Characters: Yuri  Ryou
Word Count: 433
Warnings: Fluffy hair boi ahead  GAaaaaaaaaaAY
A slightly damp, drizzly day was ending for Ryou who was walking home peacefully. He was carrying his bag of small cans of cat food for his tiny kitten Dae.
A sigh escapes when the black haired male finally reaches his apartment building and trudges inside. Welcome Home! says the ugly rug by the main doors. Upon earlier request of the landlady, his fluffy black boots scrape against the scratchy surface of the floral rug and steps onto the smooth, slightly dirty tile floor. He makes his way up the sets of stairs leading to his slightly messy apartment quietly.
Of course, today was going the way every other day did, so the male didn't expect anything different from the usual. Haha... little did he know.
The door was thrown open upon Ryou trying to insert his keys in the lock. They clattered to the floor and a slightly shorter male with fluffy silver hair and pretty grey eyes stood there with his kitten held gently in his arms.
Ryou darts forward and rescues the kitten from the strangers grasp. Oddly enough, the usually stranger-aggressive kitten would be trying to bite the hand off of the person standing there with a confused expression and empty arms. Instead, when Ryou "rescued" Dae from him, she was resting peacefully.
Hazel eyes find the soft grey ones and glared silently. They blink back at him, devoid of intent to hurt and completely full of naiveness. Ryou sighs again and just looks at the stranger expectantly. -So, are you going to introduce yourself?- The black haired boy had taken out his phone and typed out a short question.
The grey eyes suddenly widen in understanding. "Oh! I've forgotten to introduce myself!" he laughs, unaware of just how ticked off Ryou was about having someone in his apartment this late at night. -My name is Yuri. What about you?- His hand is held out, waiting for the hazel eyed figure to accept it and shake.
-I'm mute, not deaf. My name is Ryou. Rie-ou. What are you doing in my apartment?- This statement was followed by a slightly annoyed- very annoyed expression.
"Oh. Um, I'm sorry." he says awkwardly. "So this room is yours? Why is it so tiny and messy?" Yuri blurts this out, unaware of the fact that a sour grimace was etched onto the others face. He follows Ryou into the kitchen where he tries to unload the cat food until the tanner hand smacked his away. "Why don't you speak? Is it because you can't?" Yuri asks again, just leaning against the clean marble counter. This area, the kitchen he noticed, was much cleaner than the rest of the house.
This question earns another glare directed at Yuri. -No, it's by choice.-