Crossroad hearts: Chapter 4/8
Crossroad hearts: Chapter 4/8
Fujigaya/Senga, Senga/Nikaido (Kis-My-Ft2)
The realization, that he has feelings for Nikaido, doesn't stop Kento from playing with Taisuke the next time he crawls into his bed; he does think of a way to tell Taisuke that he might have found someone he likes, but then he figures that before he does that, he should tell Nikaido. So he lets Taisuke come close, kisses back when their lips meet, doesn't protest when hands roam over his body, touches Taisuke the way he know he likes it, lets him do as he pleases. And he enjoys it, although there is a small something nagging at him, telling him that there's better things he could do. Things that he'd feel more passionate for. Things involving Nikaido.
When they're done, when Taisuke falls asleep behind him, chest to his back and an arm around his waist, the first thing he does is to pick up his phone again, and text Nikaido goodnight. And the next day, there's only two things he actually regrets.
One is that he let Taisuke suck a hickey into his neck again. At the time it felt wonderful, a little painful but nice combined with the pleasure of Taisuke's hands on his body, but when he gets to school, he wishes he had stopped him. Not because his classmate notice; it's neatly covered by his hair, and it's close to the back of his ear anyway, because Taisuke does have the decency to hide what he does, even though he's simultaneously claiming ownership. But no, the classmates don't notice. However, Nikaido does. And the other thing he regrets, is that he texted Nikaido throughout the whole evening and night.
They're eating lunch together when he sees it. It has become a habit, to sit outside the school on a bench in the sun while eating, since they don't have classes together and can hardly meet during the shorter breaks. And that day there's a little bit of wind that plays with his hair, lifts it, blows it around every now and then. Since he knows Nikaido has seen them before he honestly isn't surprised when he feels eyes on him, not on his face but his neck, but then Nikaido puts his chopsticks and his lunch box down next to himself.
“Kenpi, you... That's a new mark, isn't it?”
Kento tenses visibly. “... Yeah.” There's no use thinking up an excuse, it's apparently obvious already.
“Thought so. You didn't have it yesterday.” It breaks his heart a little to hear Nikaido sound just the slightest bit sad. “Even though you said you were at home all day after school.”
“I was at home,” he replies quick and automatically, because he really doesn't want Nikaido to think he's lying to him. Although lying might be the best choice, in this case.
“Oh.” Now he looks like he thinks he's being stupid, and that's almost worse. “So your... came over to your place, I guess.”
“Kinda.” It's technically not a lie. “Why?”
Nikaido blushes. Nikaido blushes and looks away and it's so silly but it makes Kento's heart ache a little with how cute it is.
“Oh, just wondering. You were texting me basically all night too so I thought you were alone.” He pauses. “And I'm a little jealous.”
Kento didn't expect him to be so straightforward. “... jealous?”
“I guess I just wish someone wanted me, even like that, without feelings. … I'd prefer it with feelings though.”
He can tell that Nikaido still isn't exactly happy, even though he laughs while they talk and smile as he leaves for his own classroom, and he has to tell himself to stop hoping when his mind begins dreaming up scenarios of himself with Nikaido. Some as innocent as confessing and getting a “me too” for response; others where he's kissing him breathless, pushing him down on his bed as gently as he possibly could. Nikaido on his back, cheeks flushed red in arousal, lips swollen from kissing and with nervousness in his eyes as Kento makes him feel good, does his best to give him the most comfortable first time he possibly could. He probably looks like a fool with a smile on his face for no particular reason, but just the thought that Nikaido might actually feel something for him makes it impossible to stop daydreaming.
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They're probably both aware of their feelings when Kento sleeps over at Nikaido's place the second time. They stay up late watching a movie, and Nikaido plays absentmindedly with Kento's hair throughout the nearly 3 hours it lasts. Not leaning into the touch is hard, and when he does, Nikaido shifts a little towards him as well. But nothing happens, they just stay like that, and even though the touches are so small it wouldn't be worth even noting if they were in another situation, it sends tiny rushes of happiness through Kento's entire body.
The movie ends with a night sky and fireworks, the main characters finally kissing, and even though he wants to watch it in silence, Nikaido yawns loudly and he can't help bursting out into laughter.
“Tired?” he teases, pokes him in the stomach, and then he looks at the clock. It's past three am and it's not strange at all for Nikaido to be sleepy. So they turn everything off, TV as well as lights, head over to Nikaido's room only to remember that they didn't prepare the extra bed for Kento.
“Ugh let's just get it done with,” Nikaido groans, starts turning to go get the sheets, but Kento stops him with a hand on his arm.
He takes a deep breath before he speaks. “I could just sleep in your bed instead? If you don't mind?” Hopefully it doesn't sound too straightforward.
“Yeah, I... I guess I don't mind.” He seems a little surprised, stands motionless as Kento tugs his own t-shirt off and crawls into the bed with the pajama pants he had changed to even before they decided what to watch. He pulls the covers up and looks expectantly on Nikaido, who still hasn't moved.
“Come on, I thought you were tired?” The words wake him from whatever he was stuck thinking, and he strips himself of his own shirt and gets in next to Kento. It's not a tiny bed, but it's not huge either, just enough that they can lie next to each other without touching. Nikaido clicks the button to his bedside lamp, it turns really dark, and Kento only hears him turn so that they're face to face.
“Kenpi, I...” he mumbles suddenly, but then he yawns again, and Kento giggles.
“Goodnight,” he says, and it might be the sleepiness clouding his own mind that makes him do it without a thought to if he should or not; he leans in and places a soft, quick kiss to Nikaido's cheek.
When he wakes up in the morning he finds that Nikaido is already awake, but he's just on his back, breathing calmly as he stares at the ceiling.
“Good morning,” he says to make him realize they're both awake now, and Nikaido almost jumps.
“Hey,” he says, and that's all. He's so awkward it's cute, and Kento pokes him much like he had done last night. The smile is back on his face as he smirks and turns onto his side, and Kento just looks back at him, butterflies not only in his stomach, more like everywhere they could possibly go.
“Nika, I think I like you,” he blurts out, and this time Nikaido stares at him instead of the ceiling, looking like he can't believe what he just heard.
“You do?” There's an uncertain smile spreading on his lips as he speaks. Kento nods. “I... I like you too. A lot.” The silence between them is a little tense, but only until Kento reaches out for him, for a hug. Nikaido scoots closer, lets himself be pulled into the embrace, and to Kento's surprise, he's the one of them to close the distance between them with a careful, testing kiss.
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The following week, nothing really changes for Kento. He goes to school as usual, has his lunch with Nikaido, texts him from morning to night. Taisuke is not at home as much as he usually is, and doesn't really approach Kento more than any other sibling would; only once, when they're alone in the living room, he presses a kiss to the nape of his neck, but that's all there is. He guesses that there's a lot to do at the studio, since when he does see his brother, he seems to be completely exhausted.
He keeps thinking about telling Taisuke about how he feels for Nikaido, but there's never a good opportunity, and they haven't really decided they're actually together anyway. Once in a while Kento sneaks him a kiss, they hug a little longer than they would before, but it isn't a huge change. He can be open with what he feels, though, and so is Nikaido, and that alone seems to make things so much easier. Nikaido's eyes are still checking his neck and collarbones every day, probably anxious about new marks, even though the last one he has is already faded to the point where it's hard to see it has ever been there.
“Nika,” he says when he catches him glancing at his neck again during lunch, “don't worry about that?”
“What?” Nikaido tries to sound like he has no idea what Kento is talking about.
“My... the one I used to sleep with. I don't anymore, okay?”
Now Nikaido is staring at him again, a little like he did that time when Kento confessed all of a sudden. “Does that mean that you... we...?”
“We should go on a date, Nika. As a couple,” Kento says, and he would never have thought he would ever sound as confident as he thinks he does. The way Nikaido smiles and nods eagerly boosts that confidence further, enough that he leans in and kisses him, right there, on their lunch bench outside the school, and he's kind of thankful that the bell rings right then, because even if he'll be late to class, it means no one is there to watch them.
They're standing outside the school waiting for the bus, Kento and his friends, most of them whining about how much homework there is to do and that they won't get to sleep until they're dead, probably. There is no way he expects the arms that wrap around his waist from behind, and he leans against the body that he's pulled close to, thinking it's Nikaido, even though he doesn't really want his friends to find out that they've got a thing going. But then he realizes that it doesn't smell like Nikaido at all; it's a different shampoo, no, it's a perfume, and Nikaido doesn't wear any perfume at all. And on top of that, Nikaido is actually joining them right then, hurrying a little as if he's afraid to miss the bus; his class must have finished later than it should have.
There's a soft blowing against his ear, and he's starting to get a grip on exactly who it is holding him now; yes, when he turns his head he finds that it's Taisuke, and his heart skips a beat, this time in the anxiety way.
“I finished early,” he purrs into Kento's ear, then laughs when he gets pushed away. The friends that are used to this kind of behavior don't even bat an eyelash. Nikaido, however, is looking skeptically at the two of them. He knows that they're close, but he's never seen it like this, and Kento is sure it's making him jealous.
“The designing project is done?” Kento asks in an attempt to make Nikaido less uncomfortable.
“Not really, but there was nothing left for me to do. We only have so many sewing machines,” he smiles, then continues, “so I thought I'd pick you up. Let's go have ice-cream? Please?”
“You're like a child.” Taisuke laughs again, this time along with the group of friends.
“Shut up,” is all he gets back, then Taisuke is turning to the rest of the people around them. “Oh, Nika, hi!”
Of course it's impossible to look anything other than happy when Taisuke smiles and speaks; he's just that kind of person. So Nikaido responds with a smile that looks happier than Kento knows he is, says that he's doing fine when asked, and doesn't look the slightest disappointed when Taisuke says he'll steal Kento for the rest of the day. A hand finds his wrist and pulls him along towards Taisuke's car, but it lets go quickly and he follows anyway, because to be honest ice-cream sounds better than the half an hour bus ride that will only lead to his home and the reports he should be writing instead of texting all day. That, and he might get a chance to tell Taisuke that he'll probably start dating Nikaido, for real, and he's so deep in thought trying to come up with how to say it, that he doesn't notice the girls whispering to each other as they pass by.
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Fujigaya/Senga, Senga/Nikaido (Kis-My-Ft2)
The realization, that he has feelings for Nikaido, doesn't stop Kento from playing with Taisuke the next time he crawls into his bed; he does think of a way to tell Taisuke that he might have found someone he likes, but then he figures that before he does that, he should tell Nikaido. So he lets Taisuke come close, kisses back when their lips meet, doesn't protest when hands roam over his body, touches Taisuke the way he know he likes it, lets him do as he pleases. And he enjoys it, although there is a small something nagging at him, telling him that there's better things he could do. Things that he'd feel more passionate for. Things involving Nikaido.
When they're done, when Taisuke falls asleep behind him, chest to his back and an arm around his waist, the first thing he does is to pick up his phone again, and text Nikaido goodnight. And the next day, there's only two things he actually regrets.
One is that he let Taisuke suck a hickey into his neck again. At the time it felt wonderful, a little painful but nice combined with the pleasure of Taisuke's hands on his body, but when he gets to school, he wishes he had stopped him. Not because his classmate notice; it's neatly covered by his hair, and it's close to the back of his ear anyway, because Taisuke does have the decency to hide what he does, even though he's simultaneously claiming ownership. But no, the classmates don't notice. However, Nikaido does. And the other thing he regrets, is that he texted Nikaido throughout the whole evening and night.
They're eating lunch together when he sees it. It has become a habit, to sit outside the school on a bench in the sun while eating, since they don't have classes together and can hardly meet during the shorter breaks. And that day there's a little bit of wind that plays with his hair, lifts it, blows it around every now and then. Since he knows Nikaido has seen them before he honestly isn't surprised when he feels eyes on him, not on his face but his neck, but then Nikaido puts his chopsticks and his lunch box down next to himself.
“Kenpi, you... That's a new mark, isn't it?”
Kento tenses visibly. “... Yeah.” There's no use thinking up an excuse, it's apparently obvious already.
“Thought so. You didn't have it yesterday.” It breaks his heart a little to hear Nikaido sound just the slightest bit sad. “Even though you said you were at home all day after school.”
“I was at home,” he replies quick and automatically, because he really doesn't want Nikaido to think he's lying to him. Although lying might be the best choice, in this case.
“Oh.” Now he looks like he thinks he's being stupid, and that's almost worse. “So your... came over to your place, I guess.”
“Kinda.” It's technically not a lie. “Why?”
Nikaido blushes. Nikaido blushes and looks away and it's so silly but it makes Kento's heart ache a little with how cute it is.
“Oh, just wondering. You were texting me basically all night too so I thought you were alone.” He pauses. “And I'm a little jealous.”
Kento didn't expect him to be so straightforward. “... jealous?”
“I guess I just wish someone wanted me, even like that, without feelings. … I'd prefer it with feelings though.”
He can tell that Nikaido still isn't exactly happy, even though he laughs while they talk and smile as he leaves for his own classroom, and he has to tell himself to stop hoping when his mind begins dreaming up scenarios of himself with Nikaido. Some as innocent as confessing and getting a “me too” for response; others where he's kissing him breathless, pushing him down on his bed as gently as he possibly could. Nikaido on his back, cheeks flushed red in arousal, lips swollen from kissing and with nervousness in his eyes as Kento makes him feel good, does his best to give him the most comfortable first time he possibly could. He probably looks like a fool with a smile on his face for no particular reason, but just the thought that Nikaido might actually feel something for him makes it impossible to stop daydreaming.
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They're probably both aware of their feelings when Kento sleeps over at Nikaido's place the second time. They stay up late watching a movie, and Nikaido plays absentmindedly with Kento's hair throughout the nearly 3 hours it lasts. Not leaning into the touch is hard, and when he does, Nikaido shifts a little towards him as well. But nothing happens, they just stay like that, and even though the touches are so small it wouldn't be worth even noting if they were in another situation, it sends tiny rushes of happiness through Kento's entire body.
The movie ends with a night sky and fireworks, the main characters finally kissing, and even though he wants to watch it in silence, Nikaido yawns loudly and he can't help bursting out into laughter.
“Tired?” he teases, pokes him in the stomach, and then he looks at the clock. It's past three am and it's not strange at all for Nikaido to be sleepy. So they turn everything off, TV as well as lights, head over to Nikaido's room only to remember that they didn't prepare the extra bed for Kento.
“Ugh let's just get it done with,” Nikaido groans, starts turning to go get the sheets, but Kento stops him with a hand on his arm.
He takes a deep breath before he speaks. “I could just sleep in your bed instead? If you don't mind?” Hopefully it doesn't sound too straightforward.
“Yeah, I... I guess I don't mind.” He seems a little surprised, stands motionless as Kento tugs his own t-shirt off and crawls into the bed with the pajama pants he had changed to even before they decided what to watch. He pulls the covers up and looks expectantly on Nikaido, who still hasn't moved.
“Come on, I thought you were tired?” The words wake him from whatever he was stuck thinking, and he strips himself of his own shirt and gets in next to Kento. It's not a tiny bed, but it's not huge either, just enough that they can lie next to each other without touching. Nikaido clicks the button to his bedside lamp, it turns really dark, and Kento only hears him turn so that they're face to face.
“Kenpi, I...” he mumbles suddenly, but then he yawns again, and Kento giggles.
“Goodnight,” he says, and it might be the sleepiness clouding his own mind that makes him do it without a thought to if he should or not; he leans in and places a soft, quick kiss to Nikaido's cheek.
When he wakes up in the morning he finds that Nikaido is already awake, but he's just on his back, breathing calmly as he stares at the ceiling.
“Good morning,” he says to make him realize they're both awake now, and Nikaido almost jumps.
“Hey,” he says, and that's all. He's so awkward it's cute, and Kento pokes him much like he had done last night. The smile is back on his face as he smirks and turns onto his side, and Kento just looks back at him, butterflies not only in his stomach, more like everywhere they could possibly go.
“Nika, I think I like you,” he blurts out, and this time Nikaido stares at him instead of the ceiling, looking like he can't believe what he just heard.
“You do?” There's an uncertain smile spreading on his lips as he speaks. Kento nods. “I... I like you too. A lot.” The silence between them is a little tense, but only until Kento reaches out for him, for a hug. Nikaido scoots closer, lets himself be pulled into the embrace, and to Kento's surprise, he's the one of them to close the distance between them with a careful, testing kiss.
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The following week, nothing really changes for Kento. He goes to school as usual, has his lunch with Nikaido, texts him from morning to night. Taisuke is not at home as much as he usually is, and doesn't really approach Kento more than any other sibling would; only once, when they're alone in the living room, he presses a kiss to the nape of his neck, but that's all there is. He guesses that there's a lot to do at the studio, since when he does see his brother, he seems to be completely exhausted.
He keeps thinking about telling Taisuke about how he feels for Nikaido, but there's never a good opportunity, and they haven't really decided they're actually together anyway. Once in a while Kento sneaks him a kiss, they hug a little longer than they would before, but it isn't a huge change. He can be open with what he feels, though, and so is Nikaido, and that alone seems to make things so much easier. Nikaido's eyes are still checking his neck and collarbones every day, probably anxious about new marks, even though the last one he has is already faded to the point where it's hard to see it has ever been there.
“Nika,” he says when he catches him glancing at his neck again during lunch, “don't worry about that?”
“What?” Nikaido tries to sound like he has no idea what Kento is talking about.
“My... the one I used to sleep with. I don't anymore, okay?”
Now Nikaido is staring at him again, a little like he did that time when Kento confessed all of a sudden. “Does that mean that you... we...?”
“We should go on a date, Nika. As a couple,” Kento says, and he would never have thought he would ever sound as confident as he thinks he does. The way Nikaido smiles and nods eagerly boosts that confidence further, enough that he leans in and kisses him, right there, on their lunch bench outside the school, and he's kind of thankful that the bell rings right then, because even if he'll be late to class, it means no one is there to watch them.
They're standing outside the school waiting for the bus, Kento and his friends, most of them whining about how much homework there is to do and that they won't get to sleep until they're dead, probably. There is no way he expects the arms that wrap around his waist from behind, and he leans against the body that he's pulled close to, thinking it's Nikaido, even though he doesn't really want his friends to find out that they've got a thing going. But then he realizes that it doesn't smell like Nikaido at all; it's a different shampoo, no, it's a perfume, and Nikaido doesn't wear any perfume at all. And on top of that, Nikaido is actually joining them right then, hurrying a little as if he's afraid to miss the bus; his class must have finished later than it should have.
There's a soft blowing against his ear, and he's starting to get a grip on exactly who it is holding him now; yes, when he turns his head he finds that it's Taisuke, and his heart skips a beat, this time in the anxiety way.
“I finished early,” he purrs into Kento's ear, then laughs when he gets pushed away. The friends that are used to this kind of behavior don't even bat an eyelash. Nikaido, however, is looking skeptically at the two of them. He knows that they're close, but he's never seen it like this, and Kento is sure it's making him jealous.
“The designing project is done?” Kento asks in an attempt to make Nikaido less uncomfortable.
“Not really, but there was nothing left for me to do. We only have so many sewing machines,” he smiles, then continues, “so I thought I'd pick you up. Let's go have ice-cream? Please?”
“You're like a child.” Taisuke laughs again, this time along with the group of friends.
“Shut up,” is all he gets back, then Taisuke is turning to the rest of the people around them. “Oh, Nika, hi!”
Of course it's impossible to look anything other than happy when Taisuke smiles and speaks; he's just that kind of person. So Nikaido responds with a smile that looks happier than Kento knows he is, says that he's doing fine when asked, and doesn't look the slightest disappointed when Taisuke says he'll steal Kento for the rest of the day. A hand finds his wrist and pulls him along towards Taisuke's car, but it lets go quickly and he follows anyway, because to be honest ice-cream sounds better than the half an hour bus ride that will only lead to his home and the reports he should be writing instead of texting all day. That, and he might get a chance to tell Taisuke that he'll probably start dating Nikaido, for real, and he's so deep in thought trying to come up with how to say it, that he doesn't notice the girls whispering to each other as they pass by.
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