Who: Touya and Yukito When: Christmas Day Where: Touya's dorm What: Birthday and mistletoe Rating/Warnings: Low/None Status: Complete
Touya was never very good at figuring out physical gifts to give people, even when he knew them very well. He tended to give people things on a regular basis, he really needed to stop. It killed him around special occasions like birthdays. He never knew what to get. He didn’t want to just ask the receiver, that seemed a little cheap. Like he was cheating or something. Gifts should show your feeling toward the other person in his opinion anyway.
Dinner. Food was always a good way to show appreciation, and Touya was a good cook. He’d had many restaurant jobs in various styles to help him become so skilled. Currently he was doing a sort of Teppanyaki style dinner for his friend thanks to the extra meat he’d been given from his work. The meat was cut up into fine strips and placed on a griddle, causing the aroma of cooking meat to fill his dorm.
He was thankful for this small break of studies for many reasons, it meant he had his dorm room to himself for at least a week while the damn annoyance went back home to see his parents. Touya could finally relax a little.
Yukito was used to his birthday being forgotten amongst all the Christmas celebrations and honestly it had never truly bothered him. Though Touya had always remembered and made sure to give or make Yuki something which had always made him feel special to his best friend.
He had a feeling that had been the reason behind Touya’s text and was looking forward to whatever he was making. Touya was a good cook, better than Yukito and it was always enjoyable to eat his food. Yukito’s stomach was grumbling already.
His own roommate had gone home for the holidays too, not that Yukito noticed the difference as he barely saw the other boy. Sometimes he wondered how he was passing his classes but that really wasn’t his concern.
Arriving he knocked on Touya’s door, missing the days where they would just walk into each others houses. Dorm rooms weren’t like Yukito had envisioned but then he’d always imagined he and Touya sharing one.
“It’s open.” Touya was a little busy preparing meats, he didn’t have the free hand to go open the door for him, besides that it was Yuki. He didn’t care if he just came in, the obnoxious one did it to him all the time with his equally obnoxious friends so that was his reasoning. “You don’t have to knock you know.” He said over his shoulder as he finished finely chopping a few green peppers for flavor.
“Spice or no spice?” He prefered spice but this was Yuki’s meal so he’d do it however he wanted it. There was tea already set out since he didn’t have to worry about the Idiot knocking it over (he had so many nice nicknames for his lovely roommate…) Touya also had a variety of sake’s in fridge, he wasn’t sure if Yuki had ever had any, but he found a small Japanese store not too far from campus. Well, not to far to him but probably ridiculously far to others-Touya didn’t mind going out of the way a bit.
“It just feels rude Touya” he said with a smile as he entered the room, “It smells really good in here” he commented, lifting a bag onto a clear spot on the counter. He’d brought them a couple of bottles of japanese beer, since it was his birthday after all. But the sake would be very much appreciated as he hadn’t tried it before.
“A little spice?” he suggested with a smile, he couldn’t handle as much as Touya but he did like a little bit. “Shall I pour the tea?” he asked as he noticed the things were all set out.
Touya found he enjoyed beers, he technically wasn’t legal in this country-which was kind of annoying since he was legal in Japan but there were other ways of getting it. Those ways were fairly easy around college campuses and such too. He shrugged to Yuki’s comment before finishing up the last bit of frying. He’d attempted to have everything all ready for his friend, but it’d taken a bit longer than he thought.
“If you want tea, or we can skip the tea and I can heat the sake instead?” He shrugged. He had tried sake, but mostly because of various jobs back home. He held more of those than any one person probably ought to but it introduced him to various people who had shown him a thing or two of Sakes. He glanced over at Yuki for a moment while he thought about telling him something of an odd realistic dream-but he passed it off as just that and shook his head some. “Up to you. It’s your birthday.” He commented off handedly, he hadn’t forgotten of course. Touya hadn’t since he’d met him. He was good with remembering dates and facts.
They were college students so it was possible to get hold of practically anything if they needed to. And back home Yuki had tried beer before and he knew Touya was a fan.
“I would be good with sake, if you are” he smiled, “Thank you for this Touya, you always remember” he said quietly, it meant a lot that his best friend never let his birthday go unnoticed.
Touya tended to prefer dark beers, but was open to whatever Yuki had gotten. It was cold out so he figured hot sake would be a good combination.
“Of course I did. Heh. I'd be a pretty crappy friend to forget. “ He said with a faint smile and began to serve up the bits odd meat while the sake was heated. “I wish it was like this all the time. “ He didn't emphasize which part but it was probably pretty obvious he meant with Yuki there and his roommate on the other side of the continent.
Yuki nodded, “Me too” he agreed, “I thought it would be” he admitted softly, his best friend probably already knew that would have been the ideal in Yukito’s eyes. “But it just means we need to make the most of these nights yes?”
“You can stay over if you want. “ Touya had of course wanted to be Yuki’s roommate but you didn't get to choose. He got stuck with an asshole he wasn’t sure he wasn’t going murder, and he had only met Yuki’s once. Touya brought the plate of meat over and then the sake and placed one of each in front of his friend. Yuki had the bulk of the meat since he ate more than Touya could manage. He went to pour his own and stopped. “You aren't supposed to pour your own sake.” The things he picked up from working various restaurant scenes.
Yukito smiled at that, “Thank you Touya, that would be nice” they’d stayed over at each others places back in Japan a lot. Yukito had almost practically lived with the Kinomoto’s because Touya had the bigger room and his family were around more than Yukito’s.
“Then I will do it” Yukito said taking the bottle from him and filling Touya’s glass, “This is nice and it all smells very good” he added with a wide happy smile.
Touya nodded. He was naturally a bit quiet. He didn’t feel a need to fill a comfortable silence with unnecessary words. He was content in Yuki’s presence. It was enough for him. Above him what he hadn’t realized was something he probably should have, since he hadn't done much by way of decorative Christmas stuff around the dorm, but there was a sprig of mistletoe hanging from the ceiling fan above him. “Sorry. Apparently it's supposed to be bad luck to fill your own.”
“You don’t need to apologise” Yukito said looking up at Touya and when their eyes locked suddenly Yukito found that all he wanted to do was kiss Touya, not an unusual thought it was true but acting on it never usually happened. However now he found himself leaning in to press his lips to Touya’s.
Touya hadn’t been paying much attention to what Yuki was doing until it was already happening. And then it was too late to react. He couldn’t quite figure out how to react. It didn’t disgust him, but his knee jerk reaction was to pull back. “Yuki? “ Confused dark eyes leveling on him.
When Touya pulled back so did Yukito and the mistletoe that had been hanging from the fan dropped down to hover in front of them, “Touya?” he frowned, shaking his head as if to clear it, “Sorry what happened?” he asked because he couldn’t have actually just kissed his best friend could he?
“...Probably nothing.” He didn't want to embarrass Yuki or anything so he played it off as though nothing happened. But it wasn’t nothing. “I forgot the waters.” He stood for a moment to move a few feet into the kitchen in hopes to calm that flustered feeling of his own. His face might not have shown his surprise but his heart felt it. It felt like it was racing as he paused for a moment and did nothing but reclaim his bearings.
The mistletoe disappeared out once it was satisfied it had done it’s job and left the boys to deal with it. Yukito sat as he waited for Touya, fingers touching his lips. His head felt cloudy but he vividly remembered the feel of those lips against his own and it only deepened the love he held for his best friend. Why did things have to be so complicated? But if he had kissed him then at least Touya wasn’t kicking him out or running away screaming which Yukito thought he was more than entitled to do.
Touya wasn’t an easy person to get close to. There were walls there he'd put up after losing people who he never expected to lose. Touya wondered if it meant anything. He mulled it over in his head and returned a few minutes later with the water. “...It's going to get cold. “ He motioned to the did, that was the opposite of what he wanted to ask but Touya was awful with emotional situations.
Yukito had, he hoped, after all this time managed to slip under a lot of Touya’s walls and he was very aware of how lucky he was. He cherished Touya and didn’t want to risk their friendship.
“I have been told that it is unusual to see snow here”
He had bypassed most of them, but Touya was a bit hard headed at times. He looked over at the window where it had partially iced over. “I had a feeling it wasn't natural.” He commented back at Yuki before picking a bit at the meat on his plate. He wanted to ask him if he'd meant that kiss, but clearly he wasn’t even aware it had happened. Maybe he should just keep it to himself.
Oh Yukito was well aware it had happened but pretending it hadn’t seemed the safest way to go. Touya had seemed to want that and Yukito didn’t want to risk anything coming between them, he wasn’t sure what had come over him. “Not at all from what I hear” he confirmed picking at his own food.
Touya was confused, the entire situation was odd. Was that the right move? He really couldn’t tell anymore. For a moment his words fell out of place and he simply watched Yuki talk. Yuki was his best friend, but that kiss didn’t seem like that was all he wanted to be.
Yuki noticed that Touya was being unusually quiet, even for him and blushed a little when he realised his focus was on him. “Are you okay Touya?” he asked softly.
Touya was usually quiet, but even this was a bit too much for him. “Ah yeah.” He said with an attempt to be nonchalant and went back to poking the meat on his plate “Anyway, dad made a cake for dessert so..” He tried to change the subject, it seemed like the better way to go for now.