his hands further up his shirt to search for more ticklish spots, tickling under his arms*
Yuuri - *squeaks even more as the blond kept tickling, forcing himself not to fight back like his first reaction would be/searches almost blindly, trying to catch at least one of his attacker's hands/what the heck...??*
Wolfram - *laughs at him as he continues with his assault, moving back down to his sides after a while, making sure to keep Yuuri from catching his hands/this was too fun to just end so soon*
Yuuri - *every time he thought his blush would finally start dying down, he ends up making some really embarrassing, and sometimes strangled sounding, squeal or squeak/currently bright red as he wiggled around under the blond who, of course, had to be pinning him down/so much for that escape plan...*
Wolfram - *looks Yuuri up and down for more inspiration on ticklish spots, before smirking mischievously/turns himself around, though making sure he remained against his stomach, hooking an arm beneath one of Yuuri's knees to pull his leg back enough for him to lean forward and tickle at the sole of his foot*
Yuuri - *squeals loudly, clawing at the nearby table to stop himself from doing something stupid that might end up hurting Wolfram/reaches out with his free arm to tickle at the blond's side while his back was turned/hardly able to see through the tears in his eyes from laughing so hard*
Wolfram - *squeaks a bit at the feel of a hand against his side, removing his hand from Yuuri's foot long enough to try and bat the hand away/tickles his foot for a bit longer before digging into the spot behind his knee*
Yuuri - *writhes at the feel against the back of his knee, completely frozen of all other movement/physically forcing himself not to do anything rash to get Wolfram to stop, though attempts at tickling him again after a few moments*
Wolfram - *squeaks again, trying to ignore the hand against his side as he continues digging his fingers into the area behind Yuuri's knee/lowers his leg to move over to the other one, doing the same things to it as he'd done to the former*
Yuuri - *squeals in his laughter, now trying to push himself up in an attempt at making him stop, but can't really move while being tickled/after all, it was only Wolfram who could make him feel so completely helpless and pathetic and not really care... not in the way he took other things at least*
Wolfram - *vaguely wonders if Yuuri's ticklish along his thighs, too, before moving his hands further up his legs to find out*
Yuuri - *yes... he was/tries desperately to move his legs away from the psycho-tickler without kicking too hard/would seriously hate himself if he ended up harming the blond in any way, especially over something like this/lifts both hands to dig his fingers into Wolfram's sides, trying to get him to stop, still*
Wolfram - *shrieks loudly, then laughs hysterically, pausing momentarily to try and move Yuuri's hands away*
Yuuri - *takes the momentary cease-tickle to gasp for breath/keeps his hands in place, not allowing them to be pushed away so easily*
Wolfram - *grabs onto both of Yuuri's wrists to make more of an attempt at pulling his hands away/thinks he probably shouldn't have turned his back on him and given him an opening to retaliate*
Yuuri - *yeah, like grabbing onto Yuuri's wrists had the same effect as the other way around, especially with the blond's tiny hands.../pauses tickling just for a moment to let him catch his breath*
Wolfram - *takes a few deep breaths, though continues to laugh lightly - amused - squirming a little bit to try and get away*
Yuuri - *the second Wolfram tries to get away, he starts to tickle him again, though not really able to effectively reach any good place to tickle other than his sides and under his arms*
Wolfram - *shrieks again, trying to get away harder than before/bats at Yuuri's hands once more, leaning over and toppling onto the floor on his side to protect at least one half of himself, using one of his arms to push himself up and begin to crawl away from Yuuri*
Yuuri - *continues to laugh, though no longer being tickled/quickly rolls over to get up on his knees as he tried to get away, grabbing one of his legs for payback for earlier/tickles the bottom of his foot*
Wolfram - *struggles against him, jerking his leg to try and pull it away, collapsing onto the floor as he was reduced to more hysterical laughter, unable to control himself*
Yuuri - *lets his foot go to crawl over top of him, using his legs to stop him from trying to roll away/digs his fingers into his sides again, laughing in amusement*
Wolfram - "Yu-" *of course he can't really say anything at the moment, but he'd tried at least/would have rolled away if he could, but seeing as that was a little difficult, he didn't have any choice but to dig his fingers into the ground and try to pull himself along the floor/it didn't work very well, considering he couldn't stop laughing*
Yuuri - *greatly amused now that he wasn't the one being attacked/moves his legs a little closer to Wolfram's sides to keep him from going anywhere while he tickled him, moving one hand to tickle lightly at the back and side of his neck*
Wolfram - *more uncontrollable laughter/wiggles around a bit to try and get Yuuri off of him/eventually moves one of his arms to reach back and try to grab at Yuuri's hands*
Yuuri - *stops tickling him only temporarily as his hands are taken hold of, though still laughing in amusement*
Wolfram - *holds onto Yuuri's hands securely, using the opportunity to take a few quick breaths, inhaling deeply*
Yuuri - *laughs a bit more before leaning down to kiss the back of his neck while he had the chance*
Wolfram - *continues to take in deep, even breaths, letting go of Yuuri's hands at the feel of lips against the back of his neck*
Yuuri - *once his hands are released, he moves himself back some more to slide his hands underneath the blond's shirt, pulling it up some before leaning down again to kiss the small of his back a few times*
Wolfram - *gasps, then groans lightly/his face was already flushed from laughing so much, so his blush isn't nearly as noticeable as it would have been*
Yuuri - *slowly slides his hands up along his waist some before moving them a bit farther under his shirt, keeping his hands a little bit ahead of where he kissed his back*
Wolfram - *okay, this was much, much better than being tickled - though it left him just as breathless/groans lightly again, laying limply against the floor now and doing nothing to stop him*
Yuuri - *lifts the shirt up even more as he placed little kisses all over his back, moving his hands to hold him in place*
Wolfram - *makes no move to pull away/this felt nice... real nice/moans lightly, his fingers unconsciously digging into the floor*
Yuuri - *pulls back some, moving back down to his lower back/kisses him a couple more times before curiously licking him*
Wolfram - *moans a little more, squeezing his eyes shut as his face flushed brightly again/clamps his mouth closed and holds his breath to try and prevent himself from becoming any louder*
Yuuri - *apparently very pleased with his reaction/licks along his spine up to where he held the shirt up*
Wolfram - *groans loudly, shifting just a little bit now, though trying to move closer more than anything else*
Yuuri - *pulls up his shirt just a bit more over his shoulder blades/kisses between them a couple times before nibbling a little on one of them where the bone stuck out some*
Wolfram - *moans again, opening his eyes and lifting his head a bit to try and glance over his shoulder at him without moving too much/breathing slightly irregular*
Yuuri - *doesn't notice the glance at all since his eyes had been closed/kisses him a few more times in the center of his back, being careful to hold himself over top of him instead of smothering him*
Wolfram - *lowers his head back onto the ground with another soft moan, shutting his eyes again and letting Yuuri do whatever the heck he wanted*
Yuuri - *slides his hands along the blond's sides, licking him again as he carefully pinned him down*
Wolfram - *quietly* "Yuuri..." *hadn't really intended to say anything; it had just sort of slipped out/this felt really nice*
Yuuri - *places even more little kisses all over his back, pausing to nibble a bit here and there*
Wolfram - *whines lightly, lifting his head to try and peer at him again*
Yuuri - *pulls back just a little, getting ready to relocate a bit further up, but pauses as he finally noticed Wolfram looking over his shoulder at him/flushes brightly, freezing just a bit*
Wolfram - *flushes a little more as he sees Yuuri flush and freeze/swallows thickly before speaking, hoping it would keep him from squeaking or his voice from cracking* "What...?"
Yuuri - *doesn't really know what to say/hadn't really even noticed what he had been doing until just then - he couldn't really help it/stares at him for a bit before shaking his head, mumbling quietly* "Nothing..."
Wolfram - *continues to stare at him, a little confused, but doesn't say anything else/slowly catches his breath, feeling as his face cooled down a bit*
Yuuri - *takes a few deep breaths, carefully pulling the blond's shirt back down before moving off of on top of him, rolling onto the floor, laying down next to him to gaze into his eyes better*
Wolfram - *smiles at him lightly* "What...?"
Yuuri - *shakes his head, staring at him* "You're really beautiful..."
Wolfram - *smiles a little more* "And you're really handsome..."
Yuuri - *snorts just lightly, but smiles at him, moving his hand up some to brush the blond's bangs from his eyes*
Wolfram - *rolls from his stomach onto his side, continuing to stare into his eyes/pouts playfully* "You don't believe me..."
Yuuri - *shrugs a little* "You're biased..."
Wolfram - "Well, then you are, too..."
Yuuri - *grins at him, shaking his head* "No way... everyone knows how beautiful you are... and you know they do..."
Wolfram - *pouts a little more, teasing* "You make me sound so conceited..."
Yuuri - *shakes his head again* "I never said you were.... but there's no denying the truth that you are very, very beautiful..."
Wolfram - *goes back to smiling, scooting a little closer to him* "Then there's no denying the truth that you are very, very handsome..."
Yuuri - *sighs just a little, but wraps his arm around him to pull him closer*
Wolfram - *cuddles against his side, closing his eyes to rest for a moment/quietly* "I love you..."
Yuuri - *feels his heart skip a little/closes his eyes as well, holding him close/whispers back* "I love you, too..."
Wolfram - *giggles lightly, laying his head along his shoulder, sliding his arm across his chest to give him a loose hug*
Yuuri - *smiles at his giggling/moves his free hand up to run along Wolfram's arm, holding it to his chest*
Wolfram - *releases a small sigh, cuddling a little closer/has never felt so comfortable laying on the floor before*
Yuuri - *leans up a bit to give him a quick kiss on the top of his head before laying back down*
Wolfram - *smiles some more, moving a bit to place a kiss along the side of Yuuri's neck in response to the one on his head*
Yuuri - *flushes brightly, opening his eyes to blink curiously at the blond, though figures he shouldn't really be surprised...*
Wolfram - *peers back at him, still smiling* "What's that look for...?"
Yuuri - *swallows, shaking his head* "N-nothing..."
Wolfram - *pushes himself up a bit with his free arm, hovering over him* "You're blushing. Why...?"
Yuuri - *stares at him, blushing a little more at being called out/tck... he couldn't really control when he blushed, either!* "You... I just..." *stutters like an idiot*
Wolfram - *continues to smile/he was so cute!* "What? Back to stuttering now? I thought you'd finally managed to grow out of that?"
Yuuri - *instantly shuts his mouth to stop talking all together/pouts*
Wolfram - *pouts back at him, mocking him* "Poor wittle Yuuwi..."
Yuuri - *sputters/what the heck??*
Wolfram - "My poor wittle Yuuwi has a stuttewing pwobwem..." *is amazed he manages to keep himself from laughing at him*
Yuuri - *pouts more/grumbles about not having one....*
Wolfram - *pouts back at him, lifting a hand to tap at the tip of his nose a few times*
Yuuri - *stares at him for a moment, then reaches up to take hold of the hand tapping his nose*
Wolfram - *makes no move to pull his hand away* "What...?"
Yuuri - *doesn't say anything/holds loosely onto his hand to allow him to pull it away if he wanted/brings it closer to his lips, kissing his palm*
Wolfram - *smiles at him again, letting out a contented sigh*
Yuuri - *kisses his palm a few more times before moving his hand to reach his wrist, kissing there as well*
Wolfram - *giggles lightly before whispering* "Obsession..."
Yuuri - *smiles at that/okay... maybe he did have an obsession.../kisses his wrist once more before sticking his tongue out to lick it*
Wolfram - *giggles again, allowing him to keep the hold he had on his wrist, and moves to lean towards him again and place another kiss along the side of his neck*
Yuuri - *freezes in what he was doing at the kiss, feeling his heart beat a little faster/shakes himself out of his daze, pressing Wolfram's wrist against his lips*
Wolfram - *feels his momentary pause and looks up at him again, lifting an eyebrow curiously* "What...?" *knows he keeps repeating himself, but it wasn't his fault Yuuri never really answered him*
Yuuri - *stares at him a bit, then slowly pulls his wrist away, moving it to hold against his chest so he could force out an answer/flushes brightly* "My heart beats faster when you kiss me there…”
Wolfram - *smiles at him and leans forward to kiss him there again*
Yuuri - *holds his breath, tilting his head a little, like Wolfram would do when he kissed him, to give him better access to his neck*
Wolfram - *kisses the same spot a few more times, before trailing his lips up and down the side of his neck, leaning over a bit more to get to the other side as well*
Yuuri - *lets out a pleased moan from the back of his throat, closing his eyes, and feeling his cheeks burn red/so Wolfram probably didn't have much control over that bit either...*
Wolfram - *laughs softly at the sound he made, though he knew there probably wasn't anything he could do to hold it back - he'd been there, done that, after all/trails kisses up to the line of his jaw/in the back of his mind he wonders where Yuuri's mother had gone off to - she'd been gone for a long time - but figures it doesn't really matter at all/likes being able to spend this rare amount of time alone with Yuuri*
Yuuri - *groans softly again, holding tightly to the blond's hand as he tried to keep his breathing somewhat regular* "Wolfram..." *this felt... well, he didn't really know what it felt like... but he liked it... actually, he always liked it when Wolfram was close to him, but this was near the near the top, for some reason...*
Wolfram - *places slow, lingering kisses all along his jaw line, working his way up to one of his ears/whispers* "I love you..." *then places a kiss along his ear as well*
Yuuri - *really trying to keep his breathing and heart beat regular/ends up caving in to himself and lets go of the blond's hand, moving to gently push him off of him and onto the floor again before moving himself on top, pressing his lips deeply against the blond's*
Wolfram - *gasps in surprise/hadn't really been expecting that, but doesn't push him away, lifting his arms to circle them around his neck, kissing him back passionately*
Miko - *finally gets back from shopping then - of course - shutting the door behind her and happily carrying her bags of groceries and clothes and shoes and this cute little purse she got on sale... oh, and a huge bag of ginger for the boys to take back to the other world with them/walks out past the living room to the kitchen, giggling and blushing lightly as she spotted the two on the floor, but continues her way into the kitchen* "You'll end up catching a cold like that, you know..."
Yuuri - *flushes brightly, quickly rolling off of the blond at his mother's voice/what the hell?? awkward much?*
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Tada~! I'm making fairly good time with this! Or at least I think so... especially with all the other stuff I've gotta do. Bleh.
So yay! More Yuuri/Wolfram time! And more of their time to come! And then... even more of their time... Like really... D: After a while, Mikage and I were like "dude... where are our other characters...??" because... yeah... wedding then honeymoon and... just fun times~
I know the titles are supposed to have something to do with baseball... but... I ran out of ideas... D: And it's easier this way... <3
- Awww~ Sharing daydreams~
- Wolfram takes a bath and gets kissy time with his fiance
- Ginger ale... ALE??!?! (Calm down, Wolf... XP )
Covering the Bases
Part Forty-Seven - Tickled Pink
Yuuri - *lets out a small huff, moving to stand to his feet* "Fine... I'll make you some soup right now..." *soup would be perfect for an unset stomach*
Wolfram - *stands up to follow him, smirking all the while* "This, I have to see..." *thinks Yuuri could find away to ruin anything, even something as simple as soup*
Yuuri - *pouts, but lets him follow, heading into the kitchen and opening up the pantry to dig for a couple cans of soup - what? he was hungry too!*
Wolfram - *stands by and watches him carefully, intent on catching each and every one of his mistakes... - not that he'd know what to look for; he'd never cooked anything by himself... and his baking skills weren’t all that amazing, either…*
Yuuri - *eventually finds a couple cans of chicken and stars because star shaped noodles are awesome/fumbles a little with the cans, somewhat nervous about being watched/cooking was like riding a bike, right?/sets one of the cans on the counter to read the directions on the one in his hand*
Wolfram - *crosses his arms over his chest as he watches his fumbling/already amused*
Yuuri - *moves over to the cabinets to get down a couple bowls, then digs out the can opener from a drawer near the sink/opens both the cans, dumps them into the bowls, puts a paper towel over them and sticks one in the microwave/hits start, then turns to pout at Wolfram*
Wolfram - *stares at the thing Yuuri and shoved the bowl into, tilting his head as he looks at it curiously* "Why did you put the bowl in that box...?"
Yuuri - *ceases his pouting to blink at him/amused* "It's a microwave. It heats food up...." *pauses, grinning* "And makes grapes spark... it's pretty funny..." *why does he know that, anyway...?*
Wolfram - "Oh..." *what was with Earthlings and weird boxes that did everything for them??*
Yuuri - *waits for the thing to count down to zero before opening it and pulling out the bowl/winces a little since he was stupid and didn't use a towel or something to take it out/sets it down before shaking his slightly burnt hands* "Don't touch it... it's hot..."
Wolfram - *doesn't really understand how it could possibly be hot, or how that box had even been able to cook it at all/moves a little closer to inspect the bowl of soup*
Yuuri - *moves to put his bowl into the microwave, turning it on before glancing back at Wolfram/warningly* "Careful..."
Wolfram - *rolls his eyes* "I'm just looking at it..." *not that looking was helping any/slowly reaches out a hand as if to touch the side of the bowl, wanting to test it for himself*
Yuuri - *sputters, watching him, quickly reaching out to stop his hand from getting any closer* "Look... do this..." *carefully turns his hand over, holding the back of his hand a little closer to the bowl so he could feel the heat from it/frowns at him* "Don't touch..."
Wolfram - *huffs at him/it wasn't as if he was going to touch it for long! he'd just wanted to give it a quick little poke!*
Yuuri - *rolls his eyes, letting his hand go to get his finished bowl from the 'box'*
Wolfram - *pouts at him, but as soon as his hand is freed he goes back to poking at the bowl, letting the tip of one of his finger rest against the side of it, gasping a bit at how hot it was before quickly pulling his hand away/how had a box made it that hot? was it magic??*
Yuuri - *groans, hearing his gasp/quickly sets his bowl on the counter before turning to check if Wolfram was okay* "Told you..."
Wolfram - *sticks his tongue out at him, then puts the tip of his finger into his mouth, as if that would make it feel better - not that it felt bad at all; the heat had surprised him more than anything else*
Yuuri - *watches him carefully, still worried about him* "Are you okay...?"
Wolfram - *nods, slipping his finger out after only a few seconds* "I'm not a wimp like you..."
Yuuri - *sighs lightly in relief* "Okay then..." *moves back over to the drawers to dig for a couple spoons, handing them both to Wolfram/turns to the bowls, stretching his fingers over most of the top of the bowl to carry them back out to the living room*
Wolfram - *takes the looks-like-a-spork-only-not things from him and follows after him*
Yuuri - *heads back out to the living room, carefully setting the bowls on the table/frowns at them* "Do you think it'll be too hot for you...?"
Wolfram - *rolls his eyes/it was nice to have Yuuri look out for him, but he wasn't a baby* "If it is, I'll blow on it..."
Yuuri - *pouts at him, sitting back down on the floor and holding his hand out for a spoon* "Fine..."
Wolfram - *hands one of the looks-like-a-spork-only-not things to him and keeps the other for himself/sits down beside him, and immediately begins eating, scooping some of the soup into the utensil, then blowing on it before shoving it into his mouth*
Yuuri - *sits back a bit from the table, raising an eyebrow at the blond as he shoveled the soup into his mouth* "Hungry...?"
Wolfram - *shrugs at him and continues eating/it wasn't that he was exceptionally hungry, he just wanted to hurry and eat, that way if his stomach didn't feel like keeping it down he could go ahead and get it over with instead of prolonging the agony*
Yuuri - *watches him a bit longer before slowly starting on his own soup/still can't believe that his mother would give Wolfram something to eat but not him*
Wolfram - *scoops up more soup, blows on it, then puts it in his mouth and swallows/finds it difficult to believe Yuuri could actually cook anything decent - although it seemed as if the soup had been pre-prepared somehow, so Yuuri hadn't really done much of anything besides open its container and shove it into that box... thing...*
Yuuri - *does the same with his soup, blowing lightly on it before putting it into his mouth to swallow/eyes the blond as he ate* "How is it...?"
Wolfram - *swallows another scoop* "Fine..."
Yuuri - *better than nothing.../nods, and goes back to eating his own soup/a bit proud of himself for actually proving he could cook - er... heat something up...*
Wolfram - *goes on with his eating, not really impressed with Yuuri's cooking skills at all, since he hadn't exactly made the meal from scratch/thinks he's successfully proven that Yuuri couldn't really cook anything if he tried/using whatever box he'd used had been cheating - he was sure of it*
Yuuri - *scoops a few more bites into his mouth/it wasn't cheating! it was using what they had! if Michelangelo had some kind of stencil or projector when he did the Sistine Chapel then he'd be using that! technology is there to be used, man....*
Wolfram - *wouldn't have any idea what it was Yuuri was talking about if he'd spoken his thoughts out loud/is of the opinion that technology merely makes people lazy, and feels that Earth is definite proof of that*
Yuuri - *eventually finishes off his soup, setting the bowl to the side so he could watch Wolfram/okay... so people were lazy... and they loved to procrastinate -/going to finish that thought later - he was already preoccupied*
Wolfram - *finishes up his soup as well, continuing to think on the laziness of Earthlings/they had books of names to help with naming their children! how lazy was that?! he could understand finding a name you like in a story book, but to have a book filled with nothing but names...? what, could they not be bothered to sit and think of a name for their own child?? and then they had strange boxes that did everything else for them!! one to cook things, one to look up information instead of going to the library, picking up a book and doing it themselves, and probably plenty more where that came from!! no wonder Yuuri was always moping and whining about work!! he probably hadn't done much of it before becoming king*
Yuuri - *eyes Wolfram and his strange expressions as he zoned out/sorta wondering what he was thinking about, but decided not to ask/reaches to take both their bowls, standing up to head back to the kitchen to wash them*
Wolfram - *hardly notices him leave/no wonder Yuuri was so lazy... not that Wolfram wasn't lazy, too, but he didn't complain as much as Yuuri did... okay, so maybe he complained more, but he didn't usually complain about work - maybe he didn't exactly like getting out of bed in the mornings, but he knew better than to whine about his responsibilities and try to get away from them/Yuuri whined about his paperwork, and rarely did he take it seriously... or he didn't use to; ever since he'd come back from his ordeal at the manor he'd been more focused on it than he had when they'd first run away to elope/though it's not like Wolfram could really blame him/if he'd had to go through what Yuuri had, he supposed he would have come out of it a bit more serious, too...*
Yuuri - *quickly scrubs the dishes clean and dries them out, putting them back where they belonged before heading back out to the living room/sighs lightly, noting that Wolfram hadn't moved at all/quietly moves over behind the blond, sitting down and wrapping his arms around him, pulling him into his chest before he had the chance to react*
Wolfram - *doesn't really have much of a reaction either way, though he does lean back into his chest a little bit/his thoughts had quickly taken a different turn, a tiny frown appearing on his face as he pondered over Yuuri's recent bad experiences*
Yuuri - *a little disheartened at the lack of reaction from the blond/pouts a little, leaning around his shoulder to see his face better/a bit startled at the frown and instantly worried* "Wolf...?"
Wolfram - *still thinking, finding his good mood slowly fading, replaced now by sadness and confusion* "Hmm...?"
Yuuri - *stares worriedly at him, confused/he had been perfectly fine not too long ago... er... or as fine as being pregnant and suffering from morning sickness would allow* "I... are you okay...?"
Wolfram - *nods a little* "Yeah... I was just... thinking..."
Yuuri - *blinks, still confused* "Thinking...? About what...?"
Wolfram - "... about..." *doesn't really want to say what he's thinking about, not wanting to start some pointless argument or... whatever.../quietly, still sort of staring off into space* "You haven't told them..."
Yuuri - *blinks again/what he was saying was only confusing him more* "Told who what...?"
Wolfram - "Your parents... your brother... you haven't told him about..." *pauses for a moment, trying to figure out the best way to word it without having to involve people he'd rather not attempt talking about without referring to them by bad names/finishes softly* "... about the other baby..."
Yuuri - *stares at him, unconsciously gripping a bit tighter around him* ".... Why.....? I.... did you want me to tell them...?" *and only his mother knows about Wolfram at the moment... and telling his family about the other baby would only backtrack to things he would much rather never talk about, much less have to relive as his mind was forced to recall the events leading up to the other baby*
Wolfram - "I..." *shakes his head, trying to work out his thoughts and feelings and voice them to Yuuri* "It's not that I don't want you to tell them... and it's not that I do... and... and it's really not up to me if you do or not... that's a decision you'll have to make on your own... I just..." *immediately confuses himself again/what was it about his feelings concerning this situation that served to confuse him to no end??*
Yuuri - *stares for a bit longer before sighing, leaning back into the couch and pulling the blond back with him, cuddling him into his chest* "Wolf..." *pauses, not really knowing what to say, but wants to at least make him feel a bit better if he could* "I don't know what's really on your mind... or what you're really worried about... But I swear to you, I'll never leave you for anything... you already know that..."
Wolfram - "I... I know that, too..." *shakes his head again* "I'm not really thinking about myself at the moment..." *at least, not in the way he normally thought of himself/he was thinking about his thoughts, his feelings, his reactions, but he wasn't putting himself first, he wasn't really thinking of those things in relation to himself*
Yuuri - *frowns sadly, really wishing there was a way to make him feel better* "Will you tell me what's bothering you...? Please...?"
Wolfram - "I'm trying..." *and he was/he was trying really, really hard, but it was difficult when he hardly understood it himself/figures he'll start off with what's simplest* "I hate that girl..." *and again he has to practically force himself not to refer to her by something else* "I hate her more than I've ever hated anyone in my entire life... no matter what or how things happened, or what you've said... it doesn't stop me from despising her..."
Yuuri - *stays silent, listening to him/leans closer to give him a small kiss on the cheek before resting against the couch again/can't really blame him for hating her/if he was in his shoes - which he never, ever wanted to happen after going through all that crap - he probably wouldn't be very fond of her as well... even if it wasn't her fault...*
Wolfram - "But... no matter how I feel about her..." *pauses again, growing a little frustrated when he couldn't think of how to say everything/finally looks up at Yuuri, and decides to ask a question rather than trying to explain himself right away* "Is it selfish of me to want you to love my baby more than hers?"
Yuuri - *stares at him for a moment before letting out a small sigh, speaking honestly* "Wolf... I love you more than anything... our baby will be special because he or she will be half of you..." *pauses, slowly moving a hand down to rest lovingly over the blond's stomach* "I don't love her... but I can't just... not love any child... regardless of how they came to be...."
Wolfram - *shakes his head, feeling a little saddened, though not exactly by what Yuuri had said* "I know that... and I don't expect you not to feel anything... and... I don't really want you not to feel anything..." *feels guilty just thinking of or even suggesting it* "I just... I feel selfish because... I..." *quickly grows even more frustrated, unable to think of the correct words*
Yuuri - *trying his hardest to understand what the blond was trying to say/leans a bit closer to whisper softly in his ear* "It's okay to feel selfish... I'm being selfish and keeping you all to myself, aren't I....?"
Wolfram - "No! That... that's different... that's not what I'm talking about..." *forces himself to continue* "I hate that girl; I'll never stop hating her, no matter what happens from now on... but... I love you... I love everything about you, every single part of you... so... shouldn't I love the other baby, too...?"
Yuuri - *pulls back a bit, though feeling incredibly warm at what he said - not about hating anyone... but that he loved him... even though he already knew that, he would always love hearing it/ watches him curiously* "Wolf... do you think you won't be able to love the other child... because of its mother...?"
Wolfram - "No, I don't know if I should... or if I shouldn't..." *it's not like he'd ever really been in a situation like this before, or personally known anyone who had* "I'm not... selfish or stupid enough to think that the baby is at fault for anything... and I'm not hateful enough to blame it for something that... that it had absolutely no control over. It's just that... right now... I don't feel anything for it..." *no anger, no hatred, no love, just a lingering sadness and guilt for not being able to feel* "I feel nothing..."
Yuuri - *doing his best to be understanding, trying to really know what Wolfram was talking about* "But... you love our child...?"
Wolfram - "Of course I do!" *he didn't even have to question that* "I loved it the moment I found out, even though I can't feel it, or see it, or hold it... I still love it..." *looks up at him, feeling so completely confused* "But then shouldn't I love the other baby, too, since it's yours...? Shouldn't I feel... something...?"
Yuuri - *gazes back at him, reaching the hand that wasn't resting on the blond's stomach to brush at his hair* "Maybe you just need some more time... Maybe even waiting until it's born... you shouldn't push yourself into feeling anything, Wolf..." *of course he loved both his unborn children, and he felt very protective of both 'mothers'... but he would always love Wolfram so much more than anything... so what did that mean for him...? would he be bias towards his and Wolfram's child either way...?*
Wolfram - *nods, knowing he was right and that he shouldn't force himself to feel anything either way/if he were to be honest, he wanted to love the other child simply because it was part of Yuuri; he felt it was only fair, as if it were the right thing to do/and yet he was... jealous... that someone else was having Yuuri's child... which in turn made him feel unbelievably selfish, and made him worry that he wouldn't be able to love the other baby/it was an innocent child, harmless and blameless - it didn't deserve to be treated any differently than his own child just because he hated its mother* "But..." *thinking that, another question came to mind* "Shouldn't you tell your… family... eventually..." *just as it didn't deserve to be hated, it didn't deserve not to be acknowledged like that either*
Yuuri - *feels a small echo of pain flare up across his back as he thought about telling his family, but nods* "Eventually... I... just don't think I can handle telling them right now..." *he still felt incredibly pathetic for everything that happened, and the more people that knew about it, the worse...*
Wolfram - *easily notices how he feels about reliving all of his bad memories* "You don't have to tell them everything... just that... something happened... and you slept with her... you don't have to tell them why..." *in truth, he didn't really want him to tell them all of the details/he could only imagine how they'd react, how worried they'd be, and he knew seeing them like that would only make Yuuri feel worse*
Yuuri - *forces his focus back on Wolfram before his breathing managed to get slightly irregular/nods at him again, swallowing as if that would block any images from flashing through his thoughts* "I will... I... don't want them to know why, anyway..."
Wolfram - *nods in understanding/he could only imagine what it was like to think of what had happened to him/knowing about it was bad enough, but having to remember it every day...?/wishes he could somehow erase those sorts of memories from his mind, and feels horrible about what he'd said to Yuuri in his room a week ago*
Yuuri - *closes his eyes, burying his face into the side of Wolfram's neck, holding him a little closer/whispers, trying to distract himself from any old memories* "I love you... I love you, I love you, I love you..."
Wolfram - "I know..." *lifts a hand to stroke at his hair comfortingly/feels bad for talking about these sorts of things, easily able to see how it made him feel* "I love you, too... I'll always love you..."
Yuuri - *nods, mumbling as he clung loosely to the purple fabric* "I know... I know... thank you..."
Wolfram - *feels a little sad hearing him say something like that* "Why are you thanking me for loving you...?"
Yuuri - *shakes his head/still muffled* "Because... I know I'll always have you... no matter what happens... or what anyone else thinks... I know that you'll love me..."
Wolfram - "You don't have to thank me for that..." *smiles a little regardless, continuing to brush his hand through his hair*
Yuuri - *nods again, clinging a little tighter/he felt so pathetic just thinking about everything he had let happen/if there was only someway he could have stopped it... if he was just a little smarter or stronger then Wolfram wouldn't have to go through such troubles with understanding his own emotions... if only there had been a way to spare him from the pain it caused... the hate he felt towards the girl... if there was only a way...*
Wolfram - *plays with his hair, still feeling bad for bringing the memories back to mind/doesn't want Yuuri to have to worry about things like that anymore/wants him to be happy, and feels stupid for even bringing it up/it wasn't Yuuri's problem that he himself didn't know how to feel about everything - it was just something he'd have to work through and deal with as time passed*
Yuuri - *holds onto him for a bit longer before slowly laying down on the floor, pulling the blond on top of him so he could cuddle with him/figures that would be a good way to distract himself... or rather, moving around a bit might help some as well*
Wolfram - *is a little surprised when Yuuri's pulls him down to lay on top of him, but doesn't resist/immediately cuddles against him, placing one of his ears against his chest to listen to his heartbeat*
Yuuri - *forces himself to breathe slowly and steadily, closing his eyes as he lifted a hand to stroke at Wolfram's hair*
Wolfram - *laying against him as he was, it was easy to feel the way he was breathing, to hear how his heart was pounding, and he feels even worse for having a conversation like that/he should have just kept it to himself and not worried Yuuri with it/Yuuri already had enough to worry about as it was*
Yuuri - *holds tightly to him, stroking at his hair and tangling his fingers in the golden waves/it was nice to have Wolfram so close to him... he could care less about anything else as long as Wolfram was with him/smiles lightly, though keeping his eyes closed* "I can't wait to see you in your wedding dress... I bet you'll make the whole kingdom jealous with how beautiful you are..." *pauses, laughing lightly* "Not that you don't make everyone jealous, already..."
Wolfram - *smiles just a little at the mention of his wedding dress* "Well, you'll have to wait two more weeks. You're not seeing it until the wedding." *nuzzles against his chest* "And I can't wait to see whatever it is that you're wearing..." *smirks a bit this time/he could only imagine, since the wimp didn't seem to care about anything dealing with clothing or fashion... - except when it came to dressing him up in cute little outfits*
Yuuri - *groans a little at the mention of his own outfit, though still smiling* "Yeah... that's going to be interesting..." *thank goodness it would only be for one day... *
Wolfram - "I'm sure you'll look very distinguished..." *or at least he'd better - he'd be pissed if he looked like a fool on their wedding day*
Yuuri - *grumbles lightly about 'traditional' clothes*
Wolfram - *cuddles against him a little more, keeping his ear directly over his heart, and lifting a hand to rub comfortingly at one of his arms* "Just put up with the traditional clothing for one day, and then you'll never have to wear anything like that ever again... until Greta gets married..." *a thought that makes him frown* "... which is never going to happen... I forbid it..."
Yuuri - *sighs contently at Wolfram's touch, really liking how close they were/groans again at the thought of Greta getting married* "She's too young to be getting married... We don't have to worry about that for a while..." *more like a handful of years, but that was just minor details*
Wolfram - *repeats himself as he grumbles* "Never going to happen..." *he'd never allow it, ever/he kill any stupid, disgusting pig of a man who came anywhere near his daughter with intentions of proposal and marriage*
Yuuri - *definitely doesn't like the idea of anyone getting near their little Greta/she was too young! and even then, she had to wait until the right person came along - and they had to get past Wolfram's approval, anyway.../sorry, Greta... start picking out names for cats...*
Wolfram - *yes, cats... cats were good... cats were cute and cuddly, and they never did anything wrong... unless they weren't properly trained, because then they could claw at furniture and clothing, and go to the bathroom in inappropriate places... but if they got the right one and trained it well, it could sit around looking all cute and cuddly, until some hoodlum came anywhere within five feet of poor, sweet, innocent little Greta... then it would attack, and Wolfram would laugh as it clawed the man's face off*
Yuuri - *sighs lightly, going back to petting at the blond's hair/they should at least worry about getting through their own wedding first before worrying about Greta*
Wolfram - *sighs as well/or maybe a dog... he didn't like dogs so much, but they could be much more vicious than cats.../mentally shakes such thoughts from his head, trying to focus more on the present* "So... do you want me to wear 'cute' or 'sexy' pajamas on our wedding night...?" *was sure he'd get a few of each... or many that were a combination of both words...*
Yuuri - *sputters, opening his eyes and pulling one of his arms back to prop up his head some* "W-wha...?"
Wolfram - "'Cute' or 'sexy'...? Pick one..."
Yuuri - *flushes brightly* "I-I don't know..." *was sure Wolfram would look great in either- wait... 'sexy'...??/feels a bit faint*
Wolfram - *huffs a little* "Well... you're no help..." *because he honestly didn't think he'd be able to pick/either way he was sure whatever he was given was going to be... short... shorter than his pink nightgown at least, he just had no idea how much shorter as of now/it was actually a frightening thought*
Yuuri - *winces a bit, then forces out the first thing that comes to mind:* "Sexy..." *why was Wolfram even asking for his opinion, anyway??*
Wolfram - *flushes a little... okay, a lot... and lifts his head to look up at him* "... what...?"
Yuuri - *flushes brighter, quickly closing his eyes so that he wouldn't have to see the blond's expression/mumbles* "You said to pick one... so I did..."
Wolfram - *gapes at him, feeling his cheeks burn/finds himself unable to say anything else besides:* "... what...?" *hadn't exactly expected Yuuri to pick 'sexy' over 'cute'/'cute' was a Yuuri word, 'cute' was also less embarrassing*
Yuuri - *doesn't say anything/in fact he feels stupid because apparently that wasn't the answer Wolfram was expecting/what kind of idiot was he, anyway...??*
Wolfram - *flushes even more, and forces himself to say something other than 'what'* "Why?!"
Yuuri - *winces, opening only one eye to peek nervously at him/squeaks* "B-because...?"
Wolfram - *grumbles* "That's not a good enough answer..."
Yuuri - *gawks at him for a moment before squeezing his eyes closed again, flushing bright red/quickly* "BecauseIwouldliketoseeyouwearsomethingsexy!"
Wolfram - *it takes a moment for him to process what he'd said/blushes even redder when he finally does/squeaks* "... why...?"
Yuuri - *feeling really tense and a bit awkward for having to explain himself* "Because... I like looking at you... and... I dunno... I think I would kinda like seeing you in something.... sexy... on our first night as a married couple..." *pause, opening his eyes, wide* "Oh my gosh, we're getting married in two weeks..." *hadn't really sunk in... and still hasn't really sunk in... just... more than before...*
Wolfram - *continues to blush as he listens to him/appears a little confused at his apparent surprise over how soon they were to be married* "Yes... we are... although..." *pauses, pondering over the first half of his reply* "I don't really see what's going to be so different between now and then... besides the fact that we'll actually be able to sleep in the same room again... and I'll have all those other responsibilities... but... otherwise... won't things still be the same..." *then what was the whole point of wearing something sexy then if they'd already pretty much been there, done that?*
Yuuri - *he was getting married... he was still just a teenager! but that didn't matter, did it? he loved Wolfram... he would always love Wolfram... this was just... making it legal... or something like that.../stares blankly at the ceiling, sorting out everything in his head/yeah, maybe there wouldn't be much of a difference but.../shrugs, though still blushing and whispering* "It's an excuse for you to wear something like that..."
Wolfram - *still blushing as well, and frowning at him for being such a... well, he didn't really know what he was being at the moment, although he thought it was a combination of both a wimp and a pervert...* "If you'd wanted me to wear something like that before, you could have just told me... What makes you think you need an excuse...?" *not that he wouldn't be completely mortified those first few moments when wearing something like that*
Yuuri - *sputters/that sounded too easy/wishes his face wasn't as red as it felt* "W-well... you didn't have anything like that to wear before..." *pauses, whispering sadly* "And it's not like I've been able to see you alone for quite a while..."
Wolfram - *frowns at the mention of how they'd so recently been separated* "And that is entirely your fault. You could have done something about it, but you chose not to..."
Yuuri - *winces, quickly shutting up, but not before mumbling a quick:* "Sorry..."
Wolfram - *proceeds to grumble about stupid rules, lowering his head back along Yuuri's chest, returning to his former cuddling position*
Yuuri - *lets out a small sigh, laying his head back on the floor and moving his arm to hold the blond again/curious* "So... are you...?"
Wolfram - "Am I, what...?"
Yuuri - *grins a bit, trying to ignore his own blushing* "Are you going to wear something sexy...?"
Wolfram - *immediately flushes again/quietly* "If you want me to..."
Yuuri - *decides he should be amused rather than embarrassed, though the bright flush still lingers* "I do want you to..."
Wolfram - *squirms a little, trying to imagine himself wearing something along the lines of what his mother probably had planned/he'd either look like a ridiculous fool or a complete slut.../blushes a little more... but if it was for Yuuri...and it's not like anyone else would ever see him in it...*
Yuuri - *watches him curiously, wondering what he was thinking about* "You don't have to if you don't want to, you know... If you're uncomfortable with it.... then that's fine..."
Wolfram - *grumbles some more* "I will if you want me to... it's fine..." *he supposed... he'd know for sure once it actually happened/he'd just have to keep reminding himself that it was just for Yuuri and no one else*
Yuuri - *smiles lightly at him/amused, teasing* "You're not embarrassed because you'll be around me, are you..?"
Wolfram - "No..." *well... not really...* "I just... I don't normally wear things like that..." *ever*
Yuuri - *nods understandingly, staring up at the ceiling again as he brushed at the blond's hair* "What about me...?"
Wolfram - *a little confused* "What about you??"
Yuuri - *grins, still staring at the ceiling* "What should I wear on our wedding night...?" *what? it was amusing...*
Wolfram - *sputters/what sort of a question was that?!* "I don't know!" *hoped he wasn't being all weird again and thinking he could wear something similar, because Yuuri would look more ridiculous than he would in the sort of clothing his mother was fond of/quickly tries to dispel those sorts of ideas* "You don't have to wear anything!" *only to blush more when the words came out of his mouth*
Yuuri - *blinks, lifting his head up again to stare curiously at Wolfram/does his best to control his blushing, still convincing himself this was so much more amusing than embarrassing/shrugs, grinning* "Okay... since you're so sure of it..."
Wolfram - *sputters again/how could he just agree to that so easily?!/buries his face into his chest, not wanting to look at him when his face was as red as it currently was/he was probably teasing him or something, the stupid wimp/fine, then, whatever... he could play that game, too.../grumbles* "In fact, don't ever wear anything to bed ever again. Pajamas just get in the way..." *and he hoped his face wasn't even redder, though he suspected his head would explode soon if his blushing got any darker*
Yuuri - *raises an eyebrow at him, but grins wider/yeah, this was quite entertaining/can even feel the head from Wolfram's face through his shirt* "Sounds good to me..."
Wolfram - *grumbles about stupid, perverted wimps*
Yuuri - *laughs lightly, reaching up to brush at his hair some more* "You suggested it..."
Wolfram - *more grumbling* "Whatever..."
Yuuri - *curious/teasing* "If me wearing anything gets in the way.... doesn't that mean you shouldn't wear anything either...?"
Wolfram - *okay, now he was sure the wimp was teasing him/forces the level of his blushing to lower at least a little* "I promise you that whatever my mother gives me won't consist of enough fabric to get in the way..."
Yuuri - *stares at him a bit, feeling just the slightest bit lightheaded/sputters, not really serious about anything he had said before* "R-really...?" *squeaked/curses himself*
Wolfram - *ah, yes, there was that delightful little squeak/good, now Wolfram knew he had the tables effectively turned* "Yes, really... I doubt it'll even cover very much of my thighs..."
Yuuri - *sputters again, feeling the blood rush to his face/squeaks again* "Oh...?"
Wolfram - *lifts his head when he feels as if his own blush has decreased considerably/nods at him with a little grin* "I'd say about an inch or so... that's it... maybe three if I'm lucky..."
Yuuri - *swallows, closing his eyes so he wouldn't have to face the blond's expression/why wear anything at all, then??*
Wolfram - *grins at him more once his eyes were closed, no longer blushing as much himself with the tables turned as they were/continues to tease him* "Would you like that...?"
Yuuri - *keeps his eyes closed, but forces himself to be honest, nodding slowly*
Wolfram - *playfully, moving himself up off of his chest, only to sit against his stomach/smirks to himself - it had sure been a while since he'd done this* "Why...?"
Yuuri - *curiously, but cautiously opens his eyes to watch him sit up/flushes darker* "Because... I want to see you in something like that..." *pauses, watching him/blushes yet another shade* "It makes me feel special... knowing that I'm the only one who will ever get to see you like that..."
Wolfram - *continues to grin at him/nods, agreeing with him* "You should feel special. I don't take my clothes off for just anyone..." *actually... no one... except Yuuri...*
Yuuri - *grumbles, sheepishly* "I would hope not..."
Wolfram - *smiles at him cutely, moving one of his hands to playfully poke him in the side*
Yuuri - *squeaks loudly, squirming a bit as he quickly moved a hand over his mouth/did not expect to be poked..../the hell??*
Wolfram - *smiles a little wider, wiggling his fingers at him threateningly/teasing*
Yuuri - *narrows his eyes a bit at the threat, though keeping his mouth covered just in case*
Wolfram - *moves both hands to either of Yuuri's sides, digging his fingers in to start tickling*
Yuuri - *squeaks again and can't stop himself from laughing like the little-kid-at-heart he was, flushing red with embarrassment/tries to bat the blond's hands away, but is too distracted with the feel of being tickled to really find them*
Wolfram - *continues to tickle him, grinning at his reactions and laughing right along with him, though not as hard, putting most of his focus and attention into running his fingers along his sides*
Yuuri - *squirms a bit more as he laughed harder, tears forming in the corners of his eyes even/trying to get Wolfram to stop his attack, but not really putting up much of a fight for fear of hurting him in the process*
Wolfram - *grins a bit more as he pushes Yuuri's shirt up a bit to tickle at his bare skin instead of continuing to do his work through the fabric*
Yuuri - *squeals a bit at the touch, flushing even brighter/this was really, really embarrassing! it wasn't his fault he was ticklish!/attempts at batting his hands away again, trying to catch his breath as he continued to laugh*
Wolfram - *infinitely amused by Yuuri's various reactions/slides his hands further up his shirt to search for more ticklish spots, tickling under his arms*
Yuuri - *squeaks even more as the blond kept tickling, forcing himself not to fight back like his first reaction would be/searches almost blindly, trying to catch at least one of his attacker's hands/what the heck...??*
Wolfram - *laughs at him as he continues with his assault, moving back down to his sides after a while, making sure to keep Yuuri from catching his hands/this was too fun to just end so soon*
Yuuri - *every time he thought his blush would finally start dying down, he ends up making some really embarrassing, and sometimes strangled sounding, squeal or squeak/currently bright red as he wiggled around under the blond who, of course, had to be pinning him down/so much for that escape plan...*
Wolfram - *looks Yuuri up and down for more inspiration on ticklish spots, before smirking mischievously/turns himself around, though making sure he remained against his stomach, hooking an arm beneath one of Yuuri's knees to pull his leg back enough for him to lean forward and tickle at the sole of his foot*
Yuuri - *squeals loudly, clawing at the nearby table to stop himself from doing something stupid that might end up hurting Wolfram/reaches out with his free arm to tickle at the blond's side while his back was turned/hardly able to see through the tears in his eyes from laughing so hard*
Wolfram - *squeaks a bit at the feel of a hand against his side, removing his hand from Yuuri's foot long enough to try and bat the hand away/tickles his foot for a bit longer before digging into the spot behind his knee*
Yuuri - *writhes at the feel against the back of his knee, completely frozen of all other movement/physically forcing himself not to do anything rash to get Wolfram to stop, though attempts at tickling him again after a few moments*
Wolfram - *squeaks again, trying to ignore the hand against his side as he continues digging his fingers into the area behind Yuuri's knee/lowers his leg to move over to the other one, doing the same things to it as he'd done to the former*
Yuuri - *squeals in his laughter, now trying to push himself up in an attempt at making him stop, but can't really move while being tickled/after all, it was only Wolfram who could make him feel so completely helpless and pathetic and not really care... not in the way he took other things at least*
Wolfram - *vaguely wonders if Yuuri's ticklish along his thighs, too, before moving his hands further up his legs to find out*
Yuuri - *yes... he was/tries desperately to move his legs away from the psycho-tickler without kicking too hard/would seriously hate himself if he ended up harming the blond in any way, especially over something like this/lifts both hands to dig his fingers into Wolfram's sides, trying to get him to stop, still*
Wolfram - *shrieks loudly, then laughs hysterically, pausing momentarily to try and move Yuuri's hands away*
Yuuri - *takes the momentary cease-tickle to gasp for breath/keeps his hands in place, not allowing them to be pushed away so easily*
Wolfram - *grabs onto both of Yuuri's wrists to make more of an attempt at pulling his hands away/thinks he probably shouldn't have turned his back on him and given him an opening to retaliate*
Yuuri - *yeah, like grabbing onto Yuuri's wrists had the same effect as the other way around, especially with the blond's tiny hands.../pauses tickling just for a moment to let him catch his breath*
Wolfram - *takes a few deep breaths, though continues to laugh lightly - amused - squirming a little bit to try and get away*
Yuuri - *the second Wolfram tries to get away, he starts to tickle him again, though not really able to effectively reach any good place to tickle other than his sides and under his arms*
Wolfram - *shrieks again, trying to get away harder than before/bats at Yuuri's hands once more, leaning over and toppling onto the floor on his side to protect at least one half of himself, using one of his arms to push himself up and begin to crawl away from Yuuri*
Yuuri - *continues to laugh, though no longer being tickled/quickly rolls over to get up on his knees as he tried to get away, grabbing one of his legs for payback for earlier/tickles the bottom of his foot*
Wolfram - *struggles against him, jerking his leg to try and pull it away, collapsing onto the floor as he was reduced to more hysterical laughter, unable to control himself*
Yuuri - *lets his foot go to crawl over top of him, using his legs to stop him from trying to roll away/digs his fingers into his sides again, laughing in amusement*
Wolfram - "Yu-" *of course he can't really say anything at the moment, but he'd tried at least/would have rolled away if he could, but seeing as that was a little difficult, he didn't have any choice but to dig his fingers into the ground and try to pull himself along the floor/it didn't work very well, considering he couldn't stop laughing*
Yuuri - *greatly amused now that he wasn't the one being attacked/moves his legs a little closer to Wolfram's sides to keep him from going anywhere while he tickled him, moving one hand to tickle lightly at the back and side of his neck*
Wolfram - *more uncontrollable laughter/wiggles around a bit to try and get Yuuri off of him/eventually moves one of his arms to reach back and try to grab at Yuuri's hands*
Yuuri - *stops tickling him only temporarily as his hands are taken hold of, though still laughing in amusement*
Wolfram - *holds onto Yuuri's hands securely, using the opportunity to take a few quick breaths, inhaling deeply*
Yuuri - *laughs a bit more before leaning down to kiss the back of his neck while he had the chance*
Wolfram - *continues to take in deep, even breaths, letting go of Yuuri's hands at the feel of lips against the back of his neck*
Yuuri - *once his hands are released, he moves himself back some more to slide his hands underneath the blond's shirt, pulling it up some before leaning down again to kiss the small of his back a few times*
Wolfram - *gasps, then groans lightly/his face was already flushed from laughing so much, so his blush isn't nearly as noticeable as it would have been*
Yuuri - *slowly slides his hands up along his waist some before moving them a bit farther under his shirt, keeping his hands a little bit ahead of where he kissed his back*
Wolfram - *okay, this was much, much better than being tickled - though it left him just as breathless/groans lightly again, laying limply against the floor now and doing nothing to stop him*
Yuuri - *lifts the shirt up even more as he placed little kisses all over his back, moving his hands to hold him in place*
Wolfram - *makes no move to pull away/this felt nice... real nice/moans lightly, his fingers unconsciously digging into the floor*
Yuuri - *pulls back some, moving back down to his lower back/kisses him a couple more times before curiously licking him*
Wolfram - *moans a little more, squeezing his eyes shut as his face flushed brightly again/clamps his mouth closed and holds his breath to try and prevent himself from becoming any louder*
Yuuri - *apparently very pleased with his reaction/licks along his spine up to where he held the shirt up*
Wolfram - *groans loudly, shifting just a little bit now, though trying to move closer more than anything else*
Yuuri - *pulls up his shirt just a bit more over his shoulder blades/kisses between them a couple times before nibbling a little on one of them where the bone stuck out some*
Wolfram - *moans again, opening his eyes and lifting his head a bit to try and glance over his shoulder at him without moving too much/breathing slightly irregular*
Yuuri - *doesn't notice the glance at all since his eyes had been closed/kisses him a few more times in the center of his back, being careful to hold himself over top of him instead of smothering him*
Wolfram - *lowers his head back onto the ground with another soft moan, shutting his eyes again and letting Yuuri do whatever the heck he wanted*
Yuuri - *slides his hands along the blond's sides, licking him again as he carefully pinned him down*
Wolfram - *quietly* "Yuuri..." *hadn't really intended to say anything; it had just sort of slipped out/this felt really nice*
Yuuri - *places even more little kisses all over his back, pausing to nibble a bit here and there*
Wolfram - *whines lightly, lifting his head to try and peer at him again*
Yuuri - *pulls back just a little, getting ready to relocate a bit further up, but pauses as he finally noticed Wolfram looking over his shoulder at him/flushes brightly, freezing just a bit*
Wolfram - *flushes a little more as he sees Yuuri flush and freeze/swallows thickly before speaking, hoping it would keep him from squeaking or his voice from cracking* "What...?"
Yuuri - *doesn't really know what to say/hadn't really even noticed what he had been doing until just then - he couldn't really help it/stares at him for a bit before shaking his head, mumbling quietly* "Nothing..."
Wolfram - *continues to stare at him, a little confused, but doesn't say anything else/slowly catches his breath, feeling as his face cooled down a bit*
Yuuri - *takes a few deep breaths, carefully pulling the blond's shirt back down before moving off of on top of him, rolling onto the floor, laying down next to him to gaze into his eyes better*
Wolfram - *smiles at him lightly* "What...?"
Yuuri - *shakes his head, staring at him* "You're really beautiful..."
Wolfram - *smiles a little more* "And you're really handsome..."
Yuuri - *snorts just lightly, but smiles at him, moving his hand up some to brush the blond's bangs from his eyes*
Wolfram - *rolls from his stomach onto his side, continuing to stare into his eyes/pouts playfully* "You don't believe me..."
Yuuri - *shrugs a little* "You're biased..."
Wolfram - "Well, then you are, too..."
Yuuri - *grins at him, shaking his head* "No way... everyone knows how beautiful you are... and you know they do..."
Wolfram - *pouts a little more, teasing* "You make me sound so conceited..."
Yuuri - *shakes his head again* "I never said you were.... but there's no denying the truth that you are very, very beautiful..."
Wolfram - *goes back to smiling, scooting a little closer to him* "Then there's no denying the truth that you are very, very handsome..."
Yuuri - *sighs just a little, but wraps his arm around him to pull him closer*
Wolfram - *cuddles against his side, closing his eyes to rest for a moment/quietly* "I love you..."
Yuuri - *feels his heart skip a little/closes his eyes as well, holding him close/whispers back* "I love you, too..."
Wolfram - *giggles lightly, laying his head along his shoulder, sliding his arm across his chest to give him a loose hug*
Yuuri - *smiles at his giggling/moves his free hand up to run along Wolfram's arm, holding it to his chest*
Wolfram - *releases a small sigh, cuddling a little closer/has never felt so comfortable laying on the floor before*
Yuuri - *leans up a bit to give him a quick kiss on the top of his head before laying back down*
Wolfram - *smiles some more, moving a bit to place a kiss along the side of Yuuri's neck in response to the one on his head*
Yuuri - *flushes brightly, opening his eyes to blink curiously at the blond, though figures he shouldn't really be surprised...*
Wolfram - *peers back at him, still smiling* "What's that look for...?"
Yuuri - *swallows, shaking his head* "N-nothing..."
Wolfram - *pushes himself up a bit with his free arm, hovering over him* "You're blushing. Why...?"
Yuuri - *stares at him, blushing a little more at being called out/tck... he couldn't really control when he blushed, either!* "You... I just..." *stutters like an idiot*
Wolfram - *continues to smile/he was so cute!* "What? Back to stuttering now? I thought you'd finally managed to grow out of that?"
Yuuri - *instantly shuts his mouth to stop talking all together/pouts*
Wolfram - *pouts back at him, mocking him* "Poor wittle Yuuwi..."
Yuuri - *sputters/what the heck??*
Wolfram - "My poor wittle Yuuwi has a stuttewing pwobwem..." *is amazed he manages to keep himself from laughing at him*
Yuuri - *pouts more/grumbles about not having one....*
Wolfram - *pouts back at him, lifting a hand to tap at the tip of his nose a few times*
Yuuri - *stares at him for a moment, then reaches up to take hold of the hand tapping his nose*
Wolfram - *makes no move to pull his hand away* "What...?"
Yuuri - *doesn't say anything/holds loosely onto his hand to allow him to pull it away if he wanted/brings it closer to his lips, kissing his palm*
Wolfram - *smiles at him again, letting out a contented sigh*
Yuuri - *kisses his palm a few more times before moving his hand to reach his wrist, kissing there as well*
Wolfram - *giggles lightly before whispering* "Obsession..."
Yuuri - *smiles at that/okay... maybe he did have an obsession.../kisses his wrist once more before sticking his tongue out to lick it*
Wolfram - *giggles again, allowing him to keep the hold he had on his wrist, and moves to lean towards him again and place another kiss along the side of his neck*
Yuuri - *freezes in what he was doing at the kiss, feeling his heart beat a little faster/shakes himself out of his daze, pressing Wolfram's wrist against his lips*
Wolfram - *feels his momentary pause and looks up at him again, lifting an eyebrow curiously* "What...?" *knows he keeps repeating himself, but it wasn't his fault Yuuri never really answered him*
Yuuri - *stares at him a bit, then slowly pulls his wrist away, moving it to hold against his chest so he could force out an answer/flushes brightly* "My heart beats faster when you kiss me there…”
Wolfram - *smiles at him and leans forward to kiss him there again*
Yuuri - *holds his breath, tilting his head a little, like Wolfram would do when he kissed him, to give him better access to his neck*
Wolfram - *kisses the same spot a few more times, before trailing his lips up and down the side of his neck, leaning over a bit more to get to the other side as well*
Yuuri - *lets out a pleased moan from the back of his throat, closing his eyes, and feeling his cheeks burn red/so Wolfram probably didn't have much control over that bit either...*
Wolfram - *laughs softly at the sound he made, though he knew there probably wasn't anything he could do to hold it back - he'd been there, done that, after all/trails kisses up to the line of his jaw/in the back of his mind he wonders where Yuuri's mother had gone off to - she'd been gone for a long time - but figures it doesn't really matter at all/likes being able to spend this rare amount of time alone with Yuuri*
Yuuri - *groans softly again, holding tightly to the blond's hand as he tried to keep his breathing somewhat regular* "Wolfram..." *this felt... well, he didn't really know what it felt like... but he liked it... actually, he always liked it when Wolfram was close to him, but this was near the near the top, for some reason...*
Wolfram - *places slow, lingering kisses all along his jaw line, working his way up to one of his ears/whispers* "I love you..." *then places a kiss along his ear as well*
Yuuri - *really trying to keep his breathing and heart beat regular/ends up caving in to himself and lets go of the blond's hand, moving to gently push him off of him and onto the floor again before moving himself on top, pressing his lips deeply against the blond's*
Wolfram - *gasps in surprise/hadn't really been expecting that, but doesn't push him away, lifting his arms to circle them around his neck, kissing him back passionately*
Miko - *finally gets back from shopping then - of course - shutting the door behind her and happily carrying her bags of groceries and clothes and shoes and this cute little purse she got on sale... oh, and a huge bag of ginger for the boys to take back to the other world with them/walks out past the living room to the kitchen, giggling and blushing lightly as she spotted the two on the floor, but continues her way into the kitchen* "You'll end up catching a cold like that, you know..."
Yuuri - *flushes brightly, quickly rolling off of the blond at his mother's voice/what the hell?? awkward much?*
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Tada~! I'm making fairly good time with this! Or at least I think so... especially with all the other stuff I've gotta do. Bleh.
So yay! More Yuuri/Wolfram time! And more of their time to come! And then... even more of their time... Like really... D: After a while, Mikage and I were like "dude... where are our other characters...??" because... yeah... wedding then honeymoon and... just fun times~
I know the titles are supposed to have something to do with baseball... but... I ran out of ideas... D: And it's easier this way... <3