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Yuno was born with two different colored eyes, just like everyone else. He was told ever since he was young that his left eye truly belongs to his soulmate and once he makes eye contact, their eyes will change so that both of their eyes are the same color. He never cared much for romance, so he prefers to avoid the gaze of everyone he talks to. This is a pretty common practice, so most people didn’t question this behavior. His right eye was a deep, golden amber, but his left eye was a contrasting bright violet.
He’s just recently joined the Golden Dawn and has yet to make any solid eye contact with any of his fellow members. He doesn’t care much about making friends here, as he has a goal in mind. He was determined to beat Asta in this competition and he didn’t want a single thing to slow him down in his endeavor. Despite this, he grew fond of his fellow members and softened around them a bit. Mimosa was very kind and always supportive, so he could find no way to dislike the girl.
Klaus, on the other hand, had been much harder to get along with. He had been demeaning and rude from the very start, grinding on Yuno’s every last nerve until after the mission in the dungeon. After that day, Yuno just viewed him as an annoying, doting superior. The man was constantly bugging him to be careful and to not do anything stupid.
Yuno decided to pay a visit to the church for the first time in a while and Asta was also heading there for the same reason. They met up at the outskirts of the town to bicker on their way in. Yuno looked to his friend and noticed Asta’s left eye, which had long been pink, was now a matching green to his right.
“So, who’s the poor sucker you ended up matching with?” he asked Asta. The boy made a confused sound.
“What do you mean, Yuno?” Asta responded.
“Your eyes are both yours,” he said. “Are you saying you don’t remember who it was?” Asta looked dumbfounded before screaming.
“My heart belongs to Sister Lily!” he declared. “I don’t care if I did run into my match, I don’t want ‘em!” Yuno shook his head.
“Well, considering the fact that I’m gonna be the Wizard King, you’d have plenty of time to dedicate to them,” he said. Asta shook his head vigorously.
“No!” he said. “Never! Sister Lily is the girl for me and that is it! And I’m gonna be the Wizard King, not you!”
“If you say so,” Yuno sighed.
“I’m guessing you’re doin’ what you usually do and not lookin’ at anybody, huh, Yuno,” Asta said. “Your eyes are different colors as always.”
“Once I’m Wizard King, I’ll consider finding my match,” he said. “For now, it doesn’t matter.” Asta sighed.
“You’re as heartless as ever,” he said.
“Bold words coming from someone adamantly ignoring their own match,” Yuno remarked. Asta just scowled at him before they both commenced their visit for the night and went their own way in the morning.
Yuno arrived back at the base, still in the same mood from his home visit, and wasn’t avoiding eye contact as he usually would. His fellow members exchanged glances between themselves. Some whispered that something must have happened while he was gone. Nothing was actually wrong, he just had his mind on trying to remember to send more of his earnings home since they had gotten a leak in the roof and he didn’t want Asta to pay for the repair and beat him to it.
“Yuno,” Klaus called from across the common room. “I’m glad you’re back! How was your visit to Hage?” Yuno turned, looking directly into Klaus’ eyes to answer, only to pause as he watched the man’s left eye swirl from a deep amber to the bright violet he had gazed into for all these years.
“Uh,” he stammered. He covered his left eye. “That didn’t happen. Later, Klaus.” He quickly walked past him, heading to his room. Klaus reached out to him.
“Wait, Yuno,” he called. He turned to see many of the other members staring. “What are you all gawking at?” The members turned back to their previous activities and Klaus ran down the hall to Yuno’s room.
Yuno sat in front of the mirror in his room, looking into his own eyes that were both now his own. He chewed on his lip and hoped this was only a dream, but sighed in defeat.
“Damn it,” he cursed. “How could I let this happen? I was so careful until now.” He sighed heavily. “How am I even supposed to talk to him now? This is the absolute worst case scenario. Being matched to someone in my own squad? There’s no way for me to ignore that.” He rubbed his hands up and down his face, trying to calm down. “Asta’s gonna give me so much shit about this, I can already feel it.” A soft knock came from his door.
“Yuno, it’s me,” Klaus spoke from behind the door. “I know this isn’t what you wanted, but can we at least talk about this? Please?” Yuno stared silently at the door for a few stretched moments, looked at his matching eyes in the mirror one more time, and stood up, walking to the door. He opened it, but couldn’t bring himself to look up from his own feet.
“Can I come in?” Klaus asked softly. Yuno nodded and moved to the side. Klaus walked in and closed the door, standing in front of Yuno. “I’m sorry, Yuno. I know you were trying to avoid this outcome in favor of your goal to be the Wizard King. I’d be happy to just continue the way we are now. Everything is up to you, I won’t pressure you.” Yuno chewed his lip as he thought about his offer.
“I don’t know,” Yuno said. “That just wouldn’t be fair to you, Klaus.”
“Nothing would be any different from before,” Klaus said. “I’ve known for a while now. You caught me off guard earlier is all.” Yuno’s head whipped up.
“You knew?” Yuno asked.
“I could never mistake that particular shade of amber,” he said, looking into Yuno’s eyes with a soft expression. “Although, I will admit, I was a bit reluctant when we first met. I thought that I had to be mistaken. A noble being matched with a commoner is quite rare, but when I saw my own eye color, I couldn’t deny it anymore. I knew you avoided eye contact with everyone, though, so I didn’t want to bring it up or force you to look at me. I’m sorry it happened so suddenly.” Yuno dropped his gaze again, now fixed on Klaus’ chest. He sighed and stepped forward knocking his forehead into Klaus' shoulder. Klaus stiffened at the contact, unsure how to react.
"It's okay," Yuno said, gently wrapping his arms around Klaus' waist. "You definitely aren't the worst person to be matched with, after all." Klaus sighed in relief, wrapping his arms around Yuno's back and leaning his head against Yuno's. They stood there for a little while, silently maintaining their embrace.
“So, uh, does that mean we’re a thing or-” Klaus stammered out. Yuno laughed lightly into his shoulder. He lifted his head.
“No,” he deadpanned. Klaus looked like someone kicked his dog. “I’m just kidding, but don’t make a big deal of it or anything.” He removed Klaus’ hands and exited his room. Klaus was left in shock.
“That was so rude,” he whispered to himself. He laughed softly. “That’s Yuno, though.” He ran out to follow after him. “Slow down, Yuno!” Yuno stopped to let him catch up and held out his hand. Klaus took it and their fingers entwined.