Abe has nothing but regret, as he buries his face in his hands that afternoon, watching as Mihashi sits at their dining table and plays with the tiny chick.
Its feet click against the surface as it waddles from one hand to another, and Mihashi laughs softly every time it climbs into his hands, from the way its talons tickle. Abe is sitting on the couch, his hands covering his face, fingers spread so that he can still watch them because it might be the biggest mistake he's ever made of his life, but if he's going to die because his boyfriend and his boyfriend's new pet are far too cute, he's going to at least watch them.
"Takaya," Mihashi murmurs, tilting his head to the side, and the tiny chick does the same. "I love the present, th-thank you."
"You don't have to thank me," Abe mumbles into his hands, and that makes Mihashi look over his shoulder at him, brows lifting in concern.
"Are you… not… well?" Mihashi asks, getting up and scooping the bird into one hand as he walks over. "You're frowning. Are you unhappy? Did I do something to u-upset—"
"Ren," he says, as gently as he can as he reaches for Mihashi's free hand, "You haven't done anything. I'm not upset with you. I'm just frowning because…"
With a smile, Mihashi bends to kiss Abe's forehead. "Because Takaya always frowns."
Abe feels his face burn up even more, but he doesn't try to hide it this time.
"You're cute," he says, as it almost feels like he's about to start stuttering. "You and the bird. You're both cute together. It's nice, watching you play. I'm glad that I saw it, that it reminded me of you. I'm glad that I bought it."
Sitting down on the couch beside Abe, Mihashi lifts the hand holding the small bird, looking at Abe questioningly. "Do you want to hold it too?"
Taking a deep breath, Abe holds his hand out and nods. "Yeah. Okay."
Mihashi gently curves his hand, urging the bird to walk into Abe's cupped palm instead. The talons tickle and Abe snorts quietly, a smile tugging at his lips.
FILL: Team Kyoutani Kentarou/Yahaba Shigeru, G
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The bird, upon reflection, is a mistake.
Abe has nothing but regret, as he buries his face in his hands that afternoon, watching as Mihashi sits at their dining table and plays with the tiny chick.
Its feet click against the surface as it waddles from one hand to another, and Mihashi laughs softly every time it climbs into his hands, from the way its talons tickle. Abe is sitting on the couch, his hands covering his face, fingers spread so that he can still watch them because it might be the biggest mistake he's ever made of his life, but if he's going to die because his boyfriend and his boyfriend's new pet are far too cute, he's going to at least watch them.
"Takaya," Mihashi murmurs, tilting his head to the side, and the tiny chick does the same. "I love the present, th-thank you."
"You don't have to thank me," Abe mumbles into his hands, and that makes Mihashi look over his shoulder at him, brows lifting in concern.
"Are you… not… well?" Mihashi asks, getting up and scooping the bird into one hand as he walks over. "You're frowning. Are you unhappy? Did I do something to u-upset—"
"Ren," he says, as gently as he can as he reaches for Mihashi's free hand, "You haven't done anything. I'm not upset with you. I'm just frowning because…"
With a smile, Mihashi bends to kiss Abe's forehead. "Because Takaya always frowns."
Abe feels his face burn up even more, but he doesn't try to hide it this time.
"You're cute," he says, as it almost feels like he's about to start stuttering. "You and the bird. You're both cute together. It's nice, watching you play. I'm glad that I saw it, that it reminded me of you. I'm glad that I bought it."
Sitting down on the couch beside Abe, Mihashi lifts the hand holding the small bird, looking at Abe questioningly. "Do you want to hold it too?"
Taking a deep breath, Abe holds his hand out and nods. "Yeah. Okay."
Mihashi gently curves his hand, urging the bird to walk into Abe's cupped palm instead. The talons tickle and Abe snorts quietly, a smile tugging at his lips.
"It feels funny, doesn't it?" Mihashi asks, watching him.
"Yeah," Abe says quietly. "It does."
The bird walks in a small circle, before sitting down in the centre of Abe's palm.
"It likes you," Mihashi tells him, and kisses his cheek. "I like you too, Takaya."
Abe regrets nothing. Even if he is going to die from just how cute they both are.