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Tengen really thought the most frustrating part of being a teacher would be the students. Well, that’s not to say some of the brats don’t test his patience because they sure as hell do. But all that aside, he’s come to learn that what really tests his patience are his idiotic coworkers.
Shinazugawa Sanemi and Tomioka Giyuu will put Tengen into an early grave, he’s sure of it. Those two were put on this planet to do just that, Tengen swears. He imagines he must’ve done something awful in his last life to deserve punishment like this.
Now, the average rational person will ask why this would be the case, and well, the answer is quite simple. It’s because Sanemi and Giyuu are the most oblivious people on the planet, no, the entire universe.
This thing between them has been going on for a year, a whole year, an entire nine months plus three more. People have a freaking child in that timespan. It’s been a whole year of watching Sanemi and Giyuu act like they’re not together when they’re essentially together. It’s maddening, and Tengen is losing sleep over this, wondering when things will fall into place for those idiots.
The entire thing started because Sabito, another coworker of theirs, got married recently. He was living with Giyuu, the PE teacher, and he had to move out to live with his partner. Totally understandable, except now Giyuu had an extra room at his apartment. He owned it because, of course, he did. Giyuu was weird like that, responsible, and quiet.
This is where Sanemi, the math teacher, comes into the picture. He’d been living at home with his mother and six siblings and was looking to move out.
So, Kanae, another coworker of theirs, overheard Sanemi’s dilemma and mentioned Giyuu was looking for a new roommate. Giyuu hadn’t said anything to Sanemi since those two didn’t get along, mostly because Sanemi was always biting at Giyuu’s heels, like a rabid small dog.
One thing led to another, and suddenly, Sanemi and Giyuu were living together. That’s fine, and Tengen is sure this happens every day all over the world, but what’s not fine is that Sanemi and Giyuu act like an old married couple now after a year of living together.
They went from being indifferent and sometimes uncivil toward each other to living together, and now, they’re grocery shopping together and talking about home decor, all while planning for Sanemi’s mother to come over and visit.
How does that even happen? How do two enemies become lovers? Well, that’s going too far. Tengen would not exactly classify them as enemies, but it was pretty damn close.
“Those two infuriate me,” Tengen whines.
He’s in the faculty office, ignoring what needs to be done before the week ends, too busy spinning in his chair. It can’t be helped, though, because moments ago, Giyuu walked in and brought Sanemi lunch. He brought the man lunch and then, Sanemi left to go eat with Giyuu, someone he could not stand a year ago.
Sanemi almost smiled when Giyuu walked in and made his way over. He almost smiled. Shinazugawa Sanemi is a man who does not smile easily or often, not even when his students do well in his class.
Tengen even heard Giyuu say it was one of Sanemi’s favorites. That Giyuu had made sure the place got Sanemi’s order just right.
Really, not even the romance dramas Tengen watches have this much suspense. He’s going to go insane at this rate.
Kanae, the biology teacher, stops what she’s doing and spins around to face him. “You’re still going on about Shinazugawa and Tomioka?”
“It keeps me up at night,” Tengen laments, because it is the truth. “They’re so obviously a couple, like why do they keep denying themselves happiness?”
Kyogai, the music teacher, stops what he’s doing and turns away from his desk to face Tengen. “They’ll figure it out eventually, and even if they don’t, well, it’s Shinazugawa and Tomioka. You get what you get when it comes to them.”
Tengen keeps spinning in his chair, facing the ceiling now. “What if they don’t and I have to keep suffering through their stupidity?”
“They will! Just have some faith in them,” Kanae says. “Besides, it could be that they’re already together but not telling anyone,” she points out. “They’re both very professional about work.”
Tengen arches a brow at that. “I don’t think so, considering Shinazugawa is always threatening to throw students out the window. Plus, Tomioka keeps getting in trouble with the parents. They’re the furthest thing from being professional.”
Kyogai actually chuckles at that. He’s a rather serious guy, so Tengen counts that as a big accomplishment. “Uzui is right, those two aren’t subtle at all. If they were together, we would know.”
Obanai, the chemistry teacher, walks in just then and looks around. “What’s going on?” he asks. “What are we going on about today?”
“We’re talking about your best friend’s disaster of a love life,” Tengen supplies. “When are Shinazugawa and Tomioka going to finally start dating?”
“You don’t think they’re secretly together?” Kanae asks Obanai. “You’ve been to their apartment, right?”
Obanai shakes his head as he sits down at his station. “No, they still sleep in separate rooms, but well...”
“But what?” Tengen urges. “Don’t leave me hanging, man, the suspense is killing me.”
“When my girlfriend and I went to their apartment for dinner last month, they were very touchy, I guess you could say,” Obanai reveals. “They move so fluidly like they’ve always lived together. My girlfriend thought it was really sweet, and she was surprised when I told her they weren’t actually dating.”
Tengen can’t possibly hear another word of this, not unless he wants to be bald before he’s thirty. No, this can’t go on for much longer; he refuses to let it.
He looks at his phone and sees the date. It’s almost Valentine’s Day, and well, nothing better than helping people find their true love. He’ll be playing Cupid this year for Sanemi and Giyuu.
Honestly, they owe him big time. He'd better be invited to their wedding or be made the godfather, whatever that entails, of whatever child they end up having, or maybe a pet. He’s heard Sanemi likes dogs. He could be a good godfather to a dog, probably the best one. He recalls Giyuu is scared of dogs, but then again, maybe Sanemi has helped him work through it, cause they’re obviously soulmates and shit.
Well, whatever, he’s going to get this done, once and for all. The universe does give its hardest battles to its strongest soldiers.
He starts off simple. He observes Sanemi and Giyuu first to see what he’s working with. This works out in his favor because Giyuu’s birthday arrives just a few days later, and most of the teachers get invited to celebrate at a local restaurant Giyuu likes.
Sanemi is the one who organizes it, acting nonchalant when in reality Tengen sees right through him. Sanemi might fool others, but not Tengen. Tengen knows the look of a man in love; he's seen it far too often on film and in person.
Not to mention that last year, Sanemi barely even remembered it was Giyuu’s birthday. Now, this year, he’s planning the birthday dinner? It’s very husband material of him, Tengen will admit.
“It’s really nice for you to organize everything for Tomioka,” Tengen plays dumb when it’s just him and Sanemi the day before the birthday dinner. They’re in the faculty office together. “You two must be really good friends now that you live together and all.”
Sanemi stops grading tests, but he doesn’t turn around. “Well, if not me, then who? Certainly not that idiot, he’s always forgetting shit.”
“Oh, is he forgetful?” Tengen keeps probing for more information. “What do you mean by that?”
Sanemi clicks his tongue and resumes grading. He’s lethal with the red pen, wielding it like if it were a damn katana. Tengen says a prayer for whoever’s test Sanemi is slashing through.
“He never remembers to sort the trash,” Sanemi rants. “He’s always forgetting to dry his hair after he showers, it’s so annoying because if he gets sick, I’m the one taking care of him, right?” he goes on a rant. “Not to mention that he wouldn’t remember to eat three times a day if I didn’t remind him. Honestly, I have no idea how he even survived before I moved in.”
“Right, right,” Tengen agrees, because why the hell not?
“When I first moved in with him, he barely cooked,” Sanemi keeps rambling. “He’s the youngest of his family, and it shows, so I cook for us now,” he reveals. “I cook, and he does the dishes.”
Soulmates, Tengen thinks to himself. Stupid, oblivious soulmates.
“So you cook and remind him not to starve to death, what does he do?” Tengen asks, taking notes.
Sanemi keeps grading, lost in the flow of failing students. “Well, we split chores, so he’ll do the laundry and clean up around the apartment. We got a puppy recently, so things have been hectic, but we’re doing alright. I walk her, and he drops her off with my mom while we work. My mom is obsessed with her.”
Whoa, a puppy? They already have a child? Out of wedlock, no less. It’s all so scandalous.
Well, it seems Tengen’s godfather days are closer than he originally thought. He’ll need to rewatch those movies later.
“No way, a puppy?” Tengen snorts. “I thought Tomioka was scared of dogs or something.”
He recalls when Kyojuro, the history teacher, brought his family dog once, and Giyuu had practically vanished into thin air. In Giyuu’s defense, Kyojuro’s dog, Flame, is huge and looks big enough that Kyojuro could ride it into battle.
“He was, but he loves Ohagi,” Sanemi mumbles. “We talked about it a lot before getting her. I wanted to make sure he was ready.”
Ohagi.
“Can I see a picture?” Tengen pesters, sliding his office chair toward Sanemi and nearly slamming into the man.
Sanemi grumbles and tries to shove Tengen away, but Tengen is persistent. “Fine, but leave me the hell alone afterwards, I want to finish this before Giyuu’s birthday.”
That’s another thing. They call each other by their first names, and it only started happening after they started living together.
Sanemi unlocks his phone and swipes around until he’s turning the device toward Tengen. “Here’s the puppy. She’s only five months old.”
Tengen nearly falls out of his chair.
It’s a picture of Giyuu, sitting on what Tengen assumes to be their shared apartment’s floor. He’s smiling and looking down at his lap, where a little puppy is cuddled up with its tongue sticking out.
Oh, Ohagi, Tengen thinks to himself, I’m sorry your parents are such idiots.
It’s later in the afternoon when Tengen corners Giyuu.
The nice thing about being the art teacher is that Tengen’s classroom is further from the rest since he needs a large space. It just so happens to be conveniently placed near the gym, which provides him access to Giyuu.
It’s honestly where Tengen began to notice the change between Giyuu and Sanemi because Sanemi would come to the gym after he was done for the day to find Giyuu. He never used to do that until they started living together. Now, it’s a common occurrence. Hell, sometimes even Sanemi’s younger brother, Genya, a student at the school, comes looking for Giyuu.
So, during a small break, Tengen wanders around until he finds Giyuu picking up volleyballs in the empty gym after a class session just ended.
“Tomioka!” Tengen greets, jogging over to give Giyuu a hand. “Let me help.”
Giyuu nods and mumbles his gratitude. “You don’t have a class right now?”
“No,” Tengen lies.
Giyuu is wearing his usual blue tracksuit, nothing out of the ordinary. What is different, however, is his hair. It’s looking shinier and well-kept, nothing like it used to look.
Well, this is certainly a surprise, considering Giyuu, despite being blessed with beautiful, long, and thick hair, rarely does anything with it. Really, what a waste.
“Your hair looks flashy today!” Tengen compliments. “You finally bought a hairbrush?”
Giyuu finishes putting away the volleyballs with Tengen’s help and reaches up to grab the ends of his ponytail. “Oh, does it?” He looks at it, and Tengen swears there’s a smile pulling at the corners of his lips. “Sanemi has been helping me brush it; he’s really good at doing hair,” he reveals. “He has little sisters.”
Tengen nods as he listens. “So he brushes your hair like every day or something?”
“Usually, after it dries after I bathe,” Giyuu explains. “He’s always stressing that it’s going to get tangled. He reminds me of my older sister.”
So, he worries about you, Tengen thinks to himself, that’s not typical Sanemi behavior, not unless you’re his family. It sounds like true love.
“Well, isn’t that sweet?” Tengen snorts. “Who knew Shinazugawa had it in him?”
“Sanemi can be sweet,” Giyuu defends Sanemi, making Tengen smirk.
Really, they’re so in love. It’s so obvious.
“Do you go over to his family’s place a lot?” Tengen asks, following Giyuu around the gym.
“Twice a week for dinner,” Giyuu answers, grabbing his clipboard to go over a few things. “We go to my sister’s once a week, only because she’s busy, though. She and Sanemi get along really well.”
Tengen smirks. “So, you’re both really close with each other’s families then?”
Giyuu hums. “My sister really likes Sanemi, and his family is nice to me,” he reveals. “So, I guess you could say that.”
“It sounds like you two are always together,” Tengen points out. “You don’t ever get bored with each other?”
“No, not really,” Giyuu confesses. “We have a puppy now, so she keeps us busy. I like being busy, and he does too,” he goes on before furrowing his eyebrows. “Well, Sunday, after we get ready for the start of the week, that’s the only day we relax and watch television or lounge around. Sometimes we’ll do our own thing, but we’re still in the same room, so I guess no, we don’t get bored with each other.”
Well, talking to Sanemi and Giyuu just further proves Tengen’s earlier suspicions. These two are clearly in love and just haven’t communicated with each other, which, honestly, isn’t even all that surprising for Tengen. Sanemi and Giyuu can be quite stupid.
It’s all so clear to Tengen that those two are clearly not friends anymore, but they’re not not friends either. Before, Giyuu was a bit closed off still, and suddenly, Sanemi moves into his apartment, and he’s not as shy as before. That’s all because of Sanemi’s influence. Now, Sanemi, on the other hand, is a lot more patient with students and coworkers, and Tengen knows that’s Giyuu’s hard work right there.
Tengen decides to strike the night of Giyuu’s birthday dinner. Really, he could not have picked a better time. It’s now or never, and he’s determined to get Ohagi’s parents together, even if it is the last thing he ever does. She deserves to grow up in a stable home.
They meet up at one of Giyuu’s favorite restaurants, and they get escorted toward a low table in the corner, long enough for everyone. It’s a weekend night, so the place is bustling with people drinking and eating.
Sure enough, Giyuu and Sanemi sit beside each other, and Sanemi keeps leaning over to whisper things in Giyuu’s ear. It’s like they don’t see enough of each other during work and live together. They’re so lovestruck.
Tengen looks toward Kanae, Obanai, and anyone else close enough, giving them an exasperated expression because he can’t believe what he’s seeing. These two are so clearly into each other, and they’re being so oblivious that it’s giving him heart palpitations. It'll be a miracle if he doesn't pass from heart failure before the end of the night.
Giyuu’s hair is down, a complete contrast to his usual ponytail, and he looks nice. Tengen can tell that he’s not the only one who thinks that because Sanemi keeps glancing at Giyuu every few seconds.
Sanemi looks at Giyuu like a starved animal, ready to pounce and resource guard.
They keep talking amongst themselves, and Tengen decides to insert himself into their conversation. Well, it’s really now or never.
“What’s so secretive that requires the two of you to whisper over here?” Tengen asks, laughing when Sanemi glares and Giyuu just blinks at him. “I like secrets.”
“Nothing, just mind your own business,” Sanemi orders, scoffing.
“We were talking about our dog,” Giyuu fills Tengen in, getting the attention of the rest of the table. “She’s with Sanemi’s younger sisters tonight, but we’re going to stop by and get her on the way home.”
“You two have a dog?!” Kyojuro cuts in, making half the restaurant turn to look at them. Really, he’s so loud, but Tengen loves the guy all the same. “How exciting!”
“A dog is a serious commitment,” Obanai comments, making his girlfriend, Mitsuri, nod.
“I think it’s sweet!” Mitsuri admits. “It’s like you two have a child together, making you a little family or something!”
Sanemi and Giyuu blush so hard that Tengen is shocked they don’t faint from the rush of blood.
“You’re all being stupid,” Sanemi mumbles, taking a drink from his beer. “Shut up.”
“I don't know, it's sweet,” Kanae joins in on the teasing.
“It really is!” Kyojuro agrees.
Eventually, people turn away, but not Tengen. No, he's going in for the kill tonight.
Tengen smiles at Sanemi. “So, it’s not a big deal then?”
Sanemi shrugs, pretending like he doesn't give a fuck when that's the furthest thing from the truth. “Should it be?”
“Well, let me ask you this: what if Tomioka went and moved in with someone else and got a dog with them?” Tengen keeps adding fuel to the fire. “That’s no big deal, right? Well, according to you.”
“That’s not going to happen,” Sanemi argues, glaring now. “Giyuu wouldn’t do that.”
“I wouldn’t do that,” Giyuu agrees with Sanemi, always ready to defend Sanemi.
Tengen wants to push their heads together already. They're so dumb.
“You're just being stupid,” Sanemi mumbles. “Why would Giyuu ever do that?”
“Because it’s no big deal, like you said, right?” Tengen helps them out, deciding to strike the final blow. “It’s not as if you two don't act like an old married couple or anything, even if you keep calling yourselves roommates. Because all of this is no big deal, right?”
“What the hell are you even going on about?” Sanemi mumbles.
Tengen just sighs and leans in close. “You know something? You two are the most oblivious people I’ve ever had the misfortune of knowing.”
Sanemi just glares, and Giyuu frowns in confusion.
“You’re clearly dating even if you’re not dating, and I’m not sure how neither of you seems to notice that,” Tengen lays it all out for them. “Either get together or stop edging me into thinking you are.”
“You thought we were together?” Giyuu asks, and he’s blushing again. “Like dating?”
To Tengen’s surprise, Sanemi blushes too and says nothing, probably too busy spiraling. Everyone at the table pretends they're not listening, but they're horrible actors.
“Yeah, you two became roommates and suddenly, it’s like you’re attached at the hip and need to breathe the same air or else, you’ll die or something,” Tengen points out. “Either give Ohagi some stability in her poor life or quit playing with my heart like this.”
“You’re insufferable,” Sanemi states, but he doesn’t deny any of what Tengen is saying. “Just mind your own business.”
Tengen puts his hands up. “I’m just saying, and for the record, everyone here thinks the same thing even if they won’t say anything,” he confesses, grinning. “We’re all just waiting on the day you both stop being idiots and finally just start dating.”
Sure enough, everyone at the table is pretending they’re still not listening, pretending like they’re not eager to see what Sanemi and Giyuu have to say to this.
Sanemi and Giyuu fall silent at that, too busy blushing and going back to whispering in each other's ears.
Well, Tengen has done all he can. Let the universe decide what happens now.
Sanemi can’t stop thinking about Tengen’s stupid words for the rest of Giyuu’s birthday dinner.
It doesn’t help that Giyuu keeps leaning over to ask him if he’s alright or if he wants to leave. Giyuu, who smells good, looks nice, and keeps offering Sanemi reassuring, concerned words. It’s hell, and Sanemi wonders what kind of crimes he committed in a past life to be suffering like this.
“I’m fine, we’re not leaving, you waited all week for this,” Sanemi whispers back because he knows Giyuu has been waiting for this since Sanemi told him where they would be going for his birthday.
Giyuu loves this place with its overpriced salmon dishes, and Sanemi wants him to enjoy himself. He’s not about to ruin this night because he caught feelings, and he thought no one else had noticed but him.
Really, he should’ve known someone as observant as Tengen would’ve noticed. Tengen keeps teasing them, and Sanemi tries his best not to crawl over the table and fight the guy. No, that would only ruin Giyuu’s night, and that’s the last thing that needs to happen.
Well, it’s not like Tengen said anything that wasn’t true. Sanemi knows damn well they don’t act like friends should. They’re too close, touch too much, worry too much about each other, and are far too enmeshed to be just friends.
The dilemma that Sanemi is going through with this is that Giyuu has never once hinted at wanting to be more than friends. For all Sanemi knows, Giyuu and Sabito could’ve had the same relationship when they were roommates.
Alright, well, just the thought of that alone makes Sanemi aggressively shove food in his mouth to try and forget about it. He doesn’t like that idea, no, not at all.
Sanemi is stressed as the night comes to an end, and they start the journey toward Sanemi’s family home to pick up their dog. He knows this is bad when not even the thought of Ohagi, cute and small, cheers him up.
He’s known for a while that his feelings toward Giyuu are not entirely platonic, but he hasn’t said anything to anyone; he was content to suffer in silence. It would be weird for several reasons because what if he says something and Giyuu doesn’t feel the same? What if Giyuu just sees them as friends, even though they spend the majority of their time together, as Tengen said?
“You’re overthinking,” Giyuu pulls Sanemi out of his thoughts as they exit the train station. He offers Sanemi a rare, soft smile and pokes his side. “Don’t let Uzui’s teasing get to you.”
Sanemi clicks his tongue and shifts uncomfortably, debating on what he should say. He doesn’t want to say anything that might ruin the first good relationship he’s had in a while, even if it's nothing more than friendship.
“I’m not letting it get to me,” Sanemi mumbles, lying through his teeth. “He wishes his words cut that deep into me.”
“Good,” Giyuu says. “I think it’s funny,” he admits. “I guess I never realized we acted like that before.”
“Does it bother you?” Sanemi asks as he shoves his hands in the pockets of his jacket.
Giyuu hums. “Not really,” he answers. “Does it bother you?”
“No, it doesn’t,” Sanemi confesses.
“Truthfully, it’s not the first time I’ve heard this,” Giyuu says, nearly making Sanemi skip a step as they keep walking and fall on his face. “My sister has asked me before if we’re just roommates or something more.”
Sanemi swallows, feeling heat rise on his face. “What did you tell her?” he asks, trying to sound neutral about it even if he’s dying inside to know.
Giyuu turns to look at Sanemi again. “I told her we’re just friends,” he admits. “Well, she didn’t quite believe it at first, she said you treat me too good for us to just be friends, but she’s wrong.”
Sanemi stops walking and pulls Giyuu off the sidewalk toward a corner, feeling adrenaline race through him at an impressive speed. “What if she’s not wrong?”
He must be going insane for even asking this shit, but he’s still so on edge after what Tengen said that he can’t stop himself. He hopes he doesn’t regret this in the morning. This might go well, or he might be looking for a new place to live tomorrow. It could really go either way.
Giyuu’s eyes go wide as he looks at Sanemi. “What are you trying to say?”
Sanemi looks away, toward the street where only a few people are coming and going at this hour. “I just mean, would you be upset if she wasn’t wrong about us?”
Giyuu takes a moment to answer, and it’s the longest moment of Sanemi’s life. Really, he’s amazed his soul doesn’t leave his body.
“No,” Giyuu confesses, averting his gaze. “I wouldn’t be upset, but I’ve never once thought you had feelings for me.”
“Why not?” Sanemi scoffs. “Have you met yourself?”
“Well, yeah,” Giyuu says under his breath. “I’m not the most outgoing person, I’m not like you or the rest of the people we know.”
Sanemi looks at Giyuu again and frowns. “You don’t have to be like everyone else for me to like you, don’t be stupid, Giyuu,” he points out. “I like you because you’re not like other people,” he confesses. “Everyone is so damn annoying and always getting on my nerves, but you…you’re different.”
He almost laughs because the expression that takes over Giyuu’s face is one he’s never seen before. It’s one of pure shock, and Sanemi is honestly surprised Giyuu’s eyes don’t pop out of their sockets, considering how wide they become.
Really, Sanemi couldn’t fall further in love with Giyuu if he tried.
“You’re serious?” Giyuu whispers.
Sanemi nods. “I’m serious,” he promises. “I wouldn’t be brushing your hair, cooking for you, or getting a damn dog with you if I wasn’t serious,” he points out. “How do you feel?”
Giyuu covers his face with his hands, and Sanemi worries he might’ve said the wrong thing for a second. “I like it, I like you,” he finally answers, words so soft that Sanemi can barely hear them.
Sanemi blushes hard, and he thanks the heavens that it’s dark outside. He reaches out and pulls Giyuu’s hands away from his face. “Well, that settles it, then, your sister and Uzui were right about us.”
Giyuu does something surprisingly then and rocks Sanemi’s entire world. He reaches forward and grabs Sanemi by the front of his coat and pulls him into a kiss, nearly making them fall over.
Sanemi gasps in surprise, and his hands shoot out to grab Giyuu by the waist; whatever curse word he was planning to say is lost because all too soon, his mind becomes preoccupied with Giyuu’s mouth on his.
He always wondered what kind of kisser Giyuu would be. He’s been thinking about it for so long now, dreaming about it despite knowing they were just friends who also happened to live together. To his surprise, Giyuu is a bit of a greedy kisser, a little mean, but that’s okay, because Sanemi kisses just as mean, if not a little more.
It’s a good thing they’re so close in height because they would surely lose balance if not. They kiss desperately, nothing like the sweet kisses Sanemi once imagined they’d share, but that’s fine, there is more than enough time for sweet kisses later. Right now, they’re finally expressing a long year of yearning because they’re stupid, just like everyone around them had been thinking, apparently.
It might be Giyuu’s birthday, but Sanemi feels like he’s the one who’s gotten what he’s been longing for the most.
It’s a good night, even more so when they go and pick up their dog and get back home, this time, falling asleep in the same bed.
Sanemi wakes up the following morning to a message from Tengen.
Uzui T.:
tell my goddaughter i finally brought her family back together!!!
Sanemi locks his phone and tosses it somewhere on the bed as he snorts.
“Who was it?” Giyuu asks, turning to face Sanemi.
He’s lying on his stomach, sleep still heavy in his eyes, and his hair is everywhere. He looks like a dream, and Sanemi can’t help but reach over to kiss him, morning breath be damned.
“Tengen being an idiot,” Sanemi fills Giyuu in. “When did you ask him to be Ohagi’s godfather?”
Ohagi, still asleep, doesn’t even twitch at the sound of her name.
Giyuu’s eyebrows furrow. “I didn’t ask him,” he reveals. “Why would Ohagi need a godfather?” he wonders. “That’s not a thing here, I think.”
Sanemi rolls his eyes. “She doesn’t need one, Tengen is just crazy.”
Tengen might be crazy, but well, Sanemi will admit, if anyone deserves godfather priority to Ohagi, it’s probably that idiot.
A week later, Sanemi tries not to spiral even if the pits of despair are trying to pull him under. No, he can’t fail, not when he’s finally managed to come this far.
It’s Valentine’s Day, and he has something sweet planned for Giyuu tonight. Well, he thinks it’s sweet, but it might actually be the worst thing ever.
Why in the world did he think someone like him, rugged and covered in scars, knew the first thing about planning something sweet? He’s an idiot, but surely, his mother would never steer him wrong. She advised him to keep things simple because simple was never a bad thing.
It’s happening, and there is no point of return now. He’s sent Giyuu out to drop off their dog with someone for the night, and while his boyfriend is gone, Sanemi is going to take action because he refuses to fail.
He needs this night to go well because over the course of the past week, his entire life has changed for the better. They’re dating now, like officially and shit. They share a bedroom now, which is insane to Sanemi still. He can’t get over the fact that he gets to wake up to Giyuu every day and fall asleep beside him every night.
Tengen has been insufferable at work. He’s already talking about Sanemi and Giyuu’s wedding like it’s a sure thing that’s happening soon. He’s a lot, but then again, Sanemi wouldn’t be where he is now without the idiot, so it’s not that bad.
Their families are overjoyed, and Sanemi’s mother and Giyuu’s sister even teased that it took them long enough to get together. That had made both of them blush from head to toe, so ridiculous.
Sanemi takes a deep breath, knowing what else is happening tonight and trying to remain calm and rational about it. It’s no secret they’re into each other. They’ve both been secretly yearning after one another for a year because they’re idiots. So, all that being said, it makes sense they want to be intimate.
They’ve kissed a lot, like an unhealthy amount this past week, and touched each other even more, but they haven’t had sex yet, and they’re both more than ready for it. Sanemi wanted to let Giyuu decide when they’d move forward with that since he’s come to learn that Giyuu has never been intimate before, not even in his past relationships. Sanemi, on the other hand, is a different story.
That’s fine, though. Sanemi doesn’t care about that; he just wants to make sure Giyuu is happy because he’s become nothing but mush since they started dating. Really, he can’t let Tengen get word of this because he can already hear the teasing that moron will unleash upon Sanemi.
So, once Giyuu returns home, Sanemi makes sure everything goes well because he is determined to make tonight special.
He cooks some of Giyuu’s favorite food, and they get to enjoy it while they watch one of Giyuu’s favorite movies. It’s not the most entertaining movie, but Sanemi doesn’t really care about that; no, he likes doing whatever makes Giyuu happy. Really, they could watch paint dry, and Sanemi would do it happily if it meant they got to be together.
It’s insane, really, thinking back to how much Sanemi couldn’t stand Giyuu a year ago and now, here they are, sharing a home and dog. It’s right where he wants to be, though, and he wouldn’t trade it for anything in the world, even more so when Giyuu surprises Sanemi with some of Sanemi’s favorite treats.
They’re not homemade, but they’re from a small shop Sanemi loves, which, honestly, he wasn’t even aware that Giyuu remembered him mentioning that place. Giyuu really does have a way of keeping Sanemi on his toes, even after a year. It’s stupidly endearing.
“Of course, I would remember it,” Giyuu defends his honor as they sit together and eat the dessert, the movie long forgotten. “I remember every little detail about you,” he confesses, expression bright when Sanemi flusters. “Just like you remember everything about me.”
Well, one thing leads to another, and suddenly, they’re in what is now their bedroom, tearing at each other’s clothes and getting lost in soft touches and gentle kisses, things Sanemi would’ve never thought himself capable of, yet here he is.
Sanemi’s old bedroom has now been converted into their storage room, and neither of them has mourned the loss. It’s far too sweet, being able to be with each other while they sleep. Sure, Giyuu might squirm a lot when he moves, and Sanemi might sleep like the dead, but it’s all fine.
Shit, Sanemi really is in love. He’s hopeless at this point, and it can’t be helped.
“Are you nervous?” Sanemi whispers, bracing himself on his elbows as he leans over Giyuu.
From this angle, Giyuu looks beautiful, with his long hair splayed over the pillow, and his bright eyes locked onto Sanemi. His lips are a dark pink from taking all of Sanemi’s persistent kissing earlier, and Sanemi imagines that his lips don’t look much better.
“A little,” Giyuu reveals, but his hands come up to cup Sanemi’s face. “I trust you, though, a lot,” he whispers.
Sanemi swallows, feeling overwhelmed by that. He doesn’t know what he’s ever done to deserve Giyuu’s trust, but he’ll never take it for granted; that’s for certain.
He tries his best to express that and everything else he feels with every touch and move of his body. He wants nothing more than to make things good for Giyuu, wants nothing more than to make sure Giyuu is taken care of and remembers this night fondly. It’s a little maddening, he’ll admit, knowing he’s the first to ever be with Giyuu in this way.
A year of yearning is far too long, and Sanemi wishes they hadn’t been so oblivious. Of course, they have so much time now to be together, but still, he’s so greedy, greedy for Giyuu’s love, Giyuu’s touches, and all of Giyuu’s attention.
It can’t be helped, not when Giyuu looks at Sanemi as if the sun revolves around him when that’s far from the case. Still, it’s fine, Sanemi has a long time to prove himself, and he’s determined to use every second of it.
The thought is only reinforced when Giyuu wraps his legs around Sanemi’s waist and pulls him close, so close that there is no room left between them.
Sanemi presses his forehead against Giyuu’s shoulder, trying to savour every second of this as their bodies move together. It’s overwhelming, and he wonders if it’s just because he’s falling in love or because it’s Giyuu.
Giyuu turns his head and kisses Sanemi so tenderly on the cheek, answering Sanemi’s earlier question.
It’s both.