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cloudcountry · 9 months
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SUMMARY: Hesitant physical intimacy with Yuuta.
CHARACTER: Mito Yuuta
WARNINGS: Mentions of fatphobia.
COMMENTS: im so sorry this was supposed to be fluffy i PROMISE. um i was thinking about the possible parallels of him and azul's childhood and even NOW since fatphobia is still a problem today i have no doubt some students at nrc would be so NASTY about it. (especially since the mob students are total dicks NORMALLY) so yk. im so sorry i promise the next thing i write will be fluff PROMISE.
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His hands are shaking.
You reach out and brush his dark hair away from his eyes, and in them you find your reflection. They sparkle when you tuck his hands into yours and lead them to your hips, where you press his palms into the skin. He sucks in a breath and flushes pink, trembling as his hands hold you like you’re going to shatter at any moment. Your heart aches with the need to make him comfortable, the new intimacy so tender and sweet. He leans into you, and even though he asked for physical affection, there’s a worried look on his face.
“I’m sorry.” he murmurs, soft and tender and kind, “I’ve never...I don’t know how to do this right.”
“There’s no right way to do it, Yuuta.” you say, hoping your voice is half as kind as his always is, “I trust you. You can touch me, it’s okay.”
“I...I want to. I just don’t want to do anything you don’t like.” he swallows thickly, blinking back tears, “I’m sorry, I don’t know why I’m crying—”
You pull him against you, wrapping your arms around him and holding him close. Your lips twist in sorrow when he sniffles into your shoulder, arms wrapping around you in return. You know you couldn’t possibly find the words to explain how attractive he is to you, how badly you want to do this, how much affection you want to show him, but you wish you could find them.
You know what's causing his hesitance. You’ve seen it in some of the students here, how their eyes follow him with disdain. You’ve heard the comments about his weight, how people don’t think he’s worth anything simply because he’s fat. You've heard the snarky remarks about the new student and how, no matter what he does, you know he'll never fully be valued at Night Raven College because this world is built on magic and nobody bothers to even entertain the idea that Yuuta is a person in his own right.
You can't fix that.
But you can help him through it.
And so you press your lips to his forehead, running your hand through his hair. Your free hand trails over his back, up and down and up and down and up and down until his sobs slowly fade. You pull away and press another kiss right above his eyebrow, squeezing him in your arms.
“Thank you.” he laughs, pulling away from you to wipe at his eyes, “I...I’m—”
“Don’t apologize.” you cut him off, holding out your hands, “You never have to apologize for showing me how you feel. Thank you for trusting me so much, Yuuta.”
You wish you could say more.
He shakes his head, bloodshot eyes crinkling at the edges as he smiles.
“No, thank you. You’re too kind to me, really!” he pulls you into him, without hesitation, and you’re enveloped in everything that is him as he hugs you.
You grasp at the back of his shirt and hold him as close as you can, close enough that you can feel the beat of his heart through his soft chest. He holds you reverently, he holds you like you’re worth so much to him, he holds you like you’re a person and you’re imperfect and yet that will always, always be enough for him.
It makes you want to cry.
Instead of crying, you simply hold him tighter. Yuuta laughs into your shirt and finds your hand, intertwining your fingers.
And your heart almost stops when his lips press a single kiss, right above your eyebrow.
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