Ship: Kominato Ryousuke/Kuramochi Youichi Fandom: Daiya no Ace Major Tags: None Other Tags: None Word Count: 527
i cant believe this is my first krry smh THANK U FOR THE PROMPT
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Summer is sweltering, hard-baked ground and freedom, a fleeting taste upon his lips. Cold ice and Ryousuke mingled, sweetness and sharpness mixed together. He is small and his hair suggest a softness that hides his edges, but Youichi's aware that there are moments too that he can be soft, in late afternoons and the early hours of morning, when it's just the two of them.
He lives and breathes the sun soaked asphalt, the run down fences, the feel of hot summer wind against his face and the frisson of danger that comes with each step he takes. They live in their own world here, a tiny kingdom that skirts the lines of propriety, in which he and Ryousuke are king. He knows that Ryousuke lives in another world, but he belongs here, with Youichi, with a smile sharper than a knife and a touch of danger with every step he takes. It's not always easy here, but it's what Youichi loves about it. There is a certainty that Ryousuke is never far when they walk these streets.
Here is broken chain link fences and overgrown fields, alleys and a world with different rules. They aren't always clear, but Ryousuke knows them better than Youichi, secrets hidden in the curve of his smile. He thinks about kissing him, pressed against a wall, in dark streets lit by flickering streetlights. It is the curve of Ryousuke's face lit by holographic lights, a game that Youichi plays like it's the only thing that matters, like his life depends on it. Here is where he truly exists, running next to Ryousuke and laughter on his lips, Ryousuke's hand in his own.
He doesn't know if there's any other way to be. They are a secret and not, they are the reason Youichi's heart feels like it's going to beat out of his chest. Ryousuke is all sly smiles and cool composure, and Youichi only wishes he could be like that. but Ryousuke only smiles for him like that, like Youichi is a secret he doesn't wish to share, something just for him.
In the evenings, he and Ryousuke head up to the hill and sit, waiting for the stars to come out. Ryousuke tells him nonsense stories about made up constellations, and Youichi laughs, tells his own with Ryousuke's dry commentary. Ryousuke tells him he's terrible at it, but he doesn't stop, because Ryousuke never tells him to stop. They trace out their futures in neon lights and soft whispers, one with the two of them and them leaving this town, this city, where they are endless and wild.
This is theirs, late summer afternoons that stretch into nights and early mornings, secrets whispered between silly stories and cold drinks from vending machines. He doesn't know how he's ever managed before Ryousuke came into his life, and he doesn't know what he'll do if Ryousuke ever leaves. But he has this for now, and it's enough.
He doesn't know what to call it, but he thinks love is as good as any. It's not much, but it's his and Youichi thinks that there is nothing he wouldn't give for this.
FILL: TEAM Kominato Ryousuke/Kuramochi Youichi, G
Fandom: Daiya no Ace
Major Tags: None
Other Tags: None
Word Count: 527
i cant believe this is my first krry smh THANK U FOR THE PROMPT
***
Summer is sweltering, hard-baked ground and freedom, a fleeting taste upon his lips. Cold ice and Ryousuke mingled, sweetness and sharpness mixed together. He is small and his hair suggest a softness that hides his edges, but Youichi's aware that there are moments too that he can be soft, in late afternoons and the early hours of morning, when it's just the two of them.
He lives and breathes the sun soaked asphalt, the run down fences, the feel of hot summer wind against his face and the frisson of danger that comes with each step he takes. They live in their own world here, a tiny kingdom that skirts the lines of propriety, in which he and Ryousuke are king. He knows that Ryousuke lives in another world, but he belongs here, with Youichi, with a smile sharper than a knife and a touch of danger with every step he takes. It's not always easy here, but it's what Youichi loves about it. There is a certainty that Ryousuke is never far when they walk these streets.
Here is broken chain link fences and overgrown fields, alleys and a world with different rules. They aren't always clear, but Ryousuke knows them better than Youichi, secrets hidden in the curve of his smile. He thinks about kissing him, pressed against a wall, in dark streets lit by flickering streetlights. It is the curve of Ryousuke's face lit by holographic lights, a game that Youichi plays like it's the only thing that matters, like his life depends on it. Here is where he truly exists, running next to Ryousuke and laughter on his lips, Ryousuke's hand in his own.
He doesn't know if there's any other way to be. They are a secret and not, they are the reason Youichi's heart feels like it's going to beat out of his chest. Ryousuke is all sly smiles and cool composure, and Youichi only wishes he could be like that. but Ryousuke only smiles for him like that, like Youichi is a secret he doesn't wish to share, something just for him.
In the evenings, he and Ryousuke head up to the hill and sit, waiting for the stars to come out. Ryousuke tells him nonsense stories about made up constellations, and Youichi laughs, tells his own with Ryousuke's dry commentary. Ryousuke tells him he's terrible at it, but he doesn't stop, because Ryousuke never tells him to stop. They trace out their futures in neon lights and soft whispers, one with the two of them and them leaving this town, this city, where they are endless and wild.
This is theirs, late summer afternoons that stretch into nights and early mornings, secrets whispered between silly stories and cold drinks from vending machines. He doesn't know how he's ever managed before Ryousuke came into his life, and he doesn't know what he'll do if Ryousuke ever leaves. But he has this for now, and it's enough.
He doesn't know what to call it, but he thinks love is as good as any. It's not much, but it's his and Youichi thinks that there is nothing he wouldn't give for this.