~Blue Bunny, Red Tiger: A Collection~

Summary: Simple little moments, tiny special things…small tales of love all wrapped up in a giant box. [Drabble Collection]

Disclaimer: I hope I own them, unfortunately I don't.

A/N: Well since I usually get random ImaNaru ideas whenever I least expect it, this is going to be like a record of those hahaha. All drabbles for everyone to enjoy. Putting it up as complete since each drabble would probably be unrelated from each other. Please enjoy while I finish all three more ImaNaru fics…

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Drabble 1:

Habits

Having been together for almost three years, Imaizumi had long ago learned of Naruko's many habits. And each one was as endearing as the others. However, there are probably some of those habits that Imaizumi found to be his favorite.

The first one was of course Naruko's habit of licking his lips whenever he gets too excited, focused or something close to those emotions. It also indicates that Naruko was having fun and it was just absolutely adorable. At least to Imaizumi it was. Besides, as silly as it sounds, this habit of the redhead was the one that lead—directly or indirectly—to Imaizumi's confession of his feelings towards the redhead. And the memory of Naruko turning as red as his hair when he still makes him chuckle…and maybe a little embarrassed at himself for being so bold.

"Let me lick that for you." He had said after he saw Naruko licking his lips while they were playing a videogame in his house. He recalled how Naruko froze when he, unceremoniously leaned down to do what he had said, giving a slight lick on the redhead's upper lip. He could still vividly picture how Naruko flushed bright red before pointing at him with an accusing finger and how he just went ahead and kissed the flashy sprinter to cut off his complaints.

And well, things spiraled from there and here they were. Happily living together.

The second one of Naruko's habit that he greatly love is probably the one that only he got to experience. Naruko, as loud as he was, could be really shy at times and the redhead had developed a habit of tugging on the hem of his shirt, or the end of his sleeves, whenever he wants to hold hands, or cuddle. And it was…precious. Especially the faint rosy tint that would spread onto Naruko's cheeks whenever he does that.

Though Imaizumi had been surprised during the first few times he felt a sudden tug on the sleeves of his shirt. Sometimes he would even jump a bit and when he turned his head, Naruko will be there, looking on the ground with his ears red.

"Sukashi…can we…hold hands?" Naruko would whisper, before turning another shade darker. Imaizumi would just smile and take the redhead's hand in his, reveling in its warmth.

It had happened a lot that it came to a point when Imaizumi got so used to it, no words where needed to be said. Once the tug was felt, his hand will immediately reach out for Naruko's hand and hold it tightly in his.

And well, there were still a lot of Naruko's habits that Imaizumi loved but decided that those habits are slightly…inappropriate and he would rather keep that between just the two of them.

~End~

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A/N: I hope you enjoyed the first installment!

…You can also send me prompts/request tho I will not be promising anything because…school but yeah…

Thanks!