new fic: Hitsu/Aki: Anniversaries
title: Anniversaries
author; sango houshi
not sure where i was going with this, but i'll continue it, just in case it turns out good
“You know what’s weird?”
Aki turned to the redheaded guitarist. It usually started like this. Their conversations. Usually Hitsugi started talking about something or other only to hear Aki’s voice. Not that the silence was awkward, he just liked hearing Aki’s voice.
A little too much.
Which was unfortunate for him because Aki was the silent type and only spoke when prompted to. And today was movie night. Silence was their unspoken rule.
Hitsugi was sitting comfortably on Aki’s couch, leaning against the armrest, his legs on the middle cushion, tangled with Aki’s.
A little too comfortable.
Aki’s eyes flickered to him in acknowledgement showing that he’d heard, before black orbs returned to the film. They were both big Anthony Hopkins fans.
Hitsugi leaned over reaching for his beer, his mouth inexplicably dry all of a sudden. Noticing small details-like how soft yet cold Aki’s feet were against his calves as the bassist buried them to get some warmth-were starting to get to him. He usually paid no mind to these things-like how the bassist was trembling slightly from the cold and was rubbing his feet against Hitsugi’s legs again.
Details.
Think about the big picture.
Silence of the Lambs. Bloody suspense. It was safe (in a twisted sort of way) rather than thinking about soft skin, long legs, shivering….Aki. He gasped.
“What’s weird?” Aki asked, snapping him out of the dangerous path his thoughts had taken.
“Oh…no nothing. Its just that I’ve seen this movie before but I always see something new.” The redhead lied.
Aki’s eyes immediately went back to the screen, a huffed ‘hn’ emitting disinterestedly from his throat and Hitsugi had to force himself not to sag in relief.
After a particularly suspenseful scene in the movie, Aki turned back to Hitsugi.
“Now I know that wasn’t what you wanted to say.”
Hitsugi started, his eyes going wide. He felt like a deer caught in the headlights.
Could Aki have somehow gotten telekinetic powers without him knowing and could now read minds?!
Ok, no. stop. Breathe.
This was Aki he was talking about.
“What do you mean?” Hitsugi asked, appearing innocent. Too innocent.
“We’ve seen this movie dozens of times and you’ve never interrupted before. Come on whats really on your mind?”
“Oh, nothing, really.” He said a little too quickly. At Aki’s scrutiny he began to twitch, but thankfully the half blonde dropped the subject, saying simply, “you’re a horrible liar”, before returning to the film.
Once the credits started rolling, Aki got up and went to the kitchen to throw their beer bottles away, all the while scheming as his body went on autopilot. He hadn’t been able to focus on the movie. What Hitsugi thought were sly glances felt like outright stares to Aki and the guitarist’s entire demeanor had changed. The redhead hadn’t relaxed for the rest of the movie, nearly curling up in a ball, and taking his legs away from Aki-so warm he’d been too.
Which led Aki to believe that there was something going on. Based on how Hitsugi’s whole character had changed after he started talking and how he avoided answering Aki or even looking him in the eye, Aki assumed that the subject must’ve been embarrassing to the redhead. Using powers of deduction that could rival that of Sherlock Holmes, Aki thought he figured it out.
Aki knew hitsugi like the back of his hand. While there were a few topics that made the guitarist blush (like where else he was pierced) nothing got him more uncomfortable than sex.
But what he didn’t understand-if that was really what was bothering Hitsugi-was why he was embarrassed to talk to him about it. They didn’t have secrets, so all the cards were on the table. They spoke freely and openly about everything. Sure it sounded girly, but Aki was gay and Hitsugi hadn’t gotten any in so long Aki wasn’t sure what he was anymore. But their friendship spanned a decade, definitely no secrets.
Like…Aki knew about Hitsugi’s one and only time with a man and Hitsugi knew all of Aki’s sexual escapades. Not that the bassist bragged, but he had what Hitsugi called the ‘just fucked’ look, even hours after the event.
so...should i continue?
chapter 2
author; sango houshi
not sure where i was going with this, but i'll continue it, just in case it turns out good
“You know what’s weird?”
Aki turned to the redheaded guitarist. It usually started like this. Their conversations. Usually Hitsugi started talking about something or other only to hear Aki’s voice. Not that the silence was awkward, he just liked hearing Aki’s voice.
A little too much.
Which was unfortunate for him because Aki was the silent type and only spoke when prompted to. And today was movie night. Silence was their unspoken rule.
Hitsugi was sitting comfortably on Aki’s couch, leaning against the armrest, his legs on the middle cushion, tangled with Aki’s.
A little too comfortable.
Aki’s eyes flickered to him in acknowledgement showing that he’d heard, before black orbs returned to the film. They were both big Anthony Hopkins fans.
Hitsugi leaned over reaching for his beer, his mouth inexplicably dry all of a sudden. Noticing small details-like how soft yet cold Aki’s feet were against his calves as the bassist buried them to get some warmth-were starting to get to him. He usually paid no mind to these things-like how the bassist was trembling slightly from the cold and was rubbing his feet against Hitsugi’s legs again.
Details.
Think about the big picture.
Silence of the Lambs. Bloody suspense. It was safe (in a twisted sort of way) rather than thinking about soft skin, long legs, shivering….Aki. He gasped.
“What’s weird?” Aki asked, snapping him out of the dangerous path his thoughts had taken.
“Oh…no nothing. Its just that I’ve seen this movie before but I always see something new.” The redhead lied.
Aki’s eyes immediately went back to the screen, a huffed ‘hn’ emitting disinterestedly from his throat and Hitsugi had to force himself not to sag in relief.
After a particularly suspenseful scene in the movie, Aki turned back to Hitsugi.
“Now I know that wasn’t what you wanted to say.”
Hitsugi started, his eyes going wide. He felt like a deer caught in the headlights.
Could Aki have somehow gotten telekinetic powers without him knowing and could now read minds?!
Ok, no. stop. Breathe.
This was Aki he was talking about.
“What do you mean?” Hitsugi asked, appearing innocent. Too innocent.
“We’ve seen this movie dozens of times and you’ve never interrupted before. Come on whats really on your mind?”
“Oh, nothing, really.” He said a little too quickly. At Aki’s scrutiny he began to twitch, but thankfully the half blonde dropped the subject, saying simply, “you’re a horrible liar”, before returning to the film.
Once the credits started rolling, Aki got up and went to the kitchen to throw their beer bottles away, all the while scheming as his body went on autopilot. He hadn’t been able to focus on the movie. What Hitsugi thought were sly glances felt like outright stares to Aki and the guitarist’s entire demeanor had changed. The redhead hadn’t relaxed for the rest of the movie, nearly curling up in a ball, and taking his legs away from Aki-so warm he’d been too.
Which led Aki to believe that there was something going on. Based on how Hitsugi’s whole character had changed after he started talking and how he avoided answering Aki or even looking him in the eye, Aki assumed that the subject must’ve been embarrassing to the redhead. Using powers of deduction that could rival that of Sherlock Holmes, Aki thought he figured it out.
Aki knew hitsugi like the back of his hand. While there were a few topics that made the guitarist blush (like where else he was pierced) nothing got him more uncomfortable than sex.
But what he didn’t understand-if that was really what was bothering Hitsugi-was why he was embarrassed to talk to him about it. They didn’t have secrets, so all the cards were on the table. They spoke freely and openly about everything. Sure it sounded girly, but Aki was gay and Hitsugi hadn’t gotten any in so long Aki wasn’t sure what he was anymore. But their friendship spanned a decade, definitely no secrets.
Like…Aki knew about Hitsugi’s one and only time with a man and Hitsugi knew all of Aki’s sexual escapades. Not that the bassist bragged, but he had what Hitsugi called the ‘just fucked’ look, even hours after the event.
so...should i continue?
chapter 2