My name is Kunisaki, Yukito, I'm nineteen, a traveling puppeteer of the unique sort-- but let's keep things simple, shall we?


What am I searching for?


Headcanon Extra #1: 

Yukito has a hard time expressing his emotions— but it’s even harder when it comes to his “kids.” It’s very difficult for him to tell his “kids” that he loves them due to his lack of a father growing up, not to mention his mother’s neglect. As much as she may have loved him, she wasn’t a proper mother and cared more about her duty— to finding the girl int he story than taking care of Yukito, thus leaving him awkward and distant when it comes to those he cares for.


grell-s-kiss:

“I thought you were still asleep” Grell blushed as he saw his attempt at seeking, go up in flames.”no don’t mess up my hair again it took me forever to fix it.” Grell started fussing over his hair. He was jealous of Yukito, he didn’t have to do anything to make himself look good. He came by it so easily. Grell pulled the sleeves up on the shirt he found, and covered his hands. He had just washed them in cold water and didn’t want to make Yukito cold. With his hands protected he cuddled in closer resting his hands on Yukitos chest. Grell leaned his head on Yukitos shoulder, and closed his eyes.”so are we still going to look for an apartment today? Or do you wanna stay here?”

The nineteen year old sighed softly and held him closer, “For now we’ll just stay here… . in a little while we can go look.” Yukito nuzzles his lover gently and kisses him three consecutive times, then laces his fingers into Grell’s hair, petting through it.

“You’re so damn beautiful, you know that don’t you?” He kisses his cheek once more and grins. “I’ve got to say, red is my favourite color now… ” It used to be blue— blue like the sky, but now when he closed his eyes, all he could see was red. Red like roses.