Oh my god this is perfect.
Also Ishida apparently likes Shirazu alive(ish) too…ahahahahahahahhahahaha. Sob.
Urie stomps up the staircase in the Chateau. He hasn’t gained as much muscle as he planned, and he feels like a failure.
All he wants is to wash away the grime and sweat of his workout, crawl into bed, and dream about himself as a First Class Investigator.
Urie throws open the bathroom door.
“Huh?” Mutsuki sits up, his breasts unbound and not entirely covered in bubbles. His eyes widen in horror. “Urie!”
Urie screams. He darts out and slams the door shut, then freezes.
Mutsuki is self-conscious. Mutsuki will think he’s disgusted by his body.
“Mucchan!” Urie desperately raps on the door. “It’s not you! I feel bad, that’s all! I wasn’t paying attention – I’m an ass! I’m sorry!”
Someone snickers behind him, and of course he spins around to see Shirazu leaning against the wall.
“Well, well, well, I see you, Urie Kuki.” Shirazu nods. “Mutsuki’s the type who would prefer a proper date before you join him naked, though.”
“I wasn’t!” Urie is purple-faced. “I misjudged!”
“You weren’t paying attention,” Shirazu drawls. “Right, right. You just happened to walk in on the one you’re pining over.”
He saunters off, and Urie calls after him, “Don’t you dare tell Saiko!”
The bathroom door opens, and Mucchan tiptoes out, clinging to a towel he’s wrapped around himself. “Urie, I’m sorry. I thought I locked the door.”
“No, it’s not your fault. I’m an idiot. I didn’t see the light on.” Urie is near blind with embarrassment. “I mean – you – you look strong?”
Mutsuki flushes. “Thank you.”
When Mutsuki changes and feels safely bound again, he decides to confront his team member. So he knocks on Urie’s door. “May I come in?”
“Please do.” A freshly showered Urie, smelling of cologne, opens the door. He still blushes at the sight of Mutsuki.
“I wanted to ask you.” Mutsuki hesitates.
“I’m sorry,” Urie whispers again.
“No, I know you are. But Shirazu – he said you pine after me?” Mutsuki cocks his head.
“Oh.” He heard that, did he.
“Do you?”
Urie swallows. “So what if I do?”
“Why?” Mutsuki points towards his chest. “You saw me.”
“I thought you were beautiful.” Urie lowers his gaze.
Mutsuki stares at him, and Urie crossed the room. “I like you, I really do, Mucchan. But I swear I wasn’t trying to violate you -”
“You wouldn’t.” Mutsuki feels giddy. Someone loves him. Someone thinks he’s beautiful. And that someone is safe.
Mutsuki surprises the both of them by grabbing Urie’s hands – just as Shirazu kicks open Urie’s door.
“Remember, Mutsuki: it’s only fair you see Urie naked, too.”