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Title: Undeniably Yours
Author: Raffi
Genre: Yaoi/Drama
Characters/Pairings: Shinjiro/Akihiko/Minato.
Chapters: [ 7 / 9 ]
Rating: PG
Summary: If there was a hidden camera somewhere in Aki’s room and was filming them right now, they would be a laughing stock for some weird comedy show. Their faces were so pale, ghosts could not compare to them.
Warnings: boys love...?
Length: ~ 1 150 words.
Notes: My dear beta-reader = my savior!
xX - Feels Like A Toy - Xx
He woke up with the first glimpse of sunlight, which was shyly peering through the curtains. The whole room was engulfed in soft and welcoming morning light, the one that makes you smile and glad to be alive. There was a tickling sensation on his neck - the breath of his beloved, who was resting right behind him. Last night was something out of this world and he could never imagine that the man lying right next to him was such a passionate lover. Everything seemed perfect. So, how it can get any better than this? He wondered though, doubts about all of it were slowly invading his mind and soul, turning this blissful, sweet morning into something unrecognizably bitter and grey.
He thought about so many things, but they were only coming down to Minato and Shinji. Even during his first minutes after awakening from slumber all he could think about were those two. Soap operas are so incredibly annoying to watch, but when you are a part of one - everything is completely different. He really began to believe that he was cursed.
‘Who loves who?’ is one of the dumbest, but turns out to be the most essential question in this soap opera he was stuck in. He wanted to laugh, but it was not even funny anymore. Perhaps, crying would be a solution, but he could not shed a single tear. Maybe dying- that’s just running away which is equal to ‘not an option’. So, what was left?
He hated it. Staring at the clock, he realized that those thoughts leeched his free time away. He could be doing whatever he wanted to by now, but he seemed to be glued down to bed. It was far past ten in the morning, meaning that Mitsuru was most likely up, and if he wouldn’t show up downstairs in next twenty minutes, she would come here to check on him; not because she is a witch that is against love and everything, it’s just that it’s Akihiko’s turn to take Koromaru for a walk.
…
Mitsuru was waiting patiently downstairs in the lobby for her childhood friend. Koromaru was looking up at her with those hopeful puppy eyes, begging her to take him out. She was no monster, no cold-hearted tyrant, but she could not go for a walk with the poor little pooch; because if she did, the whole schedule would be messed up and they’d have to structure it anew… And with all that Junpei’s complaining that he cannot get up so early to walk Koro…
‘I should really go check on Akihiko.’ She stated, leaving Koromaru behind.
…
‘Eeeauch! Damn you Shinji!’ Akihiko was stroking his reddish shoulder, ‘why did you bite me?’
‘Cuz you’re an idiot.’ Shinjiro grunted under his breath, while searching for his trousers somewhere beneath the bed he was sleeping earlier in. ‘Why didn’t you wake me up, you moron?’
‘Excuse m-’ They were interrupted by a knock on the door and a feminine voice spoke shortly after.
‘Akihiko, are you awake?’ Both men recognized Mitsuru.
If there was a hidden camera somewhere in Aki’s room and was filming them right now, they would be a laughing stock for some weird comedy show. Their faces were so pale, ghosts could not compare to them.
Shinjiro facepalmed and was thinking about a diversion, while Aki was nervously trying to make Mitsuru leave, for heaven’s sake. Akihiko’s eyes grew wide and were about to pop out as he saw Shinji opening the window, in an instant; he was already ready to jump.
‘You crazy?!’ He shouted only then realizing what he just did.
‘Who is crazy? Akihiko, is there someone else in your room?’ others would not even bother to stay there so long, knocking on the damn door, but it works completely different if you are Kirijo, ‘Akihiko, open the door. You should know better that it is against dorm regulations to have someone stay over at night.’
Sighing in defeat, he reached out to the door knob, was about to open it when Shinji grabbed his wrist and groaned, ‘Don’t you dare to even think about opening that door.’
Giving him a ‘just-what-else-am-I-supposed-to-do’ look, he, without even wanting to, came to understand why Shinjiro did not want that door opened.
Nude.
‘Open up.’ Mitsuru insisted; she was not the one to give up that easily.
‘Look, Shinji, we’ll be in far greater trouble if we make her use the spare key, and you know that she has one.’
‘So, you are telling me to greet her with my buddy showing off here? I never taught him to wave, Aki-‘
Their conversation ended as they heard a traitorous sound of the key moving in the lock, eventually following with a ‘click’ that signified that there was no other obstacle between their naked asses and red mademoiselle that would open the door.
Like, right now.
…
‘A-A-Akihiko-!’ Mitsuru exclaimed in the most shocked manner he ever heard her speak. No wonder, though. Even the most elegant lady that does not know much about the outside world would figure out what was going on in that room.
All they could’ve done during few seconds they were given before she had opened the door, was really pathetic and did not had a chance to convince Mitsuru that Shinji just dropped by few minutes ago.
Shinji was simply sitting there, on Aki’s bed, tapping his fingers on the sheets, his hair messy, with his torso exposed, only his lower body covered with blanket. He could not bring himself to actually say something, neither could Akihiko.
…
He woke up to the sound of a strange ruckus outside his room. Finally adjusting himself to the surroundings, he recognized Mitsuru’s voice talking to Akihiko in some stunned way. He wanted to sleep, to remain in this warm and extremely comfortable bed for two more hours at least, but his curiosity took the best of him.
Lifting his body from the sheets, he dressed quickly as he could and opened the door leading to the corridor of the second floor in the Iwatodai dorm.
Then he wished he really went back to sleep.
He was no fool; it was easy to understand as reading an open book, what is going on here. He did not need to ask, there was no reason. He saw almost shaking Mitsuru with pale face, along with half-dressed Akihiko standing in the door entrance, talking about something he did not want to hear.
It was Shinjiro’s voice coming from behind Aki that made everything crystal clear to him now.
They were spotted.
He did not felt like saying anything to make them turn around and notice that someone else is here. He felt like he was played with again, and it hurt like hell.
Author: Raffi
Genre: Yaoi/Drama
Characters/Pairings: Shinjiro/Akihiko/Minato.
Chapters: [ 7 / 9 ]
Rating: PG
Summary: If there was a hidden camera somewhere in Aki’s room and was filming them right now, they would be a laughing stock for some weird comedy show. Their faces were so pale, ghosts could not compare to them.
Warnings: boys love...?
Length: ~ 1 150 words.
Notes: My dear beta-reader = my savior!
xX - Feels Like A Toy - Xx
He woke up with the first glimpse of sunlight, which was shyly peering through the curtains. The whole room was engulfed in soft and welcoming morning light, the one that makes you smile and glad to be alive. There was a tickling sensation on his neck - the breath of his beloved, who was resting right behind him. Last night was something out of this world and he could never imagine that the man lying right next to him was such a passionate lover. Everything seemed perfect. So, how it can get any better than this? He wondered though, doubts about all of it were slowly invading his mind and soul, turning this blissful, sweet morning into something unrecognizably bitter and grey.
He thought about so many things, but they were only coming down to Minato and Shinji. Even during his first minutes after awakening from slumber all he could think about were those two. Soap operas are so incredibly annoying to watch, but when you are a part of one - everything is completely different. He really began to believe that he was cursed.
‘Who loves who?’ is one of the dumbest, but turns out to be the most essential question in this soap opera he was stuck in. He wanted to laugh, but it was not even funny anymore. Perhaps, crying would be a solution, but he could not shed a single tear. Maybe dying- that’s just running away which is equal to ‘not an option’. So, what was left?
He hated it. Staring at the clock, he realized that those thoughts leeched his free time away. He could be doing whatever he wanted to by now, but he seemed to be glued down to bed. It was far past ten in the morning, meaning that Mitsuru was most likely up, and if he wouldn’t show up downstairs in next twenty minutes, she would come here to check on him; not because she is a witch that is against love and everything, it’s just that it’s Akihiko’s turn to take Koromaru for a walk.
…
Mitsuru was waiting patiently downstairs in the lobby for her childhood friend. Koromaru was looking up at her with those hopeful puppy eyes, begging her to take him out. She was no monster, no cold-hearted tyrant, but she could not go for a walk with the poor little pooch; because if she did, the whole schedule would be messed up and they’d have to structure it anew… And with all that Junpei’s complaining that he cannot get up so early to walk Koro…
‘I should really go check on Akihiko.’ She stated, leaving Koromaru behind.
…
‘Eeeauch! Damn you Shinji!’ Akihiko was stroking his reddish shoulder, ‘why did you bite me?’
‘Cuz you’re an idiot.’ Shinjiro grunted under his breath, while searching for his trousers somewhere beneath the bed he was sleeping earlier in. ‘Why didn’t you wake me up, you moron?’
‘Excuse m-’ They were interrupted by a knock on the door and a feminine voice spoke shortly after.
‘Akihiko, are you awake?’ Both men recognized Mitsuru.
If there was a hidden camera somewhere in Aki’s room and was filming them right now, they would be a laughing stock for some weird comedy show. Their faces were so pale, ghosts could not compare to them.
Shinjiro facepalmed and was thinking about a diversion, while Aki was nervously trying to make Mitsuru leave, for heaven’s sake. Akihiko’s eyes grew wide and were about to pop out as he saw Shinji opening the window, in an instant; he was already ready to jump.
‘You crazy?!’ He shouted only then realizing what he just did.
‘Who is crazy? Akihiko, is there someone else in your room?’ others would not even bother to stay there so long, knocking on the damn door, but it works completely different if you are Kirijo, ‘Akihiko, open the door. You should know better that it is against dorm regulations to have someone stay over at night.’
Sighing in defeat, he reached out to the door knob, was about to open it when Shinji grabbed his wrist and groaned, ‘Don’t you dare to even think about opening that door.’
Giving him a ‘just-what-else-am-I-supposed-to-do’ look, he, without even wanting to, came to understand why Shinjiro did not want that door opened.
Nude.
‘Open up.’ Mitsuru insisted; she was not the one to give up that easily.
‘Look, Shinji, we’ll be in far greater trouble if we make her use the spare key, and you know that she has one.’
‘So, you are telling me to greet her with my buddy showing off here? I never taught him to wave, Aki-‘
Their conversation ended as they heard a traitorous sound of the key moving in the lock, eventually following with a ‘click’ that signified that there was no other obstacle between their naked asses and red mademoiselle that would open the door.
Like, right now.
…
‘A-A-Akihiko-!’ Mitsuru exclaimed in the most shocked manner he ever heard her speak. No wonder, though. Even the most elegant lady that does not know much about the outside world would figure out what was going on in that room.
All they could’ve done during few seconds they were given before she had opened the door, was really pathetic and did not had a chance to convince Mitsuru that Shinji just dropped by few minutes ago.
Shinji was simply sitting there, on Aki’s bed, tapping his fingers on the sheets, his hair messy, with his torso exposed, only his lower body covered with blanket. He could not bring himself to actually say something, neither could Akihiko.
…
He woke up to the sound of a strange ruckus outside his room. Finally adjusting himself to the surroundings, he recognized Mitsuru’s voice talking to Akihiko in some stunned way. He wanted to sleep, to remain in this warm and extremely comfortable bed for two more hours at least, but his curiosity took the best of him.
Lifting his body from the sheets, he dressed quickly as he could and opened the door leading to the corridor of the second floor in the Iwatodai dorm.
Then he wished he really went back to sleep.
He was no fool; it was easy to understand as reading an open book, what is going on here. He did not need to ask, there was no reason. He saw almost shaking Mitsuru with pale face, along with half-dressed Akihiko standing in the door entrance, talking about something he did not want to hear.
It was Shinjiro’s voice coming from behind Aki that made everything crystal clear to him now.
They were spotted.
He did not felt like saying anything to make them turn around and notice that someone else is here. He felt like he was played with again, and it hurt like hell.