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[beautymarker]

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[northmagnet]

[ Yuki's smile softens visibly when he hears Suga repeat his name out loud. It's been a long time since anyone said it - because it's been an even longer time since Yuki shared it with anyone. Only having one name makes it easier to avoid attachments; he's been able to ghost whoever he has trouble with, most of time, using that strategy.

But he wants Suga to know who he is. Who he really is, darkness and sharp edges and all.

Suga's response is cute, and Yuki laughs along with him, nuzzling into his hair and breathing in the scent that he's come to know as so uniquely Suga: cotton, light musk, an underlying sweetness. For a long moment he simply lays there, content, enjoying the closeness and affection.

I love you too, Yoshida Yuki.

In the back of his mind, a small fantasy plays itself out: the two of them, together, announcing their relationship to Suga's teammates and family members. Going on dates. Finding an apartment together, once Suga's in university. Inviting Suga to his shows, taking him on tour. Fighting, making up, understanding one another more and more deeply as the days and months and years pass by. Rings, maybe, one day, gold and sparkling, a reminder of the love they share.

It's a nice fantasy. ]

Thank you, [ he murmurs at last, giving Suga a squeeze. ] Thank you for being here with me, Suga.