Nezumi : “You really don’t know anything. You don’t know a thing about sex or books or fighting but you’re okay with dying? Shion! Open your eyes!”

Shion : I opened my eyes. I saw eight eyes. Two grey ones belonging to a human and six grape-colored ones belonging to little mice.

Nezumi : “That’s it, baby. I’m proud of you.”

• No.6 Novel, Volume 1, Chapter 4  

I was told he doesn’t actually say “Baby” but… I want to believe that’s what he says T_T 

(Source: missinterpol)

drenched-rat:

shirogami-shion:

Shion couldn’t, wouldn’t have denied the fact that he was enjoying the attention Nezumi was giving him, but at the same time, the words the black-haired man was tossing his way made him feel somewhat uneasy. He didn’t like to be reminded of that night, of everything that had transpired, especially not with the tone Nezumi was talking in. He had nearly called quits, yes… but Nezumi made him realize he was looking at things the wrong way, and with that, he had saved Shion’s life just as much as he had done so with the scalpel in his hand with which he had dug the parasitic insect out of Shion’s neck.

But a moment later, that was forgotten as well as the other carried on, successfully making Shion blush beet red, his embarrassment rising to such an extent that he nearly dropped the knife. “Nezumi!” he muttered, eyebrows furrowing together as he returned to chopping potatoes while his lover’s lips wrapped around the most sensitive part of his ear. Shion shivered visibly, but he didn’t give in. “If you only like having sex with me so you can tease me about it later, I might just refuse next time…” Of course, he wasn’t serious; he knew there was much more to it, but if this would convince Nezumi to stop making fun of him, well, that would be all for the better.

The next moment, though, Nezumi was gone again, and all of a sudden, Shion couldn’t decide whether that was a good or a bad thing. The teasing, he didn’t like all that much — but, then again, he could have gotten used to it not only just in the time they’d spent together in the West Block, but in the past days that they had spent together here ever since Nezumi had returned —, but Nezumi’s arms around him, his presence, his closeness, Shion loved those enough to put up with everything else, too. After all, Nezumi put up with him, too, right? It was only fair. That was how it was supposed to work.

“You seem to be fond of my hair colour as well,” Shion noted, turning around the other with an eyebrow raised. The potatoes had been piled up on the cutting board, ready to be cooked or fried, or whatever else Nezumi felt like doing with them. “Did you not like the brown?” Even though Shion knew that probably wasn’t the case, the question itself was as genuine as it could get. It was also a small part of the bigger picture, the question that Shion sometimes found himself asking soundlessly — what did Nezumi see in him?

“You seem to be fond of my hair colour as well,” Shion had spoke aloud, and all Nezumi could think of was ‘Is this really news? I thought it was obvious.’ Really though, wasn’t it obvious? Nezumi had told him once before that the white hair suited him, and was quite charming.. did Shion really doubt his adoration over the messy white locks? If so, that was quite unfortunate… and Nezumi would have to do all in his power to convince him otherwise.

Before he could even respond, Shion had spoken again, his voice a bit quieter this time. Nezumi’s expression softened at the innocent question, and without wasting much time, the raven haired man turned down the heat underneath the skillet. He let out an exasperated sigh before his lips curled into a smile, preparing himself for what was to come. It was always hard for Nezumi to find the right words to say when it came down to his feelings. Despite having returned, and despite the four years of soul searching he had done, there was never enough time to prepare for what Shion was capable of doing to him.

“Sometimes I can’t help but wonder what goes on in that big brain of yours,” Nezumi grinned as he extended his hand. The second he felt Shion’s fingers grasping his own, he yanked him forward, not stopping until their chests were bumping together. Grey eyes then searched crimson, and fingers worked their way up Shion’s cheek, his thumb brushing the soft skin in comforting motions. “Of course I liked the brown; it was attached to your head, was it not? And I’m rather fond of that thick skull of yours, despite my also rather apparent appreciation for teasing you. And don’t you ever think otherwise,” Nezumi murmured as he pressed his forehead into Shion’s.

“But this hair… symbolizes the changes you went through in West Block, with me… and your will to survive. Your hair, and that red scar coiled around your body, are your battle scars, Shion. They are what make you you. And I think they’re sexy. Although maybe I’m a bit biased, perhaps you should get someone else’s opinion if you’re so set on changing it…~” Nezumi then pressed a quick kiss to Shion’s lips, not lingering for too long in fear of the meat overcooking. After all, there was a reason he tugged Shion close to him… he had a job to do, one that required stifling the beast making a fuss inside of his stomach.

“…Now stop questioning everything, idiot,” the taller boy smiled as he pulled back a bit. “And let’s get to frying up those potatoes. The chicken will be done soon, and I don’t know about you, but I’m starved.”

darkotter14:

elanra:

Bree, WATER YOU DOING!! OMG SHUDDUP!! 

I don’t need anything but talking to you that day. I just want to talk. We can do webcams like we always do and I can just talk to you. That would make me VERY happy. And that Yullen fic… I don’t want you to write it if you don’t want to. I just REALLY want to read it ONLY if you want to write it. Don’t do it for me. Do it for yourself, cus it is really a spectacular idea and it is gripping and fresh and I wanna see it… aklfjasf… I mean if you write it xD

And and… YOU DON’T NEED TO MAIL ME ANYTHING! I still sleep with the Nezumi Tote Bag you made for me. And I read your letter all the time and smile to myself like an idiot. 

If I see you smiling at me on my birthday, it will be more than enough <3 

Oh shut up. I’m giving you something. xD And I am also gonna write that fanfic (Outsideeeee, just like you wanted!). Once I move, of course. Which is like…Tomorrow. But anyway.

I AM GOING TO MAKE YOU SOMETHING. YOU CAN’T STOP ME. WAHAHA.

Omg outside… asklfaşfasdg… 

Good luck with moving. 

OMG WOMAN STOP IT! I SAID YOU DON’T HAVE TO DO ANYTHING!

whitemagicbunny replied to your post: I just read that post about your birthday and I…

This make me happy, that the amazing person as you like Yullen :)

naranjie replied to your post: I just read that post about your birthday and I…

omgosh how perfect could you get?!

alkfasdf <3 I get more perfect when I talk to you! 

Yullen is my No.1 DGM OTP… I don’t ship them as much as I ship Nezumi and Shion… Well… I don’t ship ANYONE as much as I ship Nezushi, but that’s beside the point. I still like Yullen to the point of frustration xD

darkotter14:

In a couple weeks, it will be the birthday of someone very important to me. On June 12th, it will be my waifu, Elanra’s birthday.

This message is mostly aimed at you, sweetness! :D I’m well aware that I already owe you a Yullen fanfic. But that is unrelated to your birthday. So, please, enlighten me on what you would like for your birthday! 8DDDD Because even if you don’t tell me, I’m gonna give you SOMETHING. So. Tell me what you would like. Sadly, I won’t be able to actually mail you something, but I can try and write and/or draw you something. I might be able to mail you something…but I don’t know. But I WILL draw and/or write you something.

Bree, WATER YOU DOING!! OMG SHUDDUP!! 

I don’t need anything but talking to you that day. I just want to talk. We can do webcams like we always do and I can just talk to you. That would make me VERY happy. And that Yullen fic… I don’t want you to write it if you don’t want to. I just REALLY want to read it ONLY if you want to write it. Don’t do it for me. Do it for yourself, cus it is really a spectacular idea and it is gripping and fresh and I wanna see it… aklfjasf… I mean if you write it xD

And and… YOU DON’T NEED TO MAIL ME ANYTHING! I still sleep with the Nezumi Tote Bag you made for me. And I read your letter all the time and smile to myself like an idiot. 

If I see you smiling at me on my birthday, it will be more than enough <3