LOG: Shishido Ryou and Atobe Keigo
Who: Shishido Ryou and Atobe Keigo
What: They have an important discussion
When: the 10th of January
Where: the onsen
Rating: PG-13
Comments/Crits: go for it.
Atobe wasn't used to have such time to himself. It was just unnatural. But it did mean he could go and do things he had been wanting to do since he got to school. But he didn't want to do them alone. More and more he had realized that he rather liked company and a certain company above all others. Which was why he had called up Shishido Ryou. He didn't know if the other was free to come, but Atobe wanted to go to the onsen. He'd heard a great deal about it, and what better way to enjoy it than with a grumpy...whatever Shishido was to him. He just hoped the other wasn't busy.
He was. Shishido had a meeting with the course leader regarding his optional subjects. But he found himself saying to Atobe that he was free. It was weird, changing his priorities for a few moments with that person without even thinking. Then again, Shishido wasn't the type to think before act. Still, making time for Choutarou was one thing he was used to, but Atobe, that was still pretty new even though they had been at it for a month. He told the blond to meet him there, at the onsen because he had just one little thing to do. The little thing was rescheduling his meeting.
That was new. Shishido being the one to reschedule. He didn't know that though. So instead, the blond just waited at the entry of the onsen. He didn't know how long he would have to wait. He leaned against the wall and checked his cellphone for messages. There were none. His new assistant was very good. He wondered if Shishido knew about the little job he had given the brunette's best friend.
Shishido was a little late, but not too much. He had to come up with an excuse that wasn't 'I'm going to the onsen with the guy I've been sleeping with'. He didn't want to be latest all. It was ready difficult to see him and, even though the brunette never said and never would say 'I need more time with you', he wanted as much as he could get. "Hey..." Shishido called as he approached. Damn, when was it that he saw him last? A day ago? How come he looked better... He always looked better.
Atobe was impatient. He knew he was getting antsy. He didn't like being made to wait long and what was more, it was for Shishido. He didn't know why he was so eager to see him again. He tapped his foot peevishly as he waited. But the moment he saw the brunette, the tapping stopped and he didn't feel as annoyed anymore. He raised a hand to wave back. "About time." He called back, knowing it would probably turn into an argument, and welcoming it.
"You're not the only one with shit to do, you know?" Shishido replied with a frown. He wasn't worried or scared to puss Atobe off, but he honestly wanted more time with him, a proper argument would ruin that. But that didn't mean he couldn't be a little stingy. "And I was going to say you look nice, whatever not. You just look like a pain in the ass like always" he added as he walked past him.
He laughed. "Another sideways compliment. Always saying what you want without meaning a word of it. It's cute." He sniped back with a grin, catching up with the brunette quickly. It was his way of saying "I missed you." It had only been a few days, but he had. Strange, missing someone like that. "But I'm sure your...shit...was of great importance, to make Ore-sama wait." Though he hadn't waited all that long.
"It wasn’t." He lied. Why he did it was a mystery. Maybe he didn't want Atobe to know that he was making an effort, or for the other not to feel bad. Tsc, how could he be thinking like that?? Worried about Atobe that much. "And it wasn't a compliment, I didn't get to say it so it doesn't count. I changed my mind." the brunette make his way in and began to undress. "You've been having lots of free time. Did you get the sack?" he teased, looking back at the other as he undid his pants.
He supposed this was a good a time as any to mention it. "I hired an assistant. They've been doing an amazing job arranging things. I should have done it much much sooner. I'd have been far happier had I." He had just thought of it as cheating, as he had wanted to outdo his father and prove himself capable. But even his father had an army of secretaries. He just had Choutarou. He was still winning.
He tried not to look at the other stripping. He did so love looking at that body. Shishido was indeed an amazing looking man. "I should have a lot more free time. Though "have fun" is a strange thing for me. I might have to developed a hobby or find reasons to take you out." Like, it's Thursday...or I'm wearing blue.
"Is 'they' a guy?" the brunette looked away, into the empty locker, trying to hide the fact that, suddenly, he was jealous. Someone was making and arranging Atobe's diary, a job Shishido would never want, but still,... "Guys are not very good PAs, just so you know. "Have fun is reason enough to take me wherever."
He nodded. Time to drop the bomb. "They is Ohtori." He nodded once. "And it's only temporary. He...needed a distraction." It was all he could do as a friend. Plus it gave Ohtori extra spending money and looked good on his resume to have the Atobe name under previous employers. He shrugged and started to unbutton his shirt. "So, I'll be taking you out more. Though school work comes first."
"0h..." he turned to Atobe, completely naked. " He didn't tell me. Well, that’s okay then." No, he didn't realize he had just confirmed that he was jealous had it been any other man. "Probably a good thing, get his mind off that asshole." And yes, he still wanted to see Inui bleed. "Yeah yeah, school first. You sound like my parents sometimes, you know that?"
He made a sound. It was a slight chuckle. "And if it had been anyone else? Would you have thrown a fit?" He hummed slightly and nodded. It was half the reason why he had done it. He had been fine on his own, but with how utterly insanely busy as his life was, letting Choutarou play with it for a while...while it might be inconvenient at times, he knew the other would be very distracted. Though such conviction from Shishido made him slightly jealous as well. He knew deep down that the brunette and his doubles partner weren't really like that, but he still had his misgivings at times. "Your parents would be so lucky as to sound like me, ahn?"
"Uhn?" it took him another moment or two to realize what he had said. Good thing that he had just entered the shower, the warm water would hire his slight embarrassment. "I don't know, bet there are bitches trying to work for you. They could be creepers" or worse, competition! Shishido doubted he could compete with someone who was polite and actually gave a crap about business. "Considering what your voice does to me I rather they didn't" he added after a moment, a little quieter.
There were always people who would want to be near him. For the power. For money. For the off chance that he wanted to give up his title as most eligible bachelor. So many people wanted to use him and it had been that way all his life. A few more crappy people wouldn't have made him look twice. He shrugged and entered the shower with a hum, amused by the admittance. "I do hope you didn't get lectured too hard about my stealing you over break." He knew that Shishido's parents had been rather strict with him over his extended stay out of school.
"They did, but I ignored. It's not like they could take more from me. If they stopped paying uni I just wouldn't go to it. They don't want that" neither did he, and that was probably not true either. He would work his ass off to pay for it if he had to. "So what does Choutarou do for you anyway? Can't believe he didn't mention anything to me. Tsc, I never know what he is thinking anymore, it's annoying. Hanging around with those former Seigaku people..." he muttered a few other lines as he washed.
Atobe took the shower next to Shishido. He had resisted the temptation to take the same shower. Being too close wasn’t good for actual communication. He still peeked now and then. "He's sort of a secretary...though without the title. He answers some of my calls, arranges my appointments to make things flow better for me. Makes arrangements for flights and hotels and dinners and what not. The stuff I would normally do. And I think maybe he didn't tell you because it didn't come up. It's not like ,Oh, I've been hired by Keigo comes up often in conversation." He nodded though at the sentiment. Atobe had little love for that team and seeing what the dataman had done to his younger friend, his love had really dwindled.
As Atobe spoke, Shishido finished his shower but stated there of course, watching the other so handsome and sexy. How annoying that was, but he couldn't help it. Neither could he ignore what Atobe was saying. It was weird how suddenly the others life became so important to him. It wasn't just because he wanted to spent time with him so they could have sex, but because it hurt him seeing how exhausted the blind was from time to time. "Can't believe that with all the money you have you still did all that crap by yourself."
"I learned a very hard lesson a very long time ago." He admitted. It had indeed been a hard one to learn, especially for a young teen. "If you want something done right, you have to do it yourself. I took that lesson to heart. I have always had to rely upon myself and upon those I chose to be around me." He had indeed relied on his team, even if he had had weird ways of showing it. They were his family of choice. "I suppose I still am, since I've roped Ohtori into helping me out. I would have had you, but your handwriting is terrible and I need to actually read my appointments." He teased
"Urgh, it's not horrible" he insisted, getting a little closer. " You know, I would never work for you. You were a pain in the ass captain, I can imagine how you are as a boss. I mean.. You are a pain now still and we are..." he paused. What the fuck were they again? Lovers
The hesitation. The uncertainty of labels. Atobe almost challenged Shishido to finish that thought. But he didn't know what they were himself. Friends with benefits? More than that? He knew eventually they would have to decide where they did stand with one another. Other than regularly fucking, not that he complained about that. He rather enjoyed giving Shishido that specific pain in the ass. "I know you wouldn't. You can't ever follow simple directions and you complain all the time. Even when it's good for you. You'd be in the way half the time and an utter distraction the other half." He admitted.
Damn, he wanted Atobe to finish that sentence for him, but no, he wouldn't make things that easy for him, would he? "I would be good to you, which means saving you from all this stupid amount of work you force yourself into. Just be nice to Choutarou." Not that he had to ask such thing, but still. He touched Atobe's arm and tugged. "C'mon, you take too long."
He chuckled. Shishido, always saving people. It suited his. Being heroic. But Atobe knew he was beyond saving. There was no saving him from his name. "I'm always nice to Choutarou. He's a decent human being, unlike you." He let himself be tugged though. He liked the other's touch too much to really question it.
"Shut up. I'll throw you in the fucking onsen." He wouldn't, and he actually laughed at little at being called indecent. "I'm sure you enjoy me not being decent at times."
Atobe smirked and lightly put his hand over Shishido's. "You wouldn't dare. I'd make you sleep on the couch for a month if you did." It slipped without his realizing it. They weren't even living together. He forged on as if he had said something completely normal. "And I've been trying for years to make you decent. I'd think some of my effort might have rubbed off on you...but it hasn't." He heaved a theatric sigh and then smiled even more. "You know I do..."
The brunette noticed that the threat was empty. They didn't live together and Atobe was spending a lot of time at school or away, if anything, he was staying with him more ham the other way around. "I happen not to have a couch so it's in bed with you or you can sleep in your snow car or whatever you call that thing," he decided to ignore the not living together as well. But in all honesty, they would kill each other or have far too much sex if they did end up sharing a place. "At least you seem to have given up on trying to make me do shit I don't want..."
"I would never stoop to sleeping in my car." He had before, but always when he let himself have a driver, like after a long flight. A nap in the car was a good way to recharge before the next business meeting. "I'd just go home." And work, most likely, regardless of his new schedule.
He sort of smiled at the comment and came a little closer to Shishido. "Oh, I've not given up quite yet. I've just given you a reprieve. I'll have you quoting Shakespeare and eating with the proper fork before you know it."
"Tsc, sorry, Englishman, I'm Japanese, I eat with chopsticks." And when he was abroad he took them with him, there was no need for forks. Besides, there was always spoon. "And I know Shakespeare... It's all about cheating women, men who kill their brother or their father... Or mother. Bunch of drama and the heroes kill themselves. It's shit... and" he got even closer, "stop getting so close to me, it's a public place and I'm you know... hormones."
That wasn’t much of an insult really. Atobe knew he would probably always be more European than Japanese. Not just in looks either. He could be Japanese when he wanted but for the most part, his breeding and his childhood in England really showed through. “It’s more than that…” He considered quoting some of it, but knew there were better things to talk about. “But someone as unrefined as you can only see it for the violence. I’m sure if there were Wookies in it, you would love Shakespeare.” He poked the other in the chest with one finger and then sighed and took a step back. Shishido was right. They were in a public place and though Atobe was quite the exhibitionist in a lot of ways, there were some things he wanted to keep private. “All right. I’ll stay on the left side of the onsen and you stay on the right then.”
It wasn't meant to be an insult. But it was obvious that Atobe didn't fit the Japanese stereotype and his life style, apart from the fact that he was a workaholic like most Japanese business men, didn't fit the Japanese ways either. The wookie comment made the brunette laugh. He was still crazy about Star Wars and not ashamed of it at all, but he has a sense of humor. "If there were Wookies in it, it would be a lot more interesting. Every story would be better with a Wookie in it. Anyway, what is the so amazing and intrinsic about Shakespeare if not violence and betrayal? If you bore me enough with it I might not want to have sex with you right now and we can actually be next to each other." He gave Atobe a small smirk. There was no way he would sit that far away from him. Even if it was difficult to express it, and maybe a little embarrassing, he missed him. The warmth, the feeling of his skin under his fingers, his tongue and lips... his voice... how he enjoyed insulting him... everything.
Well, some things never changed it seemed. He smiled a little and hummed. "So you say. You keep that up and I won't take you to the first showing of the 3D version." He lightly put a finger to his lips and tapped it in thought. Trying to think of a good example. "It's sheer poetry of the English language. And there is more than violence and betrayal. There is love and triumph. There is also comedy. Lovers united though they bicker terribly." It sounded rather familiar really. "And then there is the Shrew. The strong headed Kate who refuses to let any man woo her. Yet falls for the one man who is her equal though he is not of her standing and as crude as she." There seemed to be quite a theme now that he thought about it. He raised an eyebrow as if to say Am I boring you yet as he entered the steaming baths.
"No..." Shishido replied, following Atobe in and not hesitating in taking a place right where the blond was. "I still want to have sex with you. It's not working." But the teen didn't make a move. They were alone, which was already a surprise, but considering the time of the day, most students were in class, still Shishido wasn't sure of Atobe's position in all this... thing that they were... so maybe displaying anything in public would be indeed inappropriate. "Besides, that sounds a lot like Star Wars to me... apart from the 'sheer poetry of the English language' and boring setting... and lack of Wookies."
He tired to relax in the water. It was difficult with the other man so close to him. Shishido was terribly distracting to him. He was sure he could easily quote the Bard long enough to turn Shishido off. "Well, I'm sure the script writer stole a lot from a lot of different things. And I'm sure everything sounds like Star Wars to you. I could quote As You Like It or Othello or even drift to German and give you Faustus...or ancient Greek and the Iliad and you'd still want your silly little Wookies." As he lounged, he looked over at the brunette and smiled a little.
"Tsc... you're crazy" Shishido shook his head, knowingly, "Wookies are not little. They are huge and all but silly. You are thinking about ewoks. Now, those are silly and little. Get your Star Wars right. Have you even seen it? And George Lucas didn't steal from anyone. That's is the old formula or story writing. There is a little big of Shakespeare in everything if you want to find it. But I’m sure the dude wasn't that original either. There is even all that rumor that he didn't 'exist', that the plays were written by a group and not one single man." Yep, Shishido wasn't that uncultured or dumb. He was pretty smart actually, when he wanted to be.
He laughed more and sort of leaned against Shishido. "Either way, they're silly." He stated, blandly. "And if you must know, yes, I have seen it. All six of them." He hadn't been happy about it either. They weren't his style of movie but he had been invited to go to the theatric re-releases. "Sing, O goddess, the anger of Achilles son of Peleus, that brought countless ills upon the Achaeans. Many a brave soul did it send hurrying down to Hades, and many a hero did it yield a prey to dogs and vultures, for so were the counsels of Jove fulfilled from the day on which the son of Atreus, king of men, and great Achilles, first fell out with one another....Even in that, Ahn?" He teased. He knew the other could be smart. He liked that. Shishido was intelligent. It was his sharp mind and his clever tongue that engaged Atobe.
The brunette tried his hardest to understand what Atobe was saying. He could pick a few words here and there, or at least understand the meaning of the words, but not what they were trying to say. Many Greek sounding names but even those were hard to understand when spoken in proper English and not with a Japanese accent. The teen stared at the other even as he finished talking, taking his time to understand.... or try. It was useless though. "Wha?" What else could he say...
That look was priceless and he felt an even warmer smile cross his lips. Without thinking, his hand moved under the water to rest over top of Shishido's. Just touching, nothing more. "I could make it worse you know...and do it in the original language. But you were never one to be awed by my mastery of many tongues...just one." He hinted a little and then broke it down for him in Japanese. "It's the start of an epic poem from before there was even an England. Basically, it's asking the muses to tell the story of a very powerful and very angry warrior who killed a lot of people and about the war he fought because he and his ruler had a fight...it sounds better the other way though."
The brunette blushed a little. It was either because of embarrassment for not understanding or Atobe's smile, which was more likely. He had the warm water as an excuse though, it could just be heating up his body, making his cheeks pale red. "Well...." he thought for another sort moment, letting their hands touch, "... that's just stupid." It was as good of a conclusion as any. "How is that inspiring? I doubt every English person understands that and if you have something you wanna say but the majority can't understand then it's pointless. "
He wrapped his fingers around the hand under his, content to secretly hold Shishido's hand for as long as he was allowed to. He knew they were not little kids and that handholding was for girls, but he didn't care. They were alone and he wanted to do just that. "That seems to be your answer to anything that you don't understand. If I told you they had made a movie of it, I'm sure you'd watch it and think it pretty great, with all the killing going on. But you are right...if you have something you want to say...you should just say it." It needed to go for himself as well. He did say a lot of what was on his mind, but even Atobe had to hold things back.
"That's bullshit. I watched Macbeth and... Romeo and Juliet, and that other one... Hamlet. They were pretty boring, is you ask me. Especially the second one." He actually had enjoyed Hamlet a little, but he wasn't about to tell Atobe that right then. Maybe one day, in the future, the blond would find the DVD amongst Shishido's things. For some reason, he wanted to make his case, so agreeing that some of that wasn't bad, wouldn't help him. "It's not my answer to everything. But if you gonna read or watch something it has to inspire you one way or another. And I don't think anything that was written 400 years ago, in a language not even people who speak that language can understand, will have the same effect on me than something more recent. You're just old minded... either that or you think liking classic stuff makes you look better."
"I suppose...I'm old minded then." Plus, it had been another way for him to spite his father. His father had insisted on him learning a few languages. He hadn't been specific. So Keigo had been very contrary and had chosen Ancient Greek and Latin as by that time, he already spoke English and German flawlessly. After a few months, he had found he actually enjoyed it. He loved reading the tales of the adventures. Of the ancient kings and warriors of Greece and of the Gods. It filled his young imagination as did Wagner and tales of King Arthur.
"But since you like me, then you also like classic stuff, if your own fashion." Perhaps that had been a bit too bold.
"Heh..." he turned his hand up and held Atobe’s a little harder. "I'm beginning to think I’m a masochist." Shishido didn't even notice that by saying that he as agreeing with Atobe and the fact that he liked him. But it was probably obvious by then, considering how the two were always trying to make time for each other and spending time together that wasn't just for sex.
They were indeed holding hands now. He was pleased. They weren't screwing each other stupid...and he was still as happy. It was a frightening concept in a lot of ways...that this was no longer purple physical attraction and made him wonder if it had always been more than that. Since he had admitted he would have dated Shishido if he could. If his position in society and his work for his father would allow for him to have a boyfriend....a...boyfriend. "Is that what you are?" He murmured to himself and then shook his head. No ruining a good thing. Especially not since Shishido now had his first option back and available. Atobe was the rebound...and he sort of knew that. The second choice since Ohtori had been with someone else.
"I must be, right?" Shishido smiled a little, without meaning to, and looked away. His mind busy with rushing thoughts. Should he say what his tongue wanted him to say? Again, the tongue was easily loose, and his reason could do almost nothing about it. "You are an annoying workaholic, who likes weird old crap, full of yourself, hard to understand and we have nothing in common... apart from the fact that we both like you"
He chuckled. "Always so free with the compliments." Though he was sure Shishido felt his heart go a bit faster at the admittance that he was liked. He wasn't so teenager in love, damn it...he wasn't. And besides, there were some days that Atobe Keigo hated himself. He just never let anyone see those days. Ever. "I'm sure we have more in common than we both want to think about. After all, I'm in here with you when I could be anywhere else enjoying my free time without your nagging me about my finer points." But Shishido was right. What did they have in common? If this went further than sex...were they even compatible? Why was he thinking such things again. He sighed. "You are annoyingly complicated, Ryou."
"Complicated?" Shishido laughed. He was sure Atobe had heard stuff like that from many people. That they liked him, loved him, wanted him. He was probably never rejected, whereas Shishido had been rejected, for many things, by many people, 'love' related or otherwise. "I'm fucking easy man. What's so complicated about me? What you see is what you get."
He heard that and so much more. He really had never been rejected, which is why he was so concerned that this with Shishido would leave him rejected and heart broken.... he was in trouble, thinking that sort of thing. Trouble that passed his lips without a thought. "And I like what I see very much and I'd like to keep it to myself because you missed one of my best points. That I'm a selfish bastard." He didn't swear often. And really, he wasn't selfish. In his time at Hyoutei, Keigo had bent over backwards for a great many of hid friends, giving more than a lot of people would ever give and then some.
Shishido laughed. So Atobe liked him... very much. It was amusing and funny. Did he even realize what he was saying? But it was also pretty scary because it was new and Shishido didn't want to be rejected either. "You know, I wish I could take you to your junior high self and have you repeat that first part. And you know, I don't think you are selfish... I mean, depends on what kind of selfish."
"You aren't afraid I'd just fall in love with my younger self? Since I'm oh so vein." He teased a little, knowing it was at his own expense. But he needed to lighten the mood because he was sitting there in the bath admitting feelings he was very much afraid of and very much deeply desiring. "And I think I'm very selfish...as I'm proposing that this....whatever we have...be more...formal and exclusive. I really would like to date you." Last time he had said that, he had not gotten a very good reaction. He was hoping for a better one this time.
The brunette was about to make a joke but then Atobe came with that last line and the joke seemed small and pointless. He was still smiling, but it was a little confused one. "You do? But...." his finger held on slightly tighter to Atobe's hand... almost nothing. He didn't even notice himself. "You said you couldn't..."
He nodded a little. He did say he couldn't. There was a lot stopping him. There was so much pressure keeping him from it...but he wanted what he wanted. He could feel the tighter grip and sort of looked away, staring at the far wall. "I know what I said. But the more I think about it, the more I want to. The more I want to just spite my Father and the company and do what I want. Just one small rebellion before I declare all out war." He was ready though. Ready for the refusal. Ready to know that friends with benefits would be as far as he could get because no one in their right mind would date Atobe Keigo because of the serious pressure and headache such a thing could cause.
"You want to date me?" It would be funny, the irony, if it wasn't so shocking and surprising. Shishido hated himself for even considering that. Dating someone so annoying... but he liked him enough to do it. Next to his childhood crush, Atobe was the person he liked the most and in a more adult way. He wanted to get him and make his life exciting. "Me? You realize I have no manners and I swear all the time, right?" but his cheeks were reddish and his heart was beating a little faster.
Atobe nodded. He was serious. Probably more serious about this than he had been about anything else in his life so far. He wanted this as much as he had wanted the Nationals. As much as he wanted to be out from under his father's thumb. "Yes. You. Unless there is another Shishido Ryou around here that I was unaware of. And I do realize all that. Just as you realize that I work too much and have a slight ego. None of those failings have made me any less eager to want to do this. Even if it's not a traditional date scenario where I whisk you away to strange and beautiful locals and woo you with roses and movie premieres." He paused and glanced at the blushing teen. "Though I still might...But that's up to you. I've made my intentions clear. You are the one I want to be with, exclusively."
"Slight ego? Tsc... good thing that you are modest too" he joked. It was easier to joke than give an answer. Not because he wasn't sure but because of his ego too. And of course, it was all very awkward too. "Don't care that you work, well I do, but you do what you gotta do. It's just... I... well, never dated. Don't blame me if I fuck it up... and if you're ally want me that badly" he smiled a little. It was good to hear Atobe saying those things for some reason.
He wasn't going to admit his ego was more than just slight, even if it wasn't true. But he could admit his feelings. He had struggled with them long enough to come to that conclusion, that he wanted this...whatever this was. He didn't know how deep his feelings did run, but he knew the only way to find out was to continue along this path. "Language...and of course. I wouldn't be saying any of this if I felt otherwise inclined. Besides, since you haven't, it means I can do anything and claim it a date and you wouldn't know otherwise. More opportunity for me to spoil you." Now if only he could learn to stop speaking with his heart once he started.
And the more he spoke about spoiling his and wanting to be with him, the more Shishido's cheeks warmed up. He sank a little in the water to hide it. "Okay..." the brunette said in a small voice, even though he wanted this, even more now that he knew Atobe did too, his voice was small with embarrassment. His eyes didn't lie though.
Okay?....How was it that one word could be such an amazing thing? It was like a weight had been lifted. As he had finally gotten to breathe after holding his breath a long time. One word of agreement and all was well and perfect in his world. It was silly, but it was true. Even if Shishido was quiet about it and even if he was hiding a little, he had still agreed. Atobe was so terrible pleased with that. "Then, it's official. Damn my father to hell. I have a boyfriend." He had such a happy smile when he said that too.
Shishido would have gone completely red with that if Atobe didn't look extremely adorable with that happy smile. It was cute, and charming. "Urgh.... You have no idea how you look right now. "
He just couldn't stop that smile, even if he had wanted to. He was just utterly happy. He sort of leaned against the other's shoulder and grinned. "Of course I do. I always know how I look. I look utterly perfect as always." Slight ego, nothing.
"Tsc, and I thought you couldn't spoil it" he joked, even chuckled. The small body contact meant so much then. There he was, sitting next to his boyfriend. It's not that he thought he would never find one, he was handsome and interesting enough, but he didn't think it would be Atobe. He didn't think he could feel such thing for him. But he did. Damn, he really did like him a lot. "So no more kissing other people and sleeping around..."
He nodded. There would be no more one night stands with nameless faceless businessmen because he was drunk or lonely or both. Not that he'd been doing that lately anyway, but it was still the same principle. "Just you. No one else will share my bed."
"Well..." he sighed in relief. It was so much trouble having to find people to sleep with, and sometimes he just had to do it. Now, he had to just find time with his boyfriend, and he had the best boyfriend. He would never admit it, or would try not to, but he knew he did. The brunette looked around and, not seeing anyone but them, he touched Atobe's face and leaned in for a kiss.
He knew they were in a public place and that they couldn't go too far. But he didn't mind the kiss. Not in the least. He kissed back, surprised that kissing Shishido wasn't much different than before. Nothing had changed by making this decision. He was still amazing to kiss. Nothing at all had changed...and everything had. It was a wonderful feeling and he indulged himself in it.
Shishido kissed his boyfriend slowly. It was did different , it was better. he knew those lips wouldn't touch another, that body would feel someone else's heat for as long as they were together. He was a jealous person too and didn't want to share. "I suppose cancelling the meeting was a good decision"
What: They have an important discussion
When: the 10th of January
Where: the onsen
Rating: PG-13
Comments/Crits: go for it.
Atobe wasn't used to have such time to himself. It was just unnatural. But it did mean he could go and do things he had been wanting to do since he got to school. But he didn't want to do them alone. More and more he had realized that he rather liked company and a certain company above all others. Which was why he had called up Shishido Ryou. He didn't know if the other was free to come, but Atobe wanted to go to the onsen. He'd heard a great deal about it, and what better way to enjoy it than with a grumpy...whatever Shishido was to him. He just hoped the other wasn't busy.
He was. Shishido had a meeting with the course leader regarding his optional subjects. But he found himself saying to Atobe that he was free. It was weird, changing his priorities for a few moments with that person without even thinking. Then again, Shishido wasn't the type to think before act. Still, making time for Choutarou was one thing he was used to, but Atobe, that was still pretty new even though they had been at it for a month. He told the blond to meet him there, at the onsen because he had just one little thing to do. The little thing was rescheduling his meeting.
That was new. Shishido being the one to reschedule. He didn't know that though. So instead, the blond just waited at the entry of the onsen. He didn't know how long he would have to wait. He leaned against the wall and checked his cellphone for messages. There were none. His new assistant was very good. He wondered if Shishido knew about the little job he had given the brunette's best friend.
Shishido was a little late, but not too much. He had to come up with an excuse that wasn't 'I'm going to the onsen with the guy I've been sleeping with'. He didn't want to be latest all. It was ready difficult to see him and, even though the brunette never said and never would say 'I need more time with you', he wanted as much as he could get. "Hey..." Shishido called as he approached. Damn, when was it that he saw him last? A day ago? How come he looked better... He always looked better.
Atobe was impatient. He knew he was getting antsy. He didn't like being made to wait long and what was more, it was for Shishido. He didn't know why he was so eager to see him again. He tapped his foot peevishly as he waited. But the moment he saw the brunette, the tapping stopped and he didn't feel as annoyed anymore. He raised a hand to wave back. "About time." He called back, knowing it would probably turn into an argument, and welcoming it.
"You're not the only one with shit to do, you know?" Shishido replied with a frown. He wasn't worried or scared to puss Atobe off, but he honestly wanted more time with him, a proper argument would ruin that. But that didn't mean he couldn't be a little stingy. "And I was going to say you look nice, whatever not. You just look like a pain in the ass like always" he added as he walked past him.
He laughed. "Another sideways compliment. Always saying what you want without meaning a word of it. It's cute." He sniped back with a grin, catching up with the brunette quickly. It was his way of saying "I missed you." It had only been a few days, but he had. Strange, missing someone like that. "But I'm sure your...shit...was of great importance, to make Ore-sama wait." Though he hadn't waited all that long.
"It wasn’t." He lied. Why he did it was a mystery. Maybe he didn't want Atobe to know that he was making an effort, or for the other not to feel bad. Tsc, how could he be thinking like that?? Worried about Atobe that much. "And it wasn't a compliment, I didn't get to say it so it doesn't count. I changed my mind." the brunette make his way in and began to undress. "You've been having lots of free time. Did you get the sack?" he teased, looking back at the other as he undid his pants.
He supposed this was a good a time as any to mention it. "I hired an assistant. They've been doing an amazing job arranging things. I should have done it much much sooner. I'd have been far happier had I." He had just thought of it as cheating, as he had wanted to outdo his father and prove himself capable. But even his father had an army of secretaries. He just had Choutarou. He was still winning.
He tried not to look at the other stripping. He did so love looking at that body. Shishido was indeed an amazing looking man. "I should have a lot more free time. Though "have fun" is a strange thing for me. I might have to developed a hobby or find reasons to take you out." Like, it's Thursday...or I'm wearing blue.
"Is 'they' a guy?" the brunette looked away, into the empty locker, trying to hide the fact that, suddenly, he was jealous. Someone was making and arranging Atobe's diary, a job Shishido would never want, but still,... "Guys are not very good PAs, just so you know. "Have fun is reason enough to take me wherever."
He nodded. Time to drop the bomb. "They is Ohtori." He nodded once. "And it's only temporary. He...needed a distraction." It was all he could do as a friend. Plus it gave Ohtori extra spending money and looked good on his resume to have the Atobe name under previous employers. He shrugged and started to unbutton his shirt. "So, I'll be taking you out more. Though school work comes first."
"0h..." he turned to Atobe, completely naked. " He didn't tell me. Well, that’s okay then." No, he didn't realize he had just confirmed that he was jealous had it been any other man. "Probably a good thing, get his mind off that asshole." And yes, he still wanted to see Inui bleed. "Yeah yeah, school first. You sound like my parents sometimes, you know that?"
He made a sound. It was a slight chuckle. "And if it had been anyone else? Would you have thrown a fit?" He hummed slightly and nodded. It was half the reason why he had done it. He had been fine on his own, but with how utterly insanely busy as his life was, letting Choutarou play with it for a while...while it might be inconvenient at times, he knew the other would be very distracted. Though such conviction from Shishido made him slightly jealous as well. He knew deep down that the brunette and his doubles partner weren't really like that, but he still had his misgivings at times. "Your parents would be so lucky as to sound like me, ahn?"
"Uhn?" it took him another moment or two to realize what he had said. Good thing that he had just entered the shower, the warm water would hire his slight embarrassment. "I don't know, bet there are bitches trying to work for you. They could be creepers" or worse, competition! Shishido doubted he could compete with someone who was polite and actually gave a crap about business. "Considering what your voice does to me I rather they didn't" he added after a moment, a little quieter.
There were always people who would want to be near him. For the power. For money. For the off chance that he wanted to give up his title as most eligible bachelor. So many people wanted to use him and it had been that way all his life. A few more crappy people wouldn't have made him look twice. He shrugged and entered the shower with a hum, amused by the admittance. "I do hope you didn't get lectured too hard about my stealing you over break." He knew that Shishido's parents had been rather strict with him over his extended stay out of school.
"They did, but I ignored. It's not like they could take more from me. If they stopped paying uni I just wouldn't go to it. They don't want that" neither did he, and that was probably not true either. He would work his ass off to pay for it if he had to. "So what does Choutarou do for you anyway? Can't believe he didn't mention anything to me. Tsc, I never know what he is thinking anymore, it's annoying. Hanging around with those former Seigaku people..." he muttered a few other lines as he washed.
Atobe took the shower next to Shishido. He had resisted the temptation to take the same shower. Being too close wasn’t good for actual communication. He still peeked now and then. "He's sort of a secretary...though without the title. He answers some of my calls, arranges my appointments to make things flow better for me. Makes arrangements for flights and hotels and dinners and what not. The stuff I would normally do. And I think maybe he didn't tell you because it didn't come up. It's not like ,Oh, I've been hired by Keigo comes up often in conversation." He nodded though at the sentiment. Atobe had little love for that team and seeing what the dataman had done to his younger friend, his love had really dwindled.
As Atobe spoke, Shishido finished his shower but stated there of course, watching the other so handsome and sexy. How annoying that was, but he couldn't help it. Neither could he ignore what Atobe was saying. It was weird how suddenly the others life became so important to him. It wasn't just because he wanted to spent time with him so they could have sex, but because it hurt him seeing how exhausted the blind was from time to time. "Can't believe that with all the money you have you still did all that crap by yourself."
"I learned a very hard lesson a very long time ago." He admitted. It had indeed been a hard one to learn, especially for a young teen. "If you want something done right, you have to do it yourself. I took that lesson to heart. I have always had to rely upon myself and upon those I chose to be around me." He had indeed relied on his team, even if he had had weird ways of showing it. They were his family of choice. "I suppose I still am, since I've roped Ohtori into helping me out. I would have had you, but your handwriting is terrible and I need to actually read my appointments." He teased
"Urgh, it's not horrible" he insisted, getting a little closer. " You know, I would never work for you. You were a pain in the ass captain, I can imagine how you are as a boss. I mean.. You are a pain now still and we are..." he paused. What the fuck were they again? Lovers
The hesitation. The uncertainty of labels. Atobe almost challenged Shishido to finish that thought. But he didn't know what they were himself. Friends with benefits? More than that? He knew eventually they would have to decide where they did stand with one another. Other than regularly fucking, not that he complained about that. He rather enjoyed giving Shishido that specific pain in the ass. "I know you wouldn't. You can't ever follow simple directions and you complain all the time. Even when it's good for you. You'd be in the way half the time and an utter distraction the other half." He admitted.
Damn, he wanted Atobe to finish that sentence for him, but no, he wouldn't make things that easy for him, would he? "I would be good to you, which means saving you from all this stupid amount of work you force yourself into. Just be nice to Choutarou." Not that he had to ask such thing, but still. He touched Atobe's arm and tugged. "C'mon, you take too long."
He chuckled. Shishido, always saving people. It suited his. Being heroic. But Atobe knew he was beyond saving. There was no saving him from his name. "I'm always nice to Choutarou. He's a decent human being, unlike you." He let himself be tugged though. He liked the other's touch too much to really question it.
"Shut up. I'll throw you in the fucking onsen." He wouldn't, and he actually laughed at little at being called indecent. "I'm sure you enjoy me not being decent at times."
Atobe smirked and lightly put his hand over Shishido's. "You wouldn't dare. I'd make you sleep on the couch for a month if you did." It slipped without his realizing it. They weren't even living together. He forged on as if he had said something completely normal. "And I've been trying for years to make you decent. I'd think some of my effort might have rubbed off on you...but it hasn't." He heaved a theatric sigh and then smiled even more. "You know I do..."
The brunette noticed that the threat was empty. They didn't live together and Atobe was spending a lot of time at school or away, if anything, he was staying with him more ham the other way around. "I happen not to have a couch so it's in bed with you or you can sleep in your snow car or whatever you call that thing," he decided to ignore the not living together as well. But in all honesty, they would kill each other or have far too much sex if they did end up sharing a place. "At least you seem to have given up on trying to make me do shit I don't want..."
"I would never stoop to sleeping in my car." He had before, but always when he let himself have a driver, like after a long flight. A nap in the car was a good way to recharge before the next business meeting. "I'd just go home." And work, most likely, regardless of his new schedule.
He sort of smiled at the comment and came a little closer to Shishido. "Oh, I've not given up quite yet. I've just given you a reprieve. I'll have you quoting Shakespeare and eating with the proper fork before you know it."
"Tsc, sorry, Englishman, I'm Japanese, I eat with chopsticks." And when he was abroad he took them with him, there was no need for forks. Besides, there was always spoon. "And I know Shakespeare... It's all about cheating women, men who kill their brother or their father... Or mother. Bunch of drama and the heroes kill themselves. It's shit... and" he got even closer, "stop getting so close to me, it's a public place and I'm you know... hormones."
That wasn’t much of an insult really. Atobe knew he would probably always be more European than Japanese. Not just in looks either. He could be Japanese when he wanted but for the most part, his breeding and his childhood in England really showed through. “It’s more than that…” He considered quoting some of it, but knew there were better things to talk about. “But someone as unrefined as you can only see it for the violence. I’m sure if there were Wookies in it, you would love Shakespeare.” He poked the other in the chest with one finger and then sighed and took a step back. Shishido was right. They were in a public place and though Atobe was quite the exhibitionist in a lot of ways, there were some things he wanted to keep private. “All right. I’ll stay on the left side of the onsen and you stay on the right then.”
It wasn't meant to be an insult. But it was obvious that Atobe didn't fit the Japanese stereotype and his life style, apart from the fact that he was a workaholic like most Japanese business men, didn't fit the Japanese ways either. The wookie comment made the brunette laugh. He was still crazy about Star Wars and not ashamed of it at all, but he has a sense of humor. "If there were Wookies in it, it would be a lot more interesting. Every story would be better with a Wookie in it. Anyway, what is the so amazing and intrinsic about Shakespeare if not violence and betrayal? If you bore me enough with it I might not want to have sex with you right now and we can actually be next to each other." He gave Atobe a small smirk. There was no way he would sit that far away from him. Even if it was difficult to express it, and maybe a little embarrassing, he missed him. The warmth, the feeling of his skin under his fingers, his tongue and lips... his voice... how he enjoyed insulting him... everything.
Well, some things never changed it seemed. He smiled a little and hummed. "So you say. You keep that up and I won't take you to the first showing of the 3D version." He lightly put a finger to his lips and tapped it in thought. Trying to think of a good example. "It's sheer poetry of the English language. And there is more than violence and betrayal. There is love and triumph. There is also comedy. Lovers united though they bicker terribly." It sounded rather familiar really. "And then there is the Shrew. The strong headed Kate who refuses to let any man woo her. Yet falls for the one man who is her equal though he is not of her standing and as crude as she." There seemed to be quite a theme now that he thought about it. He raised an eyebrow as if to say Am I boring you yet as he entered the steaming baths.
"No..." Shishido replied, following Atobe in and not hesitating in taking a place right where the blond was. "I still want to have sex with you. It's not working." But the teen didn't make a move. They were alone, which was already a surprise, but considering the time of the day, most students were in class, still Shishido wasn't sure of Atobe's position in all this... thing that they were... so maybe displaying anything in public would be indeed inappropriate. "Besides, that sounds a lot like Star Wars to me... apart from the 'sheer poetry of the English language' and boring setting... and lack of Wookies."
He tired to relax in the water. It was difficult with the other man so close to him. Shishido was terribly distracting to him. He was sure he could easily quote the Bard long enough to turn Shishido off. "Well, I'm sure the script writer stole a lot from a lot of different things. And I'm sure everything sounds like Star Wars to you. I could quote As You Like It or Othello or even drift to German and give you Faustus...or ancient Greek and the Iliad and you'd still want your silly little Wookies." As he lounged, he looked over at the brunette and smiled a little.
"Tsc... you're crazy" Shishido shook his head, knowingly, "Wookies are not little. They are huge and all but silly. You are thinking about ewoks. Now, those are silly and little. Get your Star Wars right. Have you even seen it? And George Lucas didn't steal from anyone. That's is the old formula or story writing. There is a little big of Shakespeare in everything if you want to find it. But I’m sure the dude wasn't that original either. There is even all that rumor that he didn't 'exist', that the plays were written by a group and not one single man." Yep, Shishido wasn't that uncultured or dumb. He was pretty smart actually, when he wanted to be.
He laughed more and sort of leaned against Shishido. "Either way, they're silly." He stated, blandly. "And if you must know, yes, I have seen it. All six of them." He hadn't been happy about it either. They weren't his style of movie but he had been invited to go to the theatric re-releases. "Sing, O goddess, the anger of Achilles son of Peleus, that brought countless ills upon the Achaeans. Many a brave soul did it send hurrying down to Hades, and many a hero did it yield a prey to dogs and vultures, for so were the counsels of Jove fulfilled from the day on which the son of Atreus, king of men, and great Achilles, first fell out with one another....Even in that, Ahn?" He teased. He knew the other could be smart. He liked that. Shishido was intelligent. It was his sharp mind and his clever tongue that engaged Atobe.
The brunette tried his hardest to understand what Atobe was saying. He could pick a few words here and there, or at least understand the meaning of the words, but not what they were trying to say. Many Greek sounding names but even those were hard to understand when spoken in proper English and not with a Japanese accent. The teen stared at the other even as he finished talking, taking his time to understand.... or try. It was useless though. "Wha?" What else could he say...
That look was priceless and he felt an even warmer smile cross his lips. Without thinking, his hand moved under the water to rest over top of Shishido's. Just touching, nothing more. "I could make it worse you know...and do it in the original language. But you were never one to be awed by my mastery of many tongues...just one." He hinted a little and then broke it down for him in Japanese. "It's the start of an epic poem from before there was even an England. Basically, it's asking the muses to tell the story of a very powerful and very angry warrior who killed a lot of people and about the war he fought because he and his ruler had a fight...it sounds better the other way though."
The brunette blushed a little. It was either because of embarrassment for not understanding or Atobe's smile, which was more likely. He had the warm water as an excuse though, it could just be heating up his body, making his cheeks pale red. "Well...." he thought for another sort moment, letting their hands touch, "... that's just stupid." It was as good of a conclusion as any. "How is that inspiring? I doubt every English person understands that and if you have something you wanna say but the majority can't understand then it's pointless. "
He wrapped his fingers around the hand under his, content to secretly hold Shishido's hand for as long as he was allowed to. He knew they were not little kids and that handholding was for girls, but he didn't care. They were alone and he wanted to do just that. "That seems to be your answer to anything that you don't understand. If I told you they had made a movie of it, I'm sure you'd watch it and think it pretty great, with all the killing going on. But you are right...if you have something you want to say...you should just say it." It needed to go for himself as well. He did say a lot of what was on his mind, but even Atobe had to hold things back.
"That's bullshit. I watched Macbeth and... Romeo and Juliet, and that other one... Hamlet. They were pretty boring, is you ask me. Especially the second one." He actually had enjoyed Hamlet a little, but he wasn't about to tell Atobe that right then. Maybe one day, in the future, the blond would find the DVD amongst Shishido's things. For some reason, he wanted to make his case, so agreeing that some of that wasn't bad, wouldn't help him. "It's not my answer to everything. But if you gonna read or watch something it has to inspire you one way or another. And I don't think anything that was written 400 years ago, in a language not even people who speak that language can understand, will have the same effect on me than something more recent. You're just old minded... either that or you think liking classic stuff makes you look better."
"I suppose...I'm old minded then." Plus, it had been another way for him to spite his father. His father had insisted on him learning a few languages. He hadn't been specific. So Keigo had been very contrary and had chosen Ancient Greek and Latin as by that time, he already spoke English and German flawlessly. After a few months, he had found he actually enjoyed it. He loved reading the tales of the adventures. Of the ancient kings and warriors of Greece and of the Gods. It filled his young imagination as did Wagner and tales of King Arthur.
"But since you like me, then you also like classic stuff, if your own fashion." Perhaps that had been a bit too bold.
"Heh..." he turned his hand up and held Atobe’s a little harder. "I'm beginning to think I’m a masochist." Shishido didn't even notice that by saying that he as agreeing with Atobe and the fact that he liked him. But it was probably obvious by then, considering how the two were always trying to make time for each other and spending time together that wasn't just for sex.
They were indeed holding hands now. He was pleased. They weren't screwing each other stupid...and he was still as happy. It was a frightening concept in a lot of ways...that this was no longer purple physical attraction and made him wonder if it had always been more than that. Since he had admitted he would have dated Shishido if he could. If his position in society and his work for his father would allow for him to have a boyfriend....a...boyfriend. "Is that what you are?" He murmured to himself and then shook his head. No ruining a good thing. Especially not since Shishido now had his first option back and available. Atobe was the rebound...and he sort of knew that. The second choice since Ohtori had been with someone else.
"I must be, right?" Shishido smiled a little, without meaning to, and looked away. His mind busy with rushing thoughts. Should he say what his tongue wanted him to say? Again, the tongue was easily loose, and his reason could do almost nothing about it. "You are an annoying workaholic, who likes weird old crap, full of yourself, hard to understand and we have nothing in common... apart from the fact that we both like you"
He chuckled. "Always so free with the compliments." Though he was sure Shishido felt his heart go a bit faster at the admittance that he was liked. He wasn't so teenager in love, damn it...he wasn't. And besides, there were some days that Atobe Keigo hated himself. He just never let anyone see those days. Ever. "I'm sure we have more in common than we both want to think about. After all, I'm in here with you when I could be anywhere else enjoying my free time without your nagging me about my finer points." But Shishido was right. What did they have in common? If this went further than sex...were they even compatible? Why was he thinking such things again. He sighed. "You are annoyingly complicated, Ryou."
"Complicated?" Shishido laughed. He was sure Atobe had heard stuff like that from many people. That they liked him, loved him, wanted him. He was probably never rejected, whereas Shishido had been rejected, for many things, by many people, 'love' related or otherwise. "I'm fucking easy man. What's so complicated about me? What you see is what you get."
He heard that and so much more. He really had never been rejected, which is why he was so concerned that this with Shishido would leave him rejected and heart broken.... he was in trouble, thinking that sort of thing. Trouble that passed his lips without a thought. "And I like what I see very much and I'd like to keep it to myself because you missed one of my best points. That I'm a selfish bastard." He didn't swear often. And really, he wasn't selfish. In his time at Hyoutei, Keigo had bent over backwards for a great many of hid friends, giving more than a lot of people would ever give and then some.
Shishido laughed. So Atobe liked him... very much. It was amusing and funny. Did he even realize what he was saying? But it was also pretty scary because it was new and Shishido didn't want to be rejected either. "You know, I wish I could take you to your junior high self and have you repeat that first part. And you know, I don't think you are selfish... I mean, depends on what kind of selfish."
"You aren't afraid I'd just fall in love with my younger self? Since I'm oh so vein." He teased a little, knowing it was at his own expense. But he needed to lighten the mood because he was sitting there in the bath admitting feelings he was very much afraid of and very much deeply desiring. "And I think I'm very selfish...as I'm proposing that this....whatever we have...be more...formal and exclusive. I really would like to date you." Last time he had said that, he had not gotten a very good reaction. He was hoping for a better one this time.
The brunette was about to make a joke but then Atobe came with that last line and the joke seemed small and pointless. He was still smiling, but it was a little confused one. "You do? But...." his finger held on slightly tighter to Atobe's hand... almost nothing. He didn't even notice himself. "You said you couldn't..."
He nodded a little. He did say he couldn't. There was a lot stopping him. There was so much pressure keeping him from it...but he wanted what he wanted. He could feel the tighter grip and sort of looked away, staring at the far wall. "I know what I said. But the more I think about it, the more I want to. The more I want to just spite my Father and the company and do what I want. Just one small rebellion before I declare all out war." He was ready though. Ready for the refusal. Ready to know that friends with benefits would be as far as he could get because no one in their right mind would date Atobe Keigo because of the serious pressure and headache such a thing could cause.
"You want to date me?" It would be funny, the irony, if it wasn't so shocking and surprising. Shishido hated himself for even considering that. Dating someone so annoying... but he liked him enough to do it. Next to his childhood crush, Atobe was the person he liked the most and in a more adult way. He wanted to get him and make his life exciting. "Me? You realize I have no manners and I swear all the time, right?" but his cheeks were reddish and his heart was beating a little faster.
Atobe nodded. He was serious. Probably more serious about this than he had been about anything else in his life so far. He wanted this as much as he had wanted the Nationals. As much as he wanted to be out from under his father's thumb. "Yes. You. Unless there is another Shishido Ryou around here that I was unaware of. And I do realize all that. Just as you realize that I work too much and have a slight ego. None of those failings have made me any less eager to want to do this. Even if it's not a traditional date scenario where I whisk you away to strange and beautiful locals and woo you with roses and movie premieres." He paused and glanced at the blushing teen. "Though I still might...But that's up to you. I've made my intentions clear. You are the one I want to be with, exclusively."
"Slight ego? Tsc... good thing that you are modest too" he joked. It was easier to joke than give an answer. Not because he wasn't sure but because of his ego too. And of course, it was all very awkward too. "Don't care that you work, well I do, but you do what you gotta do. It's just... I... well, never dated. Don't blame me if I fuck it up... and if you're ally want me that badly" he smiled a little. It was good to hear Atobe saying those things for some reason.
He wasn't going to admit his ego was more than just slight, even if it wasn't true. But he could admit his feelings. He had struggled with them long enough to come to that conclusion, that he wanted this...whatever this was. He didn't know how deep his feelings did run, but he knew the only way to find out was to continue along this path. "Language...and of course. I wouldn't be saying any of this if I felt otherwise inclined. Besides, since you haven't, it means I can do anything and claim it a date and you wouldn't know otherwise. More opportunity for me to spoil you." Now if only he could learn to stop speaking with his heart once he started.
And the more he spoke about spoiling his and wanting to be with him, the more Shishido's cheeks warmed up. He sank a little in the water to hide it. "Okay..." the brunette said in a small voice, even though he wanted this, even more now that he knew Atobe did too, his voice was small with embarrassment. His eyes didn't lie though.
Okay?....How was it that one word could be such an amazing thing? It was like a weight had been lifted. As he had finally gotten to breathe after holding his breath a long time. One word of agreement and all was well and perfect in his world. It was silly, but it was true. Even if Shishido was quiet about it and even if he was hiding a little, he had still agreed. Atobe was so terrible pleased with that. "Then, it's official. Damn my father to hell. I have a boyfriend." He had such a happy smile when he said that too.
Shishido would have gone completely red with that if Atobe didn't look extremely adorable with that happy smile. It was cute, and charming. "Urgh.... You have no idea how you look right now. "
He just couldn't stop that smile, even if he had wanted to. He was just utterly happy. He sort of leaned against the other's shoulder and grinned. "Of course I do. I always know how I look. I look utterly perfect as always." Slight ego, nothing.
"Tsc, and I thought you couldn't spoil it" he joked, even chuckled. The small body contact meant so much then. There he was, sitting next to his boyfriend. It's not that he thought he would never find one, he was handsome and interesting enough, but he didn't think it would be Atobe. He didn't think he could feel such thing for him. But he did. Damn, he really did like him a lot. "So no more kissing other people and sleeping around..."
He nodded. There would be no more one night stands with nameless faceless businessmen because he was drunk or lonely or both. Not that he'd been doing that lately anyway, but it was still the same principle. "Just you. No one else will share my bed."
"Well..." he sighed in relief. It was so much trouble having to find people to sleep with, and sometimes he just had to do it. Now, he had to just find time with his boyfriend, and he had the best boyfriend. He would never admit it, or would try not to, but he knew he did. The brunette looked around and, not seeing anyone but them, he touched Atobe's face and leaned in for a kiss.
He knew they were in a public place and that they couldn't go too far. But he didn't mind the kiss. Not in the least. He kissed back, surprised that kissing Shishido wasn't much different than before. Nothing had changed by making this decision. He was still amazing to kiss. Nothing at all had changed...and everything had. It was a wonderful feeling and he indulged himself in it.
Shishido kissed his boyfriend slowly. It was did different , it was better. he knew those lips wouldn't touch another, that body would feel someone else's heat for as long as they were together. He was a jealous person too and didn't want to share. "I suppose cancelling the meeting was a good decision"