Courtesy Call (1st Part)
Characters: Nishikido Ryo, Sawajiri Erika, mention of Uchi
Pairing: Nishikido Ryo/ Sawajiri Erika
Genre: Romance, Drama, Smutt?
DISCLAIMER: Characters are not mine. Just wishing.
“This couldn't be happening.” He thinks as he stares on his TV, watching the news about Sawajiri Erika's return to Japan from a 3 month vacation in Spain as if it was the answer of saving the whole world from global recession.
Ryo watches as he sees her being hounded by media as she walks through the airport, a simple duffel bag on her shoulder, a dark bull cap on her head, glasses hiding her eyes, her lovely head bowed down. She never smiled, never answered at everything they were asking her instead she just trods on carefully, avoiding the incident that happened 2 years before when her bag fell and its contents scattered on the floor.
“You'll marry me, will you?” She asks him, forehead on his, legs wrapped around his waist, her flawless behind resting uncomfortably on the edge of the sink inside his bathroom. He just withdrew from her, both of their bodies slicked with sweat.
“There'll come a time.” He whispers on her ear before dipping his mouth down the crook of her neck.
“And when is that time?” She tilts her head as her hands grab fistfuls of his locks, pushing him fully to her. “Ryo...” She calls his name hoarsely, her eyes shutting instantly as he feasts on her breasts.
Ryo pulls away from her in the meantime before looking up at her.
“Soon.” He tells her before getting back to whatever he was doing prior from what he just did.
“Ryo...” Erika drags his head to hers, taking over his mouth, kissing him openmouthedly, her tongue finding his. “Aishteru.” She says after taking a breath.
He smirks before he claim her lips this time, kissing her with so much passion, holding on her as if every bone in her system is going to break.
He shakes his head from reminsicing that scene, one of the memorable scenes they've shared together. And it wasn't from a dorama. Their relationship was that of a dangerous affair. An enigmatic rendezvous. But whenever they find each other, they will completely forget who they were, what they do, and if there was a clause on the contract they've signed that they should never be involved with the opposite sex. For 5 straight months, they got on smoothly without other people interfering with what they were sharing. But when Uchi, his bestfriend for many years witnessed the aftermath of their passionate relationship right on the heart of his living room, just on top of his red plush carpets, he realized that he should confess to someone, one way or the other.
From then, he also realizes that he has to be more careful, if he doesn't want the whole Kanjani8 and NewS to find out about it. But taking the extra necessary precautions also means sacrifice as he and Erika agrees that they will just see each other once a week. It was painful, for both of them not being able to spend their free time together even if their quality time only means snuggling together on his couch, watching their favorite movies.
Ryo closes his eyes painfully, letting his column lean on the mentioned couch. Melancholia taking over, he barely hears his phone ringing.
“Moshi moshi...” He speaks on the receiver. What he heard on the other line was a deafening silence and at once, he knew what the call was about.
“Ore.”
It was the same velvety voice he usually hears nearly 4 years ago, calling his name whenever they're already reaching their climax.
“Nani?” Ryo's heart began beating madly in his ribcage, he thought it was going to explode.
“Where are you right now?”
“Here in my---”
“Can I come to you?”
“Eh?”