Fic: Aware
Title: Aware
Pairings: Akame, Pikame
Rating: PG-13
Genre: Romance, Drama, Angst
Author’s Notes: Written in Yamapi’s POV. This has the same storyline as Waiting and is for
kirei_shinigami. (: It’s not really necessary for you guys to read the other versions but I’ll be happy if you do! (: Hope you guys like it. :D Oh and don’t expect smut between Yamapi and Kazuya here so this is just quite short. :P♥
Summary: They may not be aware of it, but he is always aware of what they have been doing all this time every week when they go to the usual bar.
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We entered the bar we always go to, all the while wrapping an arm around you as I led us to the counter to get something to drink. He was just behind us and this time, I felt slightly uncomfortable with him around. I did had the option of not inviting him this time, but I know you wouldn’t be happy without him around as well so I had no choice but to let him go.
We ordered our usual drinks and I suddenly felt excited that I lost count of how many shots I already drank. He, on the other hand, was just drinking slowly, having small sips from time to time, and I think he was just on his second or third shot for the night.
I scooted closer to you and pulled you closer and gave you a long kiss on the lips before I sensed you already pushing me away. I looked at you dumbfounded and I can see a hint of worry in your eyes but I ignored it, leaning once again to claim your lips. You let me this time and I entered my tongue in your mouth, slowly exploring it until it got in contact with yours.
I pulled you closer and deeper in the kiss, the alcohol really getting to my head already, and my lungs started burning and I’m sure yours too, so this time I was the one who pulled away. I looked at your flushed face and ran a thumb across your swollen lips, smirking a bit as I sneaked a glance at Jin and I know he was watching all this time.
“Let’s dance,” I suggested softly in your ears and you shook your head, suggesting that you would just drink some more. I didn’t want to leave you but I was desperate to already get the energy building in my body, so I shrugged and left you there with him, and got on the dance floor.
I was really starting to feel the heat in my body rise, making me unbutton my buttons, all the while dancing along with the beats and randomly with the sexy ladies who dared to come near me. Everything around me was driving me crazy: the music, the alcohol, the ladies, everything.
I lost track of time but I was still dancing my heart out, taking advantage of the only day of the week we go to the bar. You may think that I’m already so drunk that I’ll never notice what you’ve been up to still sitting with him, but that’s where you’re wrong.
Even while dancing, I could still see you talking with him, until you gripped his arms and that’s when I know that you’re already drunk. You never hold him like that when you’re sober. And I can see he was already taking advantage of it.
But, watching that scene in front of me, why didn’t it hurt me as much as I expected? You’re mine, I love you, but why didn’t I feel so jealous when you’re talking, holding and looking at him like that? Was it because, it was Jin you’re talking to and not some random person? Shouldn’t I be angrier that it was a friend that you’re doing this with?
I shook my head and just continued dancing. I could sense his look at me and the next thing I knew, you were both gone. And I knew exactly what you were up to.
This wasn’t the first time you did this to me, Kazuya.
I know. I know because I caught him leaving the next morning and once he left your apartment, I went inside and I could see you all naked across your bed, sheets tussled and clothes thrown everywhere. But the last clue I had was the trails of sperm left on your bed, and that was when I knew, I knew that you did it with him.
But even after that, I never confronted you about it. I never confronted him about it. I may be confused for that, but in the end, it was maybe because I know, I’m aware that he loves you, and you love him, and you also love me.
Maybe it was because of that idea that I continued letting him go with us and continued going to the bar. Because me letting him go with the knowledge of what you’re going to do after is also like a way of letting you go, even for a bit, because I know you love him too.
I don’t know until when I could keep this up, with you sleeping with him once a week, and then having the rest of your days of the week spending them with me.
You’re mine, but I know deep inside, you’re also his.
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Author’s Notes: See, I told you it was short. XDDDD Darn. My face got scratched and I now I have this wound across my face. DDDX
What do you guys think? Comments are ♥ :]
Pairings: Akame, Pikame
Rating: PG-13
Genre: Romance, Drama, Angst
Author’s Notes: Written in Yamapi’s POV. This has the same storyline as Waiting and is for
kirei_shinigami. (: It’s not really necessary for you guys to read the other versions but I’ll be happy if you do! (: Hope you guys like it. :D Oh and don’t expect smut between Yamapi and Kazuya here so this is just quite short. :P♥
Summary: They may not be aware of it, but he is always aware of what they have been doing all this time every week when they go to the usual bar.
-
We entered the bar we always go to, all the while wrapping an arm around you as I led us to the counter to get something to drink. He was just behind us and this time, I felt slightly uncomfortable with him around. I did had the option of not inviting him this time, but I know you wouldn’t be happy without him around as well so I had no choice but to let him go.
We ordered our usual drinks and I suddenly felt excited that I lost count of how many shots I already drank. He, on the other hand, was just drinking slowly, having small sips from time to time, and I think he was just on his second or third shot for the night.
I scooted closer to you and pulled you closer and gave you a long kiss on the lips before I sensed you already pushing me away. I looked at you dumbfounded and I can see a hint of worry in your eyes but I ignored it, leaning once again to claim your lips. You let me this time and I entered my tongue in your mouth, slowly exploring it until it got in contact with yours.
I pulled you closer and deeper in the kiss, the alcohol really getting to my head already, and my lungs started burning and I’m sure yours too, so this time I was the one who pulled away. I looked at your flushed face and ran a thumb across your swollen lips, smirking a bit as I sneaked a glance at Jin and I know he was watching all this time.
“Let’s dance,” I suggested softly in your ears and you shook your head, suggesting that you would just drink some more. I didn’t want to leave you but I was desperate to already get the energy building in my body, so I shrugged and left you there with him, and got on the dance floor.
I was really starting to feel the heat in my body rise, making me unbutton my buttons, all the while dancing along with the beats and randomly with the sexy ladies who dared to come near me. Everything around me was driving me crazy: the music, the alcohol, the ladies, everything.
I lost track of time but I was still dancing my heart out, taking advantage of the only day of the week we go to the bar. You may think that I’m already so drunk that I’ll never notice what you’ve been up to still sitting with him, but that’s where you’re wrong.
Even while dancing, I could still see you talking with him, until you gripped his arms and that’s when I know that you’re already drunk. You never hold him like that when you’re sober. And I can see he was already taking advantage of it.
But, watching that scene in front of me, why didn’t it hurt me as much as I expected? You’re mine, I love you, but why didn’t I feel so jealous when you’re talking, holding and looking at him like that? Was it because, it was Jin you’re talking to and not some random person? Shouldn’t I be angrier that it was a friend that you’re doing this with?
I shook my head and just continued dancing. I could sense his look at me and the next thing I knew, you were both gone. And I knew exactly what you were up to.
This wasn’t the first time you did this to me, Kazuya.
I know. I know because I caught him leaving the next morning and once he left your apartment, I went inside and I could see you all naked across your bed, sheets tussled and clothes thrown everywhere. But the last clue I had was the trails of sperm left on your bed, and that was when I knew, I knew that you did it with him.
But even after that, I never confronted you about it. I never confronted him about it. I may be confused for that, but in the end, it was maybe because I know, I’m aware that he loves you, and you love him, and you also love me.
Maybe it was because of that idea that I continued letting him go with us and continued going to the bar. Because me letting him go with the knowledge of what you’re going to do after is also like a way of letting you go, even for a bit, because I know you love him too.
I don’t know until when I could keep this up, with you sleeping with him once a week, and then having the rest of your days of the week spending them with me.
You’re mine, but I know deep inside, you’re also his.
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Author’s Notes: See, I told you it was short. XDDDD Darn. My face got scratched and I now I have this wound across my face. DDDX
What do you guys think? Comments are ♥ :]