storypaint | Playing Dress-Up (Touya/Yukito)

Comm: 30_cuddles (claim dropped)
Words: 301
Title: Playing Dress-Up
Author: rhap_chan
Fandom: Cardcaptor Sakura
Pairing: Kinomoto Touya/Tsukihiro Yukito
Rating: G
Theme: 3. pretty princess
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Warnings: shounen ai and a lot of fluff

"So, you enjoy cross-dressing?" Yuki said, mischief in his voice, and handed Touya the photo.

"What? No!" Touya protested, and then looked down at the picture. It was a photo of Sakura and him, dressed to the nines, and somehow (those big green eyes, just like his mother's, he could never resist) Sakura had convinced him to be a pretty princess just like her. He had some sort of abysmally pink thing wrapped around his waist and a plastic crown adorned his head. Sakura was similarly dressed, and looked to be about three, which would have made him... ten. Much too old to be wearing a skirt.

Perhaps it had been a bad idea to ask Yuki to help him sort through these old photos, but he was trying to find a good one of his sister and him to frame for part of her wedding present. That way she might think of him sometimes, rather than being all wrapped up in that Li boy.

"I'd say that this photo and your masterful performance as Cinderella raises a strong case," Yuki said, snatching the photo back. "Should I give this to Sakura-chan, then? I'm sure she'd love to put it in a photo album after she's shown it to everybody..."

Touya wrapped his arms around Yuki's neck, holding him in place. "What do you want?" he said.

Yukito shifted so that he could rest his head on Touya's shoulder.

"This," he said, shutting his eyes.

Touya took the photo back, promising himself to burn it (though of course he couldn't stand to burn something like this, and he tucked it away in a drawer). He put the picture on the bedside table and let Yuki cuddle with him.

You're not very good at blackmail, Yuki. I would have held you anyway.