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A Hand to Hold (Midousuji x Male!Reader)

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( iM BACK KITTIS)

Holding hands was something that Midousuji Akira did not do, if I told you he loves to touch his partner, I'd be lying. But what would you expect from the introvert who thinks everyone is gross? But even still, he was open to try new things, especially if he gets to experience them with (Y/n). He would always move his hand away from the smaller male if they accidentally (or not accidentally) touched hands. It wasn't because he thought the (blonde, brunette, ect.) was gross, it was because he was a bit scared. He feared that his lover would somehow think that he was disgusting. Even though he knew that (Y/n) did not think that way, since he has told him thousands of times before. But what if (Y/n) thought that holding his hand was the ice breaker to a stronger relationship?

He knew it was stupid, to be scared of losing someone because he was anxious about his features, but he couldn’t help but think that way.  Mido was bullied for as long as he could remember just for looking different. Hearing his name, the man drew his attention away from the television only to see (Y/n) leaning on the side of their couch with a cheeky smile on his face. Still grinning, the (h/c)-haired male made his way over to the taller teen, watching as he adjusted his position on the carpet out of nerves. The (nationality) teen happened to think that was cute. Though, his smile was short lived, the reaction to seeing the raven place his hands between his crossed legs. Shaking his head, (Y/n) decided to do something about it. He hated that Midousuji thought so lowly of himself. “Mido, give me your hand,” he said in a hushed tone.

Sliding his smaller hand in the Akira's, (Y/n) brushed his fingers through the biker's boney ones, then smiled, letting his thumb rub over the side of Mido's slightly calloused hand. “How many times do I have to tell you that I love you, sweetie. That means I love everything about you.” Glancing up at his partner for a moment, the black-haired man then looked at their entwined hands, a small smile forming on his face.

“How about we go for a walk? I have some lost time I need to wake up for not holding your hand,” (Y/n) chuckled lightly as he brushed his partner's black hair with his other hand. The slender man stared into (e/c) eyes, his mouth refusing to say words of protest that came from his negative thoughts."See, this isn't too bad now is it?" Smiling, (Y/n) nuzzled his face into the teen's neck, happily leaning into his arms. Though Midousuji didn't think he could be this happy, he knew that he shouldn't think low of himself just because he is unique. (Y/n) became the proof that he can have happiness, and all it took was him just reaching out and holding his hand.
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Solareclipse8's avatar
Ahhh! so cute!!