Please Say You Don't Love Me o6/o8
o6: Mental
Band practice the next day is like another mental torture session for the both men. Their eyes are locked with their current lovers. However, their hearts are not with them but with the other.
“Tora-kun, I’ll go get us some drinks, be back,” Saga said, kissing the taller man briefly.
“Wait, I want to go too!” Nao said.
“Hiroto wants some soymilk too,” Shou said, “Wait for me.”
The band room is quiet, leaving only Hiroto and Tora in the room. Tora looked at Hiroto in the eye for the first time today and immediately looked down on the wooden floor. He didn’t know what to say to the younger man, especially since things has gone for such a drastic turn. Besides, he seems so happy with Shou, he absolutely have no right to take the vocalist away from him. He massaged his temples in frustration.
Daisuki dayo, Hiroto-kun
He sighed softly for he knows he can never say those words to Hiroto anymore. Yet he realizes that his heart can no longer hold to its confines of what is wrong. He discovers that he needs to do this, if not he will never have a chance to know how it is like to hold his hand in his, or the feeling of wrapping his arms round his waist. With a deep breath, he walked towards the younger man and leaned down to kiss him.
The kiss was a brief one, yet both know that the feeling embedded within is real, with raw passion.
Hiroto looked at Tora, bewilderment written all over his face. His fingertips gingerly traced his pout lips, where it was touched by the other guitarist’s. Suddenly, he realized that he cannot hold his tears back, and all it did was flow, with no sobs in between. The dark haired man looked worried at the sight and laid his warm hand against his cheek, attempting to wipe his tears away. Just when the older man was about to say something, the door immediately swung open.
“Oh, sorry to disturb the moment,” Nao said, “psst, don’t worry. Nothing happened from the moment I opened the door.”
All of a sudden, the raven haired man realized where he has placed his hand and immediately placed his hand in his pocket.
“Sorry,” he mumbled.
Hiroto wiped his tears on his sleeve immediately, which Tora finds adorable.
“Uh, it’s alright. Save the kisses for the fans next time,” he laughed.
It doesn’t take a genius to know that the brunette is totally faking it.
Tora smiled slightly at Hiroto before returning to his couch, but before he can reach his destination. He hears the door open, and with a slam, Saga had him pinned on the floor.
“So how’s my tiger?” Saga cooed.
“Impatient,” Tora growled, trying to forget that moment when he lost control of himself
“Hey hey, I said no sex in the band room,” Nao hollered.
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“I SWEAR Tora was going all touchy-feely with Hiroto back in the band room!” Nao shouted on his cellphone.
“SHHHHH, it is hurting my ears!” Shou said, attempting to put a stop to the loud and booming voice.
“Yayyyyyy! I am so happy for Hiroto. It seems that we’ve succeeded!” Saga cheered.
“Yeah!” Nao said, “and I miss you so much, Saga-kun. My bed feels cold and I am hard already.”
“What, you missed me because you want to get into my pants?!” Saga exclaimed.
"Erm, I think I shall hang up for now," Shou said as he ended the call.
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o5: Bastard | o7: Too close for comfort
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Okay, I think this is most probably going to go over 8 chapters...
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