Addictive Obsession - Chapter twenty one [part II]

[aroruae]

PART I

A week had passed after his little encounter with Jin and his incident with Hiroki. Though Kazuya had been worrying over what happened with his co-worker, the latter didn’t do anything towards him after his attempt of kissing him. But he still felt that he was watched from time to time and he didn’t need to check who was staring at him. He felt quite restless seeing Hiroki lying so low, not doing anything to him after that day, it made him think that maybe he was plotting something or that a storm was coming. In whose disguise, Kazuya didn’t want to know. So he continued to do his work, trying to block out any thoughts concerning Hiroki, not wanting to even briefly think that something might happen in the end if the man was going to keep coming after him.

One thing he didn’t want was another person beaten up just like Koki - because of him. It had been hard enough to see Koki in that state, it had been despicable enough to find himself in the position of being unable to do anything to help his friend. He didn’t want to create another scene like this, he didn’t want to have to witness such a thing again. And Hiroki should better keep away from him like he was doing right now. As long as his co-worker was as farther from him as possible, Kazuya knew that everything was going to be safe. Jin will be safe.

But life was stubborn and it always wanted to shows us that we can’t control it and it’s the other way around. That was why Kazuya found himself alone with Hiroki at only a week after their last encounter. He had been bringing some stuff to the storeroom when he heard the door being locked and turned to see Hiroki standing in its frame and looking back at Kazuya with an indecipherable gaze. “Long time no see.” The younger greeted him, leaning back and supporting his body on the door, his eyes fixed to Kazuya’s form.

Kazuya gulped and despite himself, he felt shivers down his spine. “Long time no talk, better said.” He corrected the man, his eyes flickering through the room, realizing that he was kind of… trapped. He had an ominous feeling about all this and he prayed that someone else had to deposit something too. This way… he could get away.

Hiroki didn’t look like he had heard Kazuya as he detached himself from the door and started to approach the other. Behind him, the door remained locked and the key wasn’t at its place anymore and nowhere in sight. “We have a little talk to finish.” He said, his voice sounding angry for some reason.

Kazuya licked his lips, now his eyes glued to Hiroki. “I thought we had finished it back there.” He replied coolly, not letting any of his feelings transpire through his mask. And although he would have liked to walk past Hiroki and forward to the door, he found out that his legs weren’t listening to him anymore and were rooted to the ground. “There’s nothing more we can talk.” Kazuya added and he licked his lips once again.

“I don’t remember it that way.” Hiroki said, crossing his arms and settling his chin into his palm, looking pensive. “You still haven’t agreed to go out with me and I think that’s supposed to be the end of our little discussion. That is… unless you have said yes and I haven’t heard it.” He added, his voice sounding mischievous and devilish as he continued to approach Kazuya.

Kazuya scoffed. “Then you must be out of your mind if you didn’t realize already that I’m not planning on going out with you, be it lunch, dinner or whatever.” He said with an ironic voice, feeling that all he had now was to keep the other talking and avoid any closeness, though the latter seemed kind of impossible since Hiroki kept moving towards him. “And if you haven’t known back then, now you know it. Therefore, our discussion has ended.” Kazuya concluded and braced himself in walking past Hiroki. “Excuse me.” He added and hurried to slide towards the door.

Only that… remember the shit about life being hard and practically impossible? That was why Kazuya found himself being stopped by Hiroki’s arm and pulled back, hitting the wall and closing his eyes in pain. The younger didn’t give him time to realize what was happening, hovering over him and holding his arms above his head with one hand while the other was resting on Kazuya’s waist. “I’m not going to accept a refusal.” Hiroki hissed, obviously outraged that he had been rejected by someone like Kazuya. Nobody ever did that!! “And after what your boyfriend did… I surely ain’t going to leave you alone and give him the satisfaction of knowing he had defeated me.” He continued with a threatening tone, his mouth dangerously close to Kazuya’s lips, sucking on them hard and raw as he talked.

Kazuya’s heart started to beat frantically as everything around him was settling, as he felt Hiroki’s mouth over his, domineering him. He moved, trying to escape, but he was once more brutally shoved into the wall. “Jin didn’t do anything to you.” Kazuya managed to say as he turned his head away, now looking towards the door that was so far away from him now. “And you think you can have me if you lock me in a storeroom and have your way with me?” he asked and there was a sarcastic edge to his voice. “You’re a dirty coward.” Kazuya hissed and glanced at Hiroki, malicious amusement in his brown eyes. If Hiroki was going to rape him in a storeroom, well, Kazuya wasn’t going to keep quiet.

“And what is that lover of yours that fucked you harder when he saw me watching?” Hiroki barked, catching Kazuya’s chin and turning his head forcefully to look into his eyes, hate glowing into them this time as he thought back at how humiliated he had felt back then. That fucker Jin had dared to play with him? Well then, he was going to find out that it wasn’t so easy to fuck with Uchi Hiroki and Kazuya seemed the perfect way to do it. He had stayed away for a few days - Hiroki would never admit that it was because of fear of Jin and the memory of his crazy eyes - but now it was time for payback.

And he was planning to enjoy every second of it.

Kazuya’s mind blanked. When did Hiroki saw him and Jin…? Then it dawned on him. It wasn’t possible, he would have heard the door, he would have at least sensed someone’s eyes on them! But… it was Jin there, it was enough to have his mind clouded and focused only on his lover. Kazuya gulped and, despite the chills he felt, his lips curled into a sardonic smile. “Didn’t know you like to spy on people while having sex. And Jin is what you said earlier - my lover. He has each and every right to fuck me as hard as he likes, be it in front of you or the entire planet.” He said and you could feel the sweet venom spilling from his words.

Hiroki looked a little taken back by Kazuya’s words, not really expecting this reaction and maybe hoping for him to get mad at that freak for doing that - even if it wasn’t technically true. He recovered quickly though and looked at Kazuya with disgust. “You’re a slut that enjoys being fucked.” He simply stated, suddenly feeling vengeful and wanting to get even for this humiliation too. He laughed and slipped his hand under Kazuya’s shirt, digging deep holes into his skin with his nails. “How many men have fucked you?” he breathed on Kazuya’s neck, remembering the time when he had kissed him and Kazuya had answered back even if it was for only a second. This only proved that he wasn’t that faithful, right?

And suddenly it hurt. Such words hurt deep inside of Kazuya, making him realize that no matter where he’d go, he’ll always be tagged as a slut. But Jin accepted him enough like this. And he didn’t need anything else anymore. “Get away from me.” He said with the chilliest voice ever, one that could even froze the blood in one’s veins. “As a slut I have standards; ones that you will never attain. So get the fuck away from me.” Kazuya added and his nails reached for the little portion of skin on the hand that had his own trapped. They sank quickly and painfully.

Hiroki didn’t even blink, too enraged to feel anything but the burning desire to harm Kazuya. He shifted his hand and freed himself from the older one’s attack, still keeping him firmly and pushing him more into the wall. “What?” he asked with a voice so sweet that it made you sick. “Did I hurt your feelings by saying the truth?” he mocked Kazuya, scoffing after.

“You’d like that, wouldn’t you?” Kazuya asked and smirked ironically. “You’d like to hurt me as you’re hurt by my rejection and my lover’s natural reaction to my body?” he chuckled and there was only poison on his lips. “Guess what?” he leaned a bit, boring into Hiroki’s eyes. “You can’t hurt me.” He grinned and backed away, now calmly leaning against the wall. Well, even if he struggled, Hiroki wouldn’t let go so why waste energy? Besides, someone, sooner or later, were to notice their absence and they’d look after them.

The only problem in Kazuya’s plans was that this could happen already too late. “Let’s see about that.” Hiroki simply said, though you could feel from his voice how furious and angry he was that nothing seemed to work how he wanted to. He kissed Kazuya again, tilting his head to have a better access and yet again tightening his hold on the older one’s hands as his other free hand slipped directly into Kazuya’s pants and circled around the boy’s shaft.

Kazuya gasped and this only gave the opportunity to Hiroki to shove his tongue deeper into his mouth, making him moan unwillingly. He was being forced and it wasn’t even Jin the one forcing him, it felt wrong. He tried to fight the sudden invasion, the cold fingers curled around him and the vengeful lips devouring his. And when Hiroki finally let him breathe, he seized the chance to say what he had to say. If words had worked on Jin when he wanted to rape him, it was definitely going to work to Hiroki. Though it was still a puzzle to him how he managed to attract mentally deranged people.

“Don’t do something you might regret.” Kazuya talked quickly, hating the fact that Hiroki’s hand was still inside his pants. “You said you like me… then be a man and show it differently.” He almost hissed, cursing the way those fingers moved on his member, making his skin prickle and his body slowly respond to the touch.

Hiroki laughed darkly and pushed down Kazuya’s pants. “Oh, don’t worry, I’m not going to regret anything.” He said with a confident voice and proceeded to lick and suck the older one’s neck, intentionally leaving small marks on him to be sure that his sweet boyfriend was going to know that Kazuya had slept with someone else.

“No! Don’t touch me anymore! No!” Kazuya suddenly began to move, despising those lips that touched him where Jin’s lips had been. He pulled his hands, trying to get them free, moved his head, tried to make himself smaller that he could disappear within Hiroki’s reach. “Leave me alone!!” he shouted and tried to move his legs, but he did worst as he kind of lost his balance. If Hiroki was going to touch him…

The younger laughed again. “No one is going to hear you, that’s why I chose to talk with you here.” He said with a proud voice, taking advantage of Kazuya’s carelessness to bring him down and lie him down on the floor, Hiroki topping him and settling between his spread legs. “And I also took care that no one will come looking for us if you were hoping to be saved by a passer-by.” He added with a slight shrug as he opened Kazuya’s shirt by ripping the buttons and almost destroying the blouse in his hurry to finish this quickly.

But Kazuya had been already through such situations and the moment he saw Hiroki get a bit hasty in his need to possess him, he managed to free his hand and hit the other hard in the stomach. With a low growl, Hiroki coiled and Kazuya pushed him away from him, hitting him again. He managed to wriggle out from under Hiroki and was now crawling to get up as soon as possible. But those pants were really a problem and as he was trying to get them up and fasten them, Hiroki had caught him again and pushed him to the ground, the rough floor grazing his face. “Let me go!” he said with a muffled voice.

But Hiroki ignored Kazuya’s words and climbed on top of him, his lower part brushing against his ass, enjoying the feeling of having the other man tense under him. “I will have you, Kazuya.” He said hoarsely in the boy’s ear, licking its lob, before sinking his teeth in it. “No matter what.” Hiroki added and pushed his body into Kazuya’s, making him feel his desire, getting him to understand that the inevitable was going to happen one way or another.

“N-no, Hiroki.” Kazuya said hurriedly and there was a desperate edge to his voice. “Please, don’t do such a thing.” He then begged, giving up his pride and moving his body, wanting to get away from the man.

“Beg some more.” Hiroki smirked and let his hand travel on the boy’s body, brushing on his ass and pinching it before letting his fingers play above his hole. “I want to hear your voice.” He continued with a husky and deep voice, licking Kazuya’s neck and enjoying how his body trembled under his.

But Kazuya just whimpered, his hands scratching the floor as he felt helpless and disgusted of what was happening. But then he realized… his hands weren’t held anymore by Hiroki and this created a new situation for him. His body tensed as he felt Hiroki’s cold fingers slipping slowly under his underwear and he told himself that this was it - now or never. He spread his palms over the floor, assured that they were going to fully support his weight. Then he turned his body so violently, that it shook Hiroki off and before the man had the chance to see what Kazuya was up to, he was hit in the head and sent down to the floor, hitting his head once more as fell unconscious this time.

Kazuya was out of breath as he looked at the lying form of Hiroki, his hands still clutching hard on the small object he had came across as he swirled around to throw Hiroki off. He looked at his hands and noticed that it was a glass bottle and luckily for him - and maybe his assaulter too - it didn’t broke, meaning that he had only knocked Hiroki off and not truly murdered him. He put the bottle down and he fastened his pants, going to the door quickly and wanting to get out as soon as possible.

But the door was locked. Kazuya gulped and looked back at Hiroki who hadn’t moved since he had hit him. He took a deep breath and rushed to the unconscious man, his hands shaking in their search for the key. He found it in the upper pocket of the jacket and took it hurriedly, heading once more for the door. Kazuya heard Hiroki suddenly groan so he pushed the key into the keyhole and rushed through the door without looking back. He didn’t return to the restaurant, he simply exited through the back door, his body shaking, his heart beating crazily and his eyes swimming in tears. How could such a thing happen to him? What had he done to deserve such a thing? Was he doomed to be followed by obsessed people who only wanted to fuck him? Was he really worth the fuck?! And how could he ever explain this to Jin? Would the older believe him…?

And this was his last thought as he bumped into someone, nearly falling if he hadn’t been caught on time. He looked up and he broke into tears.

“Jin!” Kazuya said as he embraced the man in front of him - his lover.

“Kazuya, what happened? Are you okay? Why are you here?” Jin immediately assaulted him with questions, hugging him back and observing his ravished form and ripped clothes. He looked like a mess and it was obvious that something bad had just happened. “Where’s that son of a bitch?!” he finally asked with a furious voice, tightening his hold on Kazuya.

The younger hiccupped as shook his head, words failing him. He was happy to hear Jin’s voice worried and furious in the same time, it was like this meant he was safe. He could only hold onto Jin, wishing that everything that just happened will disappear. “Take me home.” He managed to say through hiccups, having no more strength to say anything else and just letting his hands clutch onto Jin’s shirt, his body trembling. For the first time he had been scared. Not because he was going to be raped, not because he was going to get hurt… but because he was going to betray Jin and it was going to hurt both of them.

“Kazuya, tell me what happened.” The older insisted and detached himself a little from his lover to cup his cheeks and look into his eyes, trying to search for answers into their brown and scared color. “Who hurt you?” Jin asked, wanting to get to the bottom of this and know whom did he have to murder, even though he already had a slightly suspicion. Still, he had to wait and listen to what Kazuya had to say. He didn’t want to make any more mistakes.

But Kazuya shook his head, not wanting to talk about this anymore. He knew what was going inside Jin’s head and before he himself was calmed down, he won’t talk with Jin. “Not now, Jin…” he said with a shaking voice. “I want to go home.” He added and bit onto his lower lip. “Please.” Kazuya side-glanced to the building which was the restaurant. It was clear that he didn’t want to be there any longer.

Jin looked like he really didn’t want to comply to Kazuya’s request but in the end he sighed and did what he was told to, turning back with Kazuya still in his arms, leading them to the car which was parked near-by. “I’m here, baby.” He whispered softly as he hugged the younger even more tightly, kissing his forehead before opening the door and helping him get into the car. He quickly followed and got in the car on the other side, starting the engine and still glancing at the boy. “Do you want me to take you to your apartment?” Jin asked, thinking that Kazuya might prefer a familiar place than his place and trying in the same time to make small talk, to help him think at other things.

Kazuya sank into his seat, as if he was trying to make himself smaller, hiding from evil eyes. “Anywhere’s fine.” He muttered and his hands clasped together. “It doesn’t matter.” He added and he caught from the corner of his eye the restaurant’s door opening. He jolted and shut his eyes close. “Just take me away.” Kazuya squeaked.

Jin sighed again and drove away, hoping that this will manage to calm Kazuya a little, now that he was far away from whatever happened to him in that restaurant. He gritted his teeth, feeling how the fury was slowly consuming him and screaming for revenge. It was his fault that things ended up like that. He had thought that that idiot wasn’t going to make a move but it seemed that he had been wrong because Jin was sure who was the cause for Kazuya’s state.

And things weren’t going to end like this.

They didn’t talk the rest of the trip, Jin preferring to keep the silence and let the younger gather his thoughts and strength because he knew he needed some time alone to calm down. He finally stopped the car in front of his apartment and turned to Kazuya, watching him with worried and concerned eyes. “Kazuya…” he called the boy, his voice no louder than a whisper.

Kazuya turned to look at Jin and chewed on his lower lip. He then lowered his eyes, staring at his laced fingers. “I’m not going to work there anymore.” The younger said and his voice sounded a bit rasp.

I wasn’t planning to let you anyway, Jin wanted to respond but he bit his tongue to stop the words from escaping his lips and just smiled reassuringly. “Don’t worry, I’ll help you find something else.” He said encouragingly and grabbed Kazuya’s hands, holding them into his. “Let’s go upstairs for now, okay?” he added with a small smile as his eyes searched the younger’s.

Kazuya agreed and soon they exited from the car, the younger’s lips curling a bit as he saw that Jin had brought him to his apartment. He hadn’t taken notice which road they took and that they headed to Jin’s apartment. They entered the building and took the elevator to go up, somehow both of them silently agreeing not to take the stairs. Kazuya was aware that Jin would want to know everything about what happened back there and he wasn’t sure how could he tell everything that happened without triggering a chain reaction. As much as he despised Hiroki for what he did, Kazuya feared of what Jin could do to him. He didn’t want such a thing to happen.

The door of Jin’s apartment opened and both of them entered inside, silence still surrounding them. And then the door closed and Kazuya found himself in front of the inevitable - he had to speak. “Jin…” he called the other with a feeble voice as his hand grasped a little tighter Jin’s one. “I’m sorry for…” The younger stopped and his mind asked - what for?

Jin cocked an eyebrow and sighed when no answer came even after a few moments. He pulled on Kazuya’s hand and headed towards his bedroom, sitting on the bed and bringing down Kazuya with him, tucking him closer to envelop him into a hug. “Tell me what happened.” He said with a light voice, not wanting to hear excuses but the truth.

Kazuya held back a sigh and let his head rest on Jin’s shoulder. He didn’t know from where to start or how to even talk about what just happened. Therefore he kept silent for another few moments, fumbling with his fingers until Jin covered them with his hand, stopping their nervous reaction. “There was a guy that claimed to like me. He had returned from America and was a bit open with his like.” Kazuya began, his voice a bit bitter. “I told him that I’m not interested, but he kept insisting. He said he didn’t care I had a boyfriend and that he’ll make me have a change of heart. I didn’t pay him attention.” He stopped and made a pause, feeling his heart race a bit. “He stopped his advances for a while and I thought he finally gave up, having rejected his invitation for lunch and his proposals. But he didn’t.” At this part, Kazuya’s voice shook. “He said he saw us on that day when you saw me at the back entrance of the restaurant. He said you defied him and h-he said he wanted me. I think his desire doubled because he felt like you challenged him, so he wanted me no matter what.” He said and shuddered at the not yet cold memory of the same words that Hiroki said into his ear. “He had forced me and he had already pinned to the floor… he was desperate and that was his mistake. I managed to shake him off me and he hit his head in the process.” Kazuya gulped and his fingers dug into Jin’s hand. “I hit him too and I ran away… and then I bumped into you.” At the last words, the younger’s voice softened, totally different from the one he had when he had spoken of Hiroki.

Jin listened to every word of Kazuya’s, feeling how the rage was starting to become impossible to contain. He felt like he would explode from the anger he was feeling, but he managed to control himself, knowing that Kazuya was in need of comfort more than his wish to take revenge. He tightened his hold on the younger and then asked the only question he could think of: “Why didn’t you tell me sooner?” Jin inquired, feeling a little hurt and disappointed, but mostly blaming himself because he could have protected Kazuya if he had known this was happening for a while.

“How could I?” Kazuya chuckled sadly. “It was my first job and he was just an ordinary guy who I could handle. I didn’t expect him to get this hooked and resort to such things.” He continued and closed his eyes. “I thought I could make it through this…”

Jin sighed tiredly. “I know you can take care of yourself, but let me do it too.” He said with a pleading voice. “Rely on me too, Kazuya.” Jin asked, placing a soft kiss on the younger’s temple.

Kazuya smiled. “If I had told you sooner, what would have you done?” he asked, wanting to know if his hunch was right. If Jin would have truly resorted to force to make Hiroki step aside from Kazuya’s path.

“I would have protected you and this wouldn’t have happened.” Jin replied immediately, as if it was a normal thing to expect this from him and, considering that Jin was Kazuya’s lover, it kind of was.

Kazuya felt touched and warm all of a sudden. Being raped since young child had taught him not to mourn too much over such things, but how could he when Jin was saying such beautiful words? “Then this is what I’m sorry for.” He finally realized for what he had been saying sorry. “I’m sorry for not having told you sooner, for not having relied on you.”

Jin smiled brightly and leaned closer to place a cast kiss on Kazuya’s lips. “That’s better.” He murmured against the younger’s mouth. “Promise me that you’ll tell me if this happens again. Or if you have problems of any kind.” He then demanded, not wanting to feel this helpless ever again.

Kazuya kissed back and gave a nod. “I will.” He simply said and looked into Jin’s eyes, as if he was trying to see beyond their worry and wish to help and protect him every time. He wanted to be sure that nothing was going to happen to anyone after this incident, even if the dark side in him yelled for punishment for the bastard that dared to touch him like that.

But Jin didn’t say anything more and just settled more comfortably in bed with Kazuya in his arms.

*

The day passed and Jin didn’t leave Kazuya’s side until the younger fell asleep in his arms, only then daring to move, now that he was sure his lover won’t notice his disappearance. He carefully climbed down of bed and exited the bedroom, fetching his phone and immediately asking for details about what happened.

He hadn’t trusted that kid even since he saw him peeking at him and Kazuya. Jin had seen him too late but he couldn’t help but wonder since when Hiroki had been staying there and watching them have sex. It was kind of disturbing to know that there was someone with such fascination for Kazuya, but Jin couldn’t really blame him because he understood perfectly the charm of Kazuya. Still, he had taken precautions against any danger and had set up someone to follow Kazuya permanently, not wanting the younger to be hurt because of his defiant attitude from when Hiroki saw them together. He had searched the boy and found out his name and the fact that he had lied when he said that he went in America, Hiroki not being anything more than your usual liar and playboy.

But he had failed. Jin had received a phone call telling him that Kazuya had disappeared from the man’s sight and that he couldn’t find Hiroki too. The older hadn’t needed anything more to rush towards Kazuya to find him and he had been lucky enough to have the boy jumping into his arms. But he was scared. Something had happened. And Jin couldn’t forgive himself if he didn’t do anything to solve the problem and punish the motherfucker.

“Where is he?” Jin asked with a cold voice, ready to do anything to take Hiroki down. “I’m on my way.” He added after a brief silence and left the apartment.

He only came back in the morning.