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You, Me, Under The Starlight

Summary:

!!FLUFF, THIS IS A JOKE!!

Captain Smek comes to terms with his feelings for the leader of The Hunting Dogs: Fukuchi Ouchi.

A little stargazing can turn into a pivotal moment of realization. Smek's feelings come to present themselves, as the stars come bearing their alluring light to us all.

Captain Smek X Fukuchi Ouchi

Notes:

Thanks to r/BungouSimpBattles for allowing me to create such a masterpiece that even I, look back on with pride.

Is it art? Or is it silly?

Can it be both?

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The purple Boov leader and dominator, Captain Smek had fallen for Fukuchi. In his eyes he was perfect. He was tall, handsome... And his personality too... Those were all things Smek were fond of. He knew that the more and more they spent time together, the more he would fall in love with that great man.

Ah, Fukuchi.

Last night, an eclipse was said to take place in the night sky. Smek, hurriedly and excitedly took Fukuchi out to bask under the stars. They admired the beauty of the starlight, and the plum-skinned male would point to where his former planet was. His former home. He had pondered if Fukuchi had relate to him, has he ever lost a home. A place that was special to him? He would ask those questions but he was to caught up in the other male's beauty.

That hair, so silky.
That mustache of yours, so well-groomed.
Those muscles, don't even get me started on how toned they are... I could never achieve something like that. My species' muscles are like gelatin.
Anyway... He was perfect.

From across the sky, I could see a shooting star. I shook his shoulders and alerted him with glee, he laughed and compared me to a little kid. My wild mind raced and I was wondering if he was indirectly calling me cute?

But I got over that 'conclusion,' because I've seen some ugly children in my life.

My time on this planet had taught me about the legend, or belief that if you make a wish on a shooting star, it would yet to become true. I said it for the first time.

'I-I just want Fukuchi to be happy,'

a quieter voice in my head added, 'I love Fukuchi.'

It all came to me at once. I meant those words, but I haven't much time to dwell on it! For that man than asked what I wished for. I was, I'll admit, taken aback, but I was about to say it before he cut me off-

"Wait! If you spill your wish it won't come true!"

And then we laughed. I figured I would trust him. Because I wanted it to come true. A miserable Fukuchi coming to me would just... break my heart!

This part is my favourite, we then looked into the beautiful night sky once again... He looked at me, and I looked at him. In that moment- he looked so beautiful... I just wanted to... I wanted to...

I wanted to put my lips on his. I wanted to kiss him. I want to kiss Fukuchi.

And the time was so perfect, but not even I'm sure why I didn't take that sweet opportunity. The moment was ripe. Thinking back, it's frustrating. Because how am I going to make another moment like that. A moment with that very same tension.

Well, I know I can't recreate the exact same scene.

But I'll try to make a moment where I feel it's right. Anyway, I got so off-topic there, my point is, stargazing with Fukuchi was a pivotal moment for me. A trial for me to realize my love for that charming, charming man.

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And I somehow ended up persuading Fukuchi this: I would sleep over at his house for the night. What he didn't know was that it was all part of my grand scheme. My grand scheme this time is not- world domination. It is simply just to confess my newfound love for this man.

While he slept I bought glow-in-the-dark stars, and a sun and moon lamp in the late hours he slept. He slept all the way up until afternoon, poor man is probably overworked.

I stuck the glow-in-the-dark stars to his ceiling, using a ladder of course. My lack of height would never be enough for this task. I set up the two lamps and take my leave. Oh! With one final touch. A sticky note on his kitchen counter.

It read: 'You are my sun, moon, stars, and my everything. I love you.'

Oh. It doesn't matter if he reciprocates or not. It only matters if he decides to stay by my side. As a friend, or as my lover.