11 part III
“Kazuya!”
Hayato stepped back, and ran off.
He ignored the screams and calls from his friends and others.
Using the backdoor, he sprint his way towards the parking lot.
With a trembling hand, Kame took out his keys, and cursed himself when he missed a few times.
“KAZUYA!!!”
Kame jumped in clicked the button and went into his car.
“KAZUYA!”
He started the engine and drove off.
When he got home, Kame went into his office room and locked the door.
He went into the shelf, unlocked it, and take out a picture of his lover.
Not the teen’s picture.
It’s a picture of the teen’s father.
Picture of Jin, wearing a white button up shirt, loose black vest unbuttoned, and his fedora tilted to the side.
Jin held a peace sign as he’s holding his microphone.
And his mouth opened wide, calling out the one taking his picture.
“Jin…”
Drops after drops stain the frame.
Kame brought it to his chest and hugged it as if his life is depending on it.
He was startled when the door burst open, thus dropping the frame he’s holding on the floor, and slid off to the bottom of his table.
The teen looked him in the eyes, huffing, trying to catch his breath.
Kame stepped back, and before he turned around to run away, the younger flung himself and wrapped his arms immediately wrapped around the older one’s slim waist.
“Kazuya…”
Kame broke down and cry.
“Kazuya…?”
The teen tightened his hold around him.
“DON’T CALL ME THAT!”
With his strength, he pushed the younger off and away from him.
“Eh…?”
“Get away from me!!!”
He yelled.
“Kazu-“
“GET OUT!!!”
Hayato stepped forward as Kame kept stepping back.
He saw fear in the older one’s eyes.
Body trembling, and crying.
He stretched his as a sign for him to not get any closer.
“Kazuya… what’s wrong?”
“GET AWAY FROM ME!!!”
“WHY ARE YOU DOING THIS TO ME?!”
“GO AWAY!!!”
Before the older make his escape, Hayato pulled him to his embrace and locked him in tightly.
“go… away…”
He squirmed in his hold.
“go…”
His frantic cries turned to soft sniffs.
The teen was at lost of what happened, and to do.
He gently lifts the older up, and brought themselves towards the couch in the room.
Kame’s hand immediately tightened around the teen’s neck.
Still trembling, and he can feel the older’s whispers of “don’t go” over and over again.
“I’m here…”
The teen said to his ear.
“Kazuya-san… I’m here.”
He pulled the older off him gently, and look him in the eyes.
The teen leaned in and brush their lips together.
Kame’s eyes fluttered, and more tears come out of his eyes, and wet his already wet cheeks.
____****_______
They were silent for couple of hours.
Ignoring their ringing phones and cell phones.
And the knocks on their door.
“Sorry…”
Kame whispered.
“Hn?”
The teen looked at the older in his arms.
“I’m…”
Kame trailed.
“I’m sorry I was… like that.”
Hayato sighed, relieved.
“Do you want to talk about it, Kazuya-san?”
He drops kisses all over the older one’s face.
Kame bit his lips, and ignore the pain in his heart.
“I was jealous…”
LIAR
“I guess…”
He took in a shaky breath.
“I was jealous of… that girl.”
LIAR LIAR
“When you were up there…”
“With her…”
“The thought of you better off without me…”
“It scares me.”
You. Are. Such. A. LIAR
“And…”
Kame swallowed the lump in his throat.
“The image… won’t stop playing in my head.”
LIAR LIAR LIAR
Hayato smiled and cupped the older one’s chin with two of his fingers.
Gently forcing the other to look at him.
“I was thinking of you all the while I’m up on that stage.”
He chuckled.
“The entire time, I was thinking it was you I’m chasing around.”
“Besides…”
“Ashley’s a good friend of mine.”
“I personally asked her to co-star with me, because she has no feelings for me what so ever.”
“She’s like, a girl best friend.”
“I don’t like her the way I like you.”
“I don’t imagine kissing her, or… being intimate with her the way I do with you.”
“I don’t love her.”
The teen shook his head.
“I love you.”
“I love Kazuya.”
He closed their distance.
How could you…
How could you…
Isn’t that what you said to him years ago…?
Kame closed his eyes, and tried to shoo away the voices in his head.
How could you…
That’s what you said to him when he told you about L.A.
How could you…
That’s what you said to him when you found out about his affair.
How could you…
That’s what you said to him and recited his promise to you about happiness.
Now…
Kame tried to concentrate on the teen’s hands that are roaming around his body.
Now, you say it to yourself…
How Could You…
Do this to his son.
How could you say lie to him…
How could you, Kazuya…
Do this to the young one that is technically YOUR son too?
**__**__**__**
Kame arched his back, and moaned quietly.
“Kazuya-san…”
The teen moaned.
“I’m going to-“
“Come, Haya…”
Kame blinked back the tears, and forced out the voice off in his head.
“Come…”
Their body move in rhythms, and with one last thrust, the teen screamed out his name.
Kame arched his back, and called out the teen’s name.
His mind was screaming the teen’s name as he reached that peak with him.
“I love you…”
The teen smiled tiredly, placing his head on top of his chest.
“I love Haya too.”
He stroke the younger’s hair, lulling him to sleep.
Kame sighed, and let the tears fall once again.
It was the teen he saw just now.
It was Hayato.
Not Jin…
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