[Closed] I will come to you

[demonofiniquity]

Title: I will come to you
Characters: Aiba Masaki, Sakurai Sho
Location: Come Again/Aiba's Place
Week: Week 24, Saturday, February 5th 6:58 pm
Rating: yep, going NC-17
Warnings: Fluffs, cuddles, clings, etc. ...etc being some much-needed make-up sex

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[shomelove]

After his slight confrontation with Misono, Sho had begun to think about things differently. He wouldn't say he'd budged on that feeling of betrayal, because his trust had been taken for granted. He wouldn't say he was any more comfortable with the idea of it being Yesung, because that in Sho's mind made things more intimate than he'd been anticipating.

But he could say he was sorry for acting like the sole victim, and for taking such a long time to himself. Maybe it wasn't actually a long time, but it felt like an eternity without his boyfriend, and it hurt a lot more than it helped

[demonofiniquity]

Aiba very nearly fell out of his chair. He knew that voice.

As it was, he flailed, dropped the magazine, and his feet did briefly go up in the air before he regained his balance on the chair once again.

"Sho!" Aiba didn't mean to shout, it was just the surprise talking. He flushed a little at his spastic reaction, hesitating half-out of his chair as if he wasn't sure what he wanted to do. "W-what-what..."

What are you doing here? was on the tip of his tongue, but Aiba bit it back. Why question such a promising thing? Unless Sho was here to break up with him, and Aiba couldn't let himself think that.

"What do you want?" he said instead, looking at Sho with a cautious sort of hope.

[shomelove]

Sho didn't mean to scare him like that, he'd just thought it was a good idea to get Aiba's attention. He moved forward a little to help his boyfriend if he needed it, but the demon was stable, at the very least, even if he was sort of weirdly hanging off part of the chair.

"I can't do this anymore," he expressed, immediately realizing how wrong that sounded and scrambling to fix it, "I mean being apart! I can't be apart anymore, sorry. Sorry, I meant... not seeing you. I can't do that not seeing."

Because it made him miserable and it kept him up at night and sleeping would be so much easier sometimes if Aiba could be there with him, warm and solid.

"I want you still."

Oh god, he hoped no one else was in the store.

[demonofiniquity]

Aiba's eyes did get kind of really wide when Sho's first sentence clued in to his slightly racing thoughts. It wasn't the only thing racing after that either, his heart kind of stuttering faster. He was definitely relieved when Sho rushed to correct himself, but Aiba's heartbeat remained quick.

Sho didn't really have to be the most eloquent. Aiba wasn't eloquent either and somehow they'd always managed to understand each other anyway. So it didn't matter much to Aiba that Sho was stumbling over words or the way he looked kind of incredibly awkward just standing there. Aiba finally decided what to do, pushing himself up out of the chair, if not a little clumsily himself, and moving closer to Sho.

He was still afraid, a little, to believe that things might...be okay again. Aiba didn't necessarily expect that Sho would forgive him, maybe not ever, but maybe Sho could accept him anyway.

There was a lot, a lot, that Aiba wanted to do, but he settled for reaching out and threading his fingers gently in the hair atop Sho's head, and

[shomelove]

Sho wasn't the type to hold a grudge. He could find a way to forgive when he felt someone had wronged him, just as he hoped that others would forgive him when he made mistakes of his own. This happened to be a very big 'mess up' in some ways, but in other ways he knew that Aiba had helped his friends and was healthy again. Sho had to be able to see the positives or else it was just... pointless. Aiba was too important to him for him to not consider other sides.

He sighed when Aiba's fingers went through his hair, his nerves relaxing enough that he could look Aiba in the eye without feeling like he was going to pass out or cry.

"I'm still a bit mad," Sho informed him, face serious as ever, "But I love you. I don't want to be without you."

[demonofiniquity]

It was astounding, actually, what a simple sigh from Sho could do to Aiba. It was like every hair in his body suddenly stood on end, and a deceptively innocent warmth snaked down his spine.

But it was a happy warmth, that offset the persistent sadness that still lingered in both of them. Because it was painful to talk about this, no matter how much they cared for each other.

"I'm still yours, Sho," Aiba answered in turn. And if it hadn't yet shown how much it was, had been, burdening Aiba not to be able to be close to Sho, it came through now, completely outside of Aiba's ability to control when his arms coiled around Sho, and Aiba burrowed into his hair, just to breathe, just for a moment, just to be with Sho.

"I'm always going to be yours," he muffled. "I'll be with you, however much you want me, however much...I can be. I love you, too much." He was definitely not going to cry, even if his voice was going all stupid and shaky.

[shomelove]

Sho hadn't been entirely sure what he'd be in for when he saw Aiba again. He'd let enough time pass that he worried Aiba wouldn't be interested in seeing him or hearing what he had to say. Silly, of course, especially with the way Aiba was telling him that Sho would always have him.

Sho wrapped his arms around Aiba tightly and held him close, comforted by the press of Aiba's body to his own. He'd missed this so incredibly much. There was no one else in the world who could make him feel this way. Like everything would work out, that everything was wonderful, no matter how frustrating or upsetting a day had been.

"I'm sorry I kept you waiting," Sho apologized as he rocked them gently, back and forth, "I just realized that if the other option had been me losing you, what happened... didn't seem as bad."

Sho would let it happen again, even, if those were the choices. Because he'd given Aiba his word about wanting to be with him, and that he meant from the bottom of his heart.

[demonofiniquity]

Aiba was not even thinking of the time, of the fact that he should have locked the door three minutes ago, that there was no real reason to continue to stand there beside the counter like they were. Because none of that really mattered at the moment, nothing really did beyond being near to each other, and saying what they both needed to say. Aiba was completely okay with that, he would be okay with anything as long as Sho kept rocking them like he was.

"You have nothing to be sorry for," Aiba tried to assure as firmly as possible when his lips had detoured to speaking between light little kisses to Sho's forehead.

"Nothing at all, okay? We knew this would be hard. I knew-" Aiba broke off to draw in a slightly steadying breath. He needed it. "I'm just glad you're still here, okay? I don't mind waiting. You needed that time."

There was a pause in which Aiba seemed barely to breathe, nose now nudging the same forehead he'd just kissed. "Okay, really I did mind. But only because I missed you."

[shomelove]

They had both known it would be hard, yeah, but Sho hadn't been anticipating something like this. Maybe it had been unfair for Sho to rule out anyone close to Aiba, who might make Aiba feel more comfortable, but then... wasn't a punishment part of the deal? What was going to happen to Yesung now?

Sho couldn't let his thoughts go there, not when he was wrapped up with Aiba and the conversation was good. Sho wanted to smile and cling even more tightly. He'd taken his time to process things, he'd not done anything rash or stupid. He'd just moped, and now here he was. Maybe a little upset still, sure, but at least he could push the pain away.

"I know it won't get easy, but maybe it'll get easier," Sho hoped aloud, nudging until he could brush his nose with Aiba's. He could condense his moping to a week, or a few days. Something less drastic, something just a little less painful - he was rooting for that.

"I missed you too."

And with that, he lowered his chin, tilted his head, and leaned in to capture a kiss.

[demonofiniquity]

Easier. Oh, Aiba hoped. He would gladly endure this kind of pain every six months if it meant he got to stay with Sho, but, hopefully...hopefully it wouldn't have to be that. Hopefully, they could do better next time

[shomelove]

Sho was trying his best not to laugh against Aiba's lips. Even though it would accurately convey the happiness bursting out of him in the moment, it would definitely make kissing more of a struggle, and there hadn't been much kissing in the last few weeks. Oh did he miss kissing!

He let out a tiny 'oomph' when his back met the door, but he returned each and every one of Aiba's soft kisses, eyes blazing with affection. This person in front of him was so wonderful, so unique. He was attractive and strong, but weak to the wants of others and the conflict there was so charming. So Aiba.

"Okay," Sho agreed, leaving another light kiss on Aiba's lips, "But only if I get to stay the night."

[demonofiniquity]

Somewhere from within that light kiss, Aiba's giggle drifted out, and Aiba spun them around, his hands finding themselves...firmly planted on Sho's bottom, for the time being.

"If you stay the night, I'll carry you upstairs," Aiba threatened, which would have been a lot more convincing had he not then pulled Sho against him, and up off the ground a little by his bottom, only to drop him a few steps later with a disappointed sort of grunt into Sho's cheek.

He was still smiling. "Just not that way," he added with another laugh.

[shomelove]

Sho wasn't sure why Aiba was saying that as if Sho wouldn't like it. If Aiba wanted to carry him up the stairs? Sho was all for it! He wanted to... as stupid as it might sound if he dared say it aloud, he wanted to belong to Aiba again. He wanted to be able to let go and let someone else do the thinking for just a moment or two.

"I thought you said you were better now," Sho teased, pressing his hands against Aiba's stomach and playfully feeling for his abs, "Use your muscle, Masaki!"

Though before he was fairly certain he'd been the one to hold Aiba up in the past. Heh heh.

[demonofiniquity]

Aiba couldn't help laughing at the sensation of Sho's fingers feeling at his stomach, his abs, through the shirt. It definitely tickled.

But Sho triggered an idea for Aiba, a good one, and Aiba laughed a little gleefully, wrapping his arms rather tightly around Sho, making sure he had a good hold. "I am better, and I have a better idea. But I haven't done it for awhile so..."

Nuzzling beneath Sho's jawline, Aiba nipped lightly. "Hang on, Sho."

And in a blink, that felt a bit like an impossibly strong wind sweeping up to carry them away so fast everything blurred together, they both disappeared. When they reappeared, Sho's weight resettled atop him and Aiba sunk a little into the mattress of his bed beneath them.

"Ha! I can still do it," Aiba beamed proudly.

[shomelove]

Sho was up for hearing any idea that Aiba might have. Maybe he would just twist it around so that Sho was the one giving Aiba a piggyback ride up to the apartment above the shop.

"Hang on?" he repeated in interest, instinctively tightening his grip on Aiba's frame.

For a moment he felt as if he'd been hit by a tidal wave, then sucked back with a powerful undertow. But when he was about to flail his arms in a panicked drowning, he was... in bed with Aiba.

"Oh my god..." he spoke, his fingers curling against Aiba's chest, "Oh my god."

[demonofiniquity]

Aiba held back on a giggle, even though the look on Sho's face, complete surprise and bewilderment was at once adorable and hilarious. He reached up, soothing fingers pushing back dark hair to get a better look at Sho's face while the man still clutched at him.

"Are you okay? Should I have warned you better? You're okay, right?" he worried a bit.

It was one thing to tell someone it was possible to 'teleport' with another person, it was another to actually pull them along with you.