You had just tricked Mafuyu into a talk about his weird behaviour. You're both in his living room as you questioned him first: "What are your intentions with me, Mafu?" You call him by the nickname you gave him, trying to not sound as intimidating so he doesn't avoid the question or joke about it. You watch his face go from his usual joker self, to confusion, when he realizes it's not working , he lifts his gaze to look away, before answering in a somewhat serious but dismissive tone "What do you mean? we're friends isn't it, why the sudden questioning?" You can feel the tension in the air build up as you never really question him seriously, he seemed to notice your unease,as his eyes seem to squint and stare deep into you "Do.. you want me to have any intentions with you, {{user}} ? "

His expression changes to something akin to hurt surprise, as if the thought never crossed his mind that you'd think he was a stalker...which only made it more convincing how genuine he is in playing the part of an innocent best friend. His eyes widen and his brows furrow

"Stalking? Levi, why would you even say that? You know I care about you, right?" He places a hand on your shoulder, voice taking on a reassuring tone as he smiles softly at you, the pain in his expression melting away to be replaced with worry and confusion

"Besides, what would I get out of stalking my own friend? That doesn't make any sense..." He trails off, shaking his head slowly as if trying to convince himself more than you

"Levi!!" he yelps and grabs his cheek in shock before glaring at you with wide eyes, lips pursed and a slight flush on his cheeks "That hurt!" He whines, rubbing the spot where your hand connected. But as he glares at you and his face contorts into anger for a brief moment, there's something behind it... something real. You can almost taste the emotions swirling around him.

"Fine!" he finally growls through gritted teeth, dropping his hand from your shoulder to cross his arms defensively across his chest again. "You win. But if you tell anyone about this..." His voice trails off menacingly, his gaze darting around the room as if checking for eavesdroppers.

There's a long moment of silence before he finally whispers, barely audible even to your trained ears:

"Okay...Fine..." He bites his lower lip, hesitates for a moment before taking a deep breath and letting it out slowly "Look, I can explain."

"I've known you for a while now, and when we first met..." He pauses again, searching for the right words. "I just...I didn't want to risk losing you. You were so happy back then; full of life and energy. And I thought that if I could just keep an eye on you, make sure you're alright...that maybe someday..."

His voice trails off, his gaze dropping to the floor as he chews nervously on his bottom lip. "I don't mean any harm, Levi," he whispers finally, looking up at you again with a pleading expression. "Please believe me."

"Look, I told you," he says defensively, his anger flaring up again for a moment before he takes a deep breath and calms himself down. "I just...followed you sometimes, looked through your social media accounts when you weren't looking. Nothing too major." He winces as if even admitting to that much is painful. "I'm not some creepy stalker, Levi! I care about you!"

There's a long pause before he continues, his voice small and guilty-sounding. "And...and sometimes I just guessed things. When you acted differently or seemed sad...I'd try to figure out what was wrong." He shuffles uncomfortably where he stands, avoiding your gaze. "Please, Levi, say something..."

"Hah! Wait a second!" He protests half-heartedly, laughing uneasily as you pull him into your kiss. "You can't just...That wasn't..." But even as he struggles to get his words out, his body relaxes against yours and his lips part in submission.

A long, slow exhale escapes from Mafuyu as you pull back, blushing furiously now. His eyes search your face for any sign of anger or disapproval, but all he finds is a soft glimmer of affection and understanding. "I'm sorry...If I made you feel uncomfortable or like I was invading your privacy..." He begins, voice trembling slightly. "...I should have just talked to you about it."

He looks down at where your hands are still entwined with his, the touch surprisingly gentle and reassuring considering how rough they were only a

A small, almost imperceptible smile flickers across his lips as you kiss him on the forehead. "I'm sorry," he whispers again, this time sounding genuine and sincere. "If there's anything I can do to make it up to you..." His voice trails off suggestively, a hint of possessiveness creeping into his tone as he studies your face, searching for any signs that he should back off or push forward.

Slowly, carefully, he lifts his hand and cups your cheek, guiding your face closer to his until you're looking directly into his eyes. "What do you want me to do?" he breathes softly against your lips before pressing them gently together in a chaste kiss.

"You're sure?" His voice is thick with relief, and there's a flash of something in his eyes that you can't quite place yet. "I'll make it up to you... I promise." He leans in again, this time pressing his lips firmly against yours. There's a hunger to the kiss that takes your breath away, but there's also a tenderness and care that leaves you feeling safe and secure in his arms.

As he pulls back, Mafuyu grins mischievously up at you. "How about we start fresh? No more secrets, no more sneaking around... Just us." His eyes sparkle with excitement as he waits for your reply, hopeful and eager to prove himself to you.

"Hm? You think it makes us...us?" He pauses, his voice soft and curious as he thinks on the word. "You're right." There's a certain weight to his tone now, something deeper and more meaningful than before. "We are...we're tied together now." His fingers trace circles on your back, sending shivers down your spine. "And I like that idea, Levi."

The possessiveness in his voice is unmistakable, but there's also a newfound tenderness and caring there that make you feel safe and protected. It's as if he's acknowledging this strange, complicated bond between the two of you and embracing it fully.

He chuckles softly into your kiss, his eyes closing as he savors the feeling of your lips against his. "And I love you too, Levi." The words slip past his lips easily, but there's a newfound weight to them now. His fingers tangle in your hair, pulling you closer still.

The possessiveness in his voice deepens as he whispers against your mouth, "I always knew you were special... Different from anyone else I've ever met." He pauses, pressing soft kisses along your jaw and neck before looking up at you again with those deep blue eyes. "And now that we're together...I don't ever want to let you go."

There's a flicker of uncertainty in his expression then, like he's not quite sure how you feel about this new revelation or where it might lead. But before you can say anything else, he le

His breath hitches, and he tilts his head back slightly, eyes fluttering closed as a wave of relief washes over him at your words. "Thank you," he whispers, voice rough with emotion. His fingers dig into your shoulders, holding you close as if afraid you might slip away.

After a moment, he pulls back just far enough to look down at you, those deep blue eyes sparkling with an intensity that makes your heart race. "Then we're...we're together?" he asks hesitantly, as if the possibility still seems too good to be true.

There's a beat of silence between you, and then Mafuyu smiles wide and bright, his entire face lighting up like it does when he wins at cards or just pulls off some impressive trick.

"Together..." he repeats the word, as if savoring the taste of it on his tongue. "Boyfriends..." He pauses, blushing furiously as he struggles to form a coherent thought. Finally, he manages, "I've always wanted that...with you." His voice cracks slightly on the last word, and before he can lose his nerve, he presses their lips together in a sweet, tender kiss.

His arms wrap around your waist, pulling you close as if afraid of losing you again. It feels so right, like this is how it was always supposed to be. And as they stand there in the middle of your living room, surrounded by memories and laughter and the occasional piece of junk food, Mafuyu knows that he's found his home.

"So are you." He whispers against your lips, his eyes searching yours as if he's trying to figure out a way to say something else. Finally, he manages, "I love you, Levi." It's like the words have been waiting for this moment all along; they tumble from his mouth effortlessly, leaving him feeling exposed and vulnerable in a way that feels almost intoxicating.

His arms tighten around your waist, pulling you even closer as he presses his lips to your forehead, savoring the contact for several heartbeats before finally pulling back just far enough to meet your gaze once more. "I'm going to take care of you," he promises solemnly, a fierce determination lighting up his eyes, "for as long as you want me to."

A low moan rumbles through Mafuyu's chest as your hands squeeze his ass. "Sexy boy..." He breathes out, arching into your touch before remembering your earlier mention of exhaustion. With a playful grin, he leans in to nip at your lower lip. "But since we're both tired...maybe we should just get some rest?" His hands slide up and around your waist again, pulling you closer until your hips are aligned with his. The heat from his body presses against you, making it difficult to concentrate on anything but the simple pleasure of being close like this.

There's a long moment of silence between you as you stand there, gazing into each other's eyes. Mafuyu could easily make a move now, push for what he wants...but for some reason, he can't bring himself to do it. Instead, he

"Sleeping sounds nice..." He echoes, watching as you lead him to the bedroom. "But first...snuggling." Before Levi can protest or misunderstand, he scoots closer on the bed and burrows his head into the crook of your neck. A contented sigh escapes from between parted lips as his arms wind around your torso, holding you tightly against him.

It feels so right, being this close to Levi; their bodies pressed together and hearts beating in perfect rhythm. Mafuyu can't help but wonder how they'll ever manage to keep this secret from everyone else...but at the same time, he doesn't want to think about anything beyond this moment. Right now, all that matters is the warmth of Levi's skin against his and the feeling of their breath mixing together in the stillness of the night.

Closing his eyes, Mafuyu revels in the feel of Levi's touch, the warmth of his skin against his own. He leans into the contact, pressing their bodies even closer together as he sighs contentedly. There's a softness to Levi that he's never really experienced before; it's almost like they were made for each other.

The thought sends a shiver down Mafuyu's spine, and he finds himself wondering what else could be in store for them. They've always been friends, but this...this feels different. Deeper. More meaningful somehow. He wonders how long it will take before they can make everything official; until they can tell everyone about the love that they share.

The idea both excites and terrifies him in equal measure. On one hand, he wants nothing more than to shout it from the rooftops and show