Fic : This is Love (Chapter 3)
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Inside the convenience store, Hikaru went straight to the section of coffee maker. He wanted to have strong caffeine in him to calm down himself even though it was just an excuse to erase the feeling he wasn’t sure it was okay to acknowledge it. How come a smile from a man he was barely talked to was able to make him want to throw away all reasoning just to open the door’s car and kiss the other man right there.
Hikaru made black coffee for himself and a cappuccino for Fukka. He tried to take a deep breath and got to his sense. He thought he was crazy. Fukka was a man. How come he desired him like it was natural. They didn’t even know each other for a long time. They were like complete strangers, but how come he had feelings that he couldn’t understand himself? He never had someone who could upside down his life like this. Even he never had someone special romantically. Wait, why he thought about kiss and romance just in a day? He looked at his car which had Fukka inside. Suddenly he didn’t know what to do.
After ten minutes, Hikaru got back to his car, hoping Fukka was already sleeping, bored of waiting for him, but no, Fukka was there, wide awake, welcoming him into the car which once again with his gentle smile. He gave the coffee to Fukka without word or smile and focused his eyes on the road ahead. He drank his coffee to the last drop, not caring he burnt his tongue and pretended Fukka wasn’t there at all. Why? He didn’t want to accept the fact he had Fukka with him in such small space. He wanted to keep his sanity intact.
“Thanks,” Hikaru heard Fukka mumbled and didn’t answer. He felt like an asshole to act this cold to him, but he knew his heart couldn’t stand it if he gave in to his feelings.
“Where have you been staying?” Hikaru asked and got ready to drive the car.
“Hatozaki Hotel.”
“For how long?”
“I am not sure. I don’t have time to find a place.”
Hikaru didn’t ask again. The hotel was quite far. It would take at least an hour to go there. He sighed. What was he doing really? He wasn’t a teenager who just realized he had crush on someone. He needed to be a man. He just wanted to help Fukka. That’s all.
It was silent throughout the drive. Hikaru acted like Fukka just air there. It made Fukka’s heart sank as he thought he became a burden to Hikaru. He thought Hikaru just helped him and he was grateful for that, but not getting a smile and cold shoulder instead from Hikaru was hurting him so much he couldn’t taste the coffee at all.
Fukka looked at his reflection on the window glass beside him. He could see some tears pooled on his eyes which surprised him of how he wanted so much of them to have good relationship. He tried, but…
“Ouch!” Fukka felt the hotness.
Hikaru pulled over to the side road right away. He stopped the car and asked, “Are you okay?”
Fukka nodded and Hikaru saw some tears on his eyes. “Are you hurt?” he asked again.
Fukka shook his head. “No,” he couldn’t help to sound so shaky. He thought he was too tired and sad. He poured the coffee to himself just because he lost his mind and his grip on the cup was loosen. Thank God, he drank most of the coffee and it didn’t burn him. He watched how Hikaru took his bag and a plastic with food inside which he kept on top of his laps to the back seat and then tried to dry the coffee from his coat. He wanted to cry seeing how Hikaru was so caring to him. It meant Hikaru didn’t hate him, right?
“Be careful. You can sleep if you are tired,” Hikaru said with gentle voice. Fukka didn’t say anything because he was busy to stare at Hikaru who were so close to him now. He could even smell the cologne Hikaru used, especially when Hikaru helped him to put on the seatbelt. They stared at each other that close which made Fukka forgot how to breath until Hikaru pulled back and started to drive again.
“Can you change the song? I want a song that can make it easy to sleep?” Fukka asked for impossible at impossible time. But it was enough to distract them from the heartbeat that was actually what they heard in their ears right now. Hikaru did what Fukka asked. It made Fukka like Hikaru because the other could be cold to him on the outside, but he had kindness inside him and showed it to him with all his action. Slowly, feeling himself wrapped in the blanket of Hikaru’s gentleness, he slept with smile on his face.
Continue to Part 3 (.^_^.)