Azuma Yukishiro X Reader Fluff

Hey sorry I've been gone for awhile but I was deciding on a day to consistently write these stories. In the end I decided on Saturday's so look forward to that! 💕

~I Love You More Everyday~

For the past week Azuma had been acting strange around me. The winter troupes next play was coming up and we'd been practicing non-stop. Yet, somehow Azuma had still found a way to avoid me like the plague.

I sighed and ran a hand through my hair. This was extremely unlike him. He was usually elegant and kind but now, when I tried  to speak to him he would blush and blurt out excuses as to why he couldn't talk at the moment.

I had to figure out what was wrong. Forget about practicing for the play. This was my friend and he was clearly struggling with something...

I stood up from the sofa a look of determination gracing my face.

"You alright (Y/N)?" Tsuzuru raised an eyebrow at me.

"Yeah, I'm fine. Have you seen Azuma?"

"Nope. He's never around when your here." Tsuzu shrugged. I pouted.

"So you guys noticed it too." I muttered. "Has he mentioned anything about me to you? Is he mad at me?"

Tsuzuru rubbed the back of his neck sheepishly. "Well..I think you should ask him that yourself..."

"So he is mad at me!" I panicked. "How am I supposed to ask him, when he's at least a ten foot radius away from me!"

"No! He's not mad at you he's just..." I flopped back onto the couch defeated. "I think he's in his room" Tsuzuru finished. "You two really need to talk."

I reluctantly stood up from the couch again.

"Wish me luck?"

"You don't need it" Tsuzuru winked. I raised an eyebrow and headed towards the stairs. What was that supposed to mean? I shrugged off my confusion and stopped abruptly realizing I was at Azuma's door.

What if he was mad at me? I nervously reached a hand out towards the silver doorknob. Wait, I better knock. I leaned in and pressed an ear against the door. Tapping on it slightly.

"Azuma? Can I come in?" My voice visibly quivered. I jumped back as a big crash sounded from inside the room. "Azuma?! Are you alright?! I'm coming in." I twisted the doorknob and flung open his bedroom door to find him on the ground covered by the window curtain.

"Uh..." he blushed. "Sorry I'm kinda busy" He attempted to get rid of me.

"No." I stood still. "You've been avoiding me and we need to talk." I furrowed my brows and crossed my arms over my striped sweater. Azuma sighed and looked at the ground.

"Your right..." He pushed the window curtain off himself and stood up. His movements were graceful despite his circumstance and he seemed rather composed. He gestured for me to take a seat on his bed.

I moved towards his bed and cautiously sat down. He turned away from me, facing towards his bedroom door.

"I'm sorry I've been avoiding you." He started. "I was only thinking of myself. I didn't once think of how you might feel."

"I'm just concerned. That's all." I spoke up.

Azuma turned around slowly. A smile lighting up his features. "Concerned? For me?"

"Of course! Your my friend! You've been acting off around me so I wanted to know what's wrong." He blushed looking back at the ground. "Are you mad at me?"

He looked back up waving his hands. "God no! I-well..." he took a step towards me. "I'm not sure if I should even tell you this. That's why I've been avoiding you." He sat down next to me.

"Tell me. I promise I won't judge you or anything." He placed a hand on my knee. I blushed my heart skipping a beat.

"But what if it ruins what we have?" He waved a finger between us.

"What do you mean?" I asked genuinely confused. Azuma sighed at my puzzled expression and brushed a hair out of my face. He slid off of his bed onto the carpet. Before I knew it he was kneeling in front of my knees. I blushed at the awkward position. Good thing I wasn't wearing a skirt.

"(Y/N)" Azuma gently lifted my hands from my lap. Holding them in the air. "I love you." He grinned his face flushed. His golden eyes glowing. "I know this is sudden but, I've been keeping it from you for awhile. This is the first time I've ever felt something this strongly before."

I blushed and opened my mouth to speak but came up with nothing.

"If you don't love me back. Just tell me. I won't take it personally. I just couldn't keep this to myself any longer." I reached a hand out to touch his cheek. He leaned into my caress his smile widening.

"Sorry." I mumbled. "I'm not used to this. But, I think...maybe I- love you too." Azuma sat up straight. Surprised.

"Really?" He bit his lip.

"Yeah." He grabbed my face between his hands and leaned in towards me. I blushed only centimeters away from him. He ran a thumb over my bottom lip.

"I love you more every single day. That's why I couldn't keep this to myself." I leaned in and pressed my lips against his in a loving peck. "Mmm. If you were one of my clients..." he trailed off licking his lips. I gulped and blushed. What was that supposed to mean?

He looked back at me with a contagious smile and stood up pulling me with him. I wrapped my arms around him burying my face in his chest.

"Your finally mine!" He rocked me back and forth. "You know, I was worried you liked one of the other guys."

"Really?" I looked up at him surprised.

"Yeah..." he trailed off. "Oh no..." he rubbed his forehead realizing something. "What's Masumi going to think of this?"

My blood went cold at the thought. "Uh..how about we keep this between us for awhile..." Azuma nodded in agreement.

"One more question." I poked his tummy. "How did you rip the curtain rod off the wall?"