Daiki's Little Problem
Title: Daiki's Little Problem
Author: keeconk
Pairing: TaDaiki
Rating: PG-15
Word count: 4,059
Disclaimer: is currently still praying that they're mine.
Summary: Daiki is a dead sack when he sleeps, and everyone knows that. But lately, since he lives with his boyfriend, he finds it really hard to sleep soundly. He even actually wakes up early, something that he thought will only happen at the end of the world.
A.N.: It's unbeta'ed. AU setting. A continuation of Takaki's Little Diary. This time it's from Daiki's point of view. You can read this one-shot alone, but it will be better to read that one first.
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When I sleep, Inoo often says that I look like a pig. I won’t move, nor will I wake up that easily. Up until recently, I believed that. My mom always complains on how hard it is to wake me up. My brother says that if the house is burned down, I won’t even notice. Even my roommate says that I never reply his morning greeting every day.
But somehow right now, I find myself waking up really early. The sun is not even that high yet, but somehow, I woke up. I just moved in to this little apartment actually, still, I’m not the type that has any problem with sleeping in new places. The only problem is, I’m not used to having someone else beside me. So yeah, I’m Arioka Daiki, twenty years old; and has problem sleeping with his boyfriend beside him. It’s not that I don’t like sleeping with him; it’s just that although we used to be roommate and usually take naps together, I never really share a bed at night with anyone before.
Takaki (that’s my boyfriend’s name), is currently sleeping soundly beside me. Everything about having him there is just awesome. Like how silly he looks like when he sleeps, or how tight he’s currently hugging me. Everything is just fine but one thing, I tend to wake up every now and then the whole night! It is as if I’m pretty nervous having him around. What’s worse is that we’ve been living together for a month! I should get use to it by now, but apparently I’m not.
“Takaki, you have morning class,” I kick his leg, complaining like I always do to make it seems normal; of course, to make it less obvious that I’m still not used to the whole idea of living with my boyfriend.
He shifts his body to face the other side, letting go of his hug on me. Geez~, I know that it’s too early to wake up for him, but at least he could say good morning or something instead of staying in bed - looking pretty much like a dead fish. “I’m using the shower first,” at the end, I stand up and make my way to bathroom.
At times like this, hot water shower is definitely the best. It helps me think. Yet, I still pretty much do not understand why on earth I just have to feel so, well, nervous around him. It just doesn’t make any sense. Everything doesn’t make any sense!! Nothing changes from when we were still roommates, but still it feels weird. Takaki is still pretty much lazy to study. Or still pretty much throws papers at me in class. Sigh, Arioka Daiki, it seems that you have to see a psychiatrist.
“Oi~.. What do you want for breakfast?!” Takaki’s head suddenly popped out from the bathroom’s door.
I blink, and freeze of course. Turning my head in somewhat a panic state, I literally almost throw the shampoo at him. Can he at least knock first?! No, Daiki! Don’t blush! There’s no reason for you blush just because he suddenly opens the door!! It’s pretty normal! Especially when you live together with him! Arioka Daiki! Hold yourself together!
“Anything will do. And next time, knock first!” I frown as I form a little pout with my lips.
“Knock?! Oh come on chibi~. It’s not like it’s the first time I see you naked,” Takaki just shakes his head, somewhat not amused.
Is he stupid?! Like seriously stupid!?!?
“Wait..” he tilts his head as he rolls his eyes. “This is actually the first time I see you naked! Oh my god!! Have we even had sex yet?!” his eyes widen up and there is this hysterical expression in his face.
Now he realizes. Idiot.
“Just close the door, will you?! Go and make breakfast before I throw this shampoo at you,” I threaten him.
That boyfriend of mine just giggles as he closes the door, only to then open it up again and sticks out his tongue at me. What the fuck?!?! Is he seriously older than me?!?! Although he’s only one year older, still, I expect him to act at least more mature than me at some point! Not acting like some sort of kid like that!!
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“You can’t be serious, right?” Inoo frowns at me, as if I’m insane.
“What do you mean by I can’t be serious?”
“You’ve been living together for like a month!! And you guys were roommates for one semester! I don’t understand why you feel weird to be around him,” Inoo sways his chopsticks around; pretty much looks confused with my statement.
“Do you think I would consult you if I know why?!” I frown back at him.
Inoo is like some sort of consultant for me. He’s a year older, yet he’s in the same year as me. Not that he is stupid or anything. He’s in fact super duper smart. It’s just that he took a year off before then continuing his study in uni. We don’t have any class together; we are even in different faculties to be exact. Inoo is taking some architecture stuff, while I’m taking Economics. The two of us just happened to bump into each other during registration and induction week, and from then onwards, we kind of hang out with each other often.
“Even more, he’s my boyfriend. It doesn’t make any sense, Inoo-chan!” I sigh as I put down my own chopsticks. I definitely do not have any appetite to eat.
“Ha?!”
Now what?! Has Inoo turned like some sort of idiot like Takaki too?!”
“Your boyfriend?!”
Ah~.. I haven’t told him about that.
“What do you mean by your boyfriend?!?! I don’t even know that you swing that way!!” Inoo literally glares at me.
“Oh well, you see. The reason why he ends up in my apartment too is because the night I was moving, he kind of kissed me. Then it was kind of hard to lie to how I feel about him after that one kiss. So yeah, I kind of invited him to stay with me,” I explain.
“But that doesn’t explain much! God! My best friend just told me that he has a boyfriend, and I don’t even know that he’s gay!” Inoo puts his face on his palms as he murmurs some other inaudible sentences; somehow sounds like tons of regrets to me, but well.
“Well, I never say I’m straight,” I roll my eyes.
Really, I’m not hiding the fact that I prefer guys. Maybe even the smartest guy I ever met finds it really hard to figure it out because nothing about me screams that I’m gay. Still, Inoo is my best friend, and it is kind of expected from him to realize that. As a best friend, Inoo should notice that I don’t even have a girlfriend! He should even notice that I never am interested in any check-that-girl-out-Daiki-she-is-so-hot conversation that Inoo always bring out.
“Does that mean you like Takaki since you became his roommate?” asked Inoo, somehow accepting the fact that I’m not straight quite quickly.
“Ehmm.. Maybe longer than that,” I reply reluctantly.
“Since he bullied you that day?” Inoo asked me more intensely.
Ah~, that day. I remember that day well. It was my first week of uni life and it was my first class with Takaki. Every girl (and maybe some guys) would definitely agree with me that the way he entered the class as he laughed around with Hikaru and Yabu was just plain breath taking. With his shade on his hair and the grey parka he was wearing; not to mention that his hair was still black (he definitely needs to dye it back to black! He looks better in black!). And if only I didn’t accidentally spill Yabu’s coffee, maybe Hikaru and Takaki wouldn’t notice my existence. That maybe I would still be admiring him from far.
“No. I think, it might be even longer than that,” I sigh; pretty much realize where the conversation might be going. Inoo will definitely dig in every explanation that he needs from me. Even if it means skipping his next class. It’s just that kind of person he is.
“Longer than that?!?! How long have you known him actually?!” Inoo literally looks surprised with my answer. Maybe he expects me to say ‘I don’t know since when’, or any other believable answer.
“We’ve known each other; of course as you know, for almost two years. But I’ve known him longer than that.”
“Dai-chan, stop acting all secretive and just tell me the whole story already!” Inoo complains at me at the end. I’ve known him too well to not see this coming. That’s exactly why I don’t really tell him anything about my love life. He’s just a little bit nosy when it comes to that. Like some sort of teenage girl reading some shoujuo manga. Wait. He indeed reads shoujou manga! Sigh.
“We went to the same high school,” I answer.
“Seriously?!”
“And his brother was my classmate, and we were close friends. Still in good term with him though, but since he’s in another faculty now, I don’t really see him around that much anymore.”
“Wow~, what a coincidence,” Inoo crosses his arms against his chest. “Wait, does that mean you like him since high school?!”
Jackpot~. Pathetic, I know. You don’t really have to remind me about that. I’m pretty much aware that I’m such a loser for liking someone for so long and not even do anything about it. It’s just that God seems to like me a little bit better lately that I end up having him as a boyfriend.
“Does he know you like him since high school?” this time Inoo literally looks like a girl asking me around like that. Geez~.
“Of course not! I have reputation to maintain!”
“Ah~. I think that’s the problem. You are still trying to act cool in front of him. You should drop that act, then you’ll feel much easier around him,” Inoo stands up as he takes his tray with him. “Well, see you later then. I have class in less than five minutes.”
This will be one of those times where I will disagree with Inoo and yet deep down inside I know that he’s right.
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I never actually think of our relationship as weird until, for some reason, Takaki and I end up watching this teenage love drama on TV as we are eating our dinner. Sure, we live together. We sleep in the same bed, and we cook for each other when we are home. We also take turns on the one in charge of our laundry. But we’re still pretty much lacking in almost everything! Takaki never holds my hand when we walk side by side! I never make any lunch box for him (it’s not like he makes lunch box for me too!). And, we never stare at each other full of meaning. Huaaa!! It’s frustrating!!
Okay, I’m pretty much talking like a girl right now; but really, who else will take the role of the girl in this relationship if not me?! I’m prettier than him, and I’m short! Yes, people! I admit it that I’m short! So it’s definitely me the one that is the girl here! Even more, I’m always in the inner smooch when we sleep! Everything about me screams that I’m the girl here! Sigh.
“Why are you staring at your rice so intensely like that, Daiki?” asks Takaki as he whacks my head lightly.
“You don’t have to whack me, you know,” I pout.
“But I called your name for like two or three times, and you were like spacing out. That freaks me out, okay,” he frowns.
“Why the heck would it freak you out?!” I pout even more.
“Ha? For obvious reason, chibi~. You are my boyfriend, so getting all worried over little stuff is normal,” he replies back.
Ah~. I don’t know whether I should smile at that, or blush, or maybe flail around. Takaki doesn’t really say romantic stuff around, but when he says something so bluntly, it kind of makes me feel high. And he needs to stop that before I start losing all of my insanity and have to go to rehabilitation for chronic addiction towards his words.
“Ne, do you think we are just like any other normal couple?” I ask at the end. Inoo is right after all, I need to open up a little bit more.
“Of course not.”
“We’re not?” I blink.
“We’re both guys, of course we’re not like any other couples,” he replies.
It puts me into silence for awhile. Yeah, that’s one obvious fact, idiot. I know that, and it doesn’t take a genius to figure that out. It’s just the fact that there is no honey-I-love-you-and-be-with-me-forever-muach-muach moment!! Damn, I don’t how I should tell him. I feel like he would think of me as a pervert! I mean, I don’t need the ah-there-yeah-more-faster-harder-aaahh thing, I just need the romance!
“I just wish there’s more romance..” I mumble at the end.
Takaki stares at me for awhile. It is one of those stares that I never dare to see. It has a deep questioning mark in it and I always refuse to see it. Despite the fact that Takaki can be such a dick head sometimes, at times like this, he scares me out. Or maybe it is indeed that long deep in love stare, but I just never notice it because I’m too scared to even look at him back.
“I’ll try,” he replies, with hand pretty much patting my head as if I’m sort of a dog or something. Yet, it is still relieving to know that he at least gets what I mean (at least I assume he does). Now you know why I fell for him?! He’s a good guy, he just doesn’t know it.
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I’m Arioka Daiki, and I’m still nervous with the idea of living together with my boyfriend. As the matter of fact, I’m even currently sitting on our bed as I stare at his sleeping face. It’s 7pm, and it’s his turn to make dinner. My stomach is currently growling and I pretty much can just wake him up to force him to make dinner now. But yet again, I’m scared that I will sound like a whiner. Sigh. Maybe Inoo is right. I really need to open myself up with him.
“Ne~.. Dinner..” I poke his cheek softly.
“Ehm..” Takaki just shifts a little and does nothing else.
“Takaki!! I want dinner!” I say at the end, nudging him around as I form a little pout on my lips.
His eyes flies open as he blinks them. I will do the same exact thing to if he does that to me, but well, I can’t help it but think of it as somewhat cute. He sits up on the bed as he brushes his fingers on his eyes to make his vision clearer, and I swear his hair looks damn messy. Not that I’m complaining, in fact, he looks funny that way.
“Tsk. Can you be gentler with your way of waking me up?” he frowns.
“But I’m hungry~,” I answer him back.
“You can cook yourself, can’t you?! I’m tired. Unlike you, I have club’s activity,” he replies back.
“But I want you to cook for me! And it’s your turn, not mine!”
Takaki goes silence. Ah~. Selfish little me just surfaces. I complain a lot, I admit that; but being all selfish is not really something I want just anyone to see. I actually really hate it when things aren’t going my way. And I don’t like doing something that someone else is actually responsible for that. I have to be honest; I’m a selfish little brat.
But the next thing that I know, Takaki is already pressing his lips against mine. Wait. He’s shoving in his tongue! What?!?! This is the very first time he does that!! Now what should I do?! Arioka Daiki! You shall not get all freaked out about it! You are the one that wants more romance!
“That’s something new~,” he chuckles. “My little boyfriend is actually really stubborn,” he grins as he pinches my cheeks hard.
“Who did you call little?!” I shove away his hands.
“You~..” he stands up and makes his way to the kitchen.
I’m pretty much speechless. Although I always know that Takaki always acts childish, it still shuts me up each time he does that. And the kiss… Sigh. I kind of like it, actually. No no no! Not that I’m being such a pervert or something! But really, it was sweet. Just nice and easy. Not that sort of passionate yet meaningless kind of kiss. Besides, don’t you think it’s cute, the fact it takes him a month to actually make out with me?! I mean, I feel secured somehow that what he wants is a relationship, not lust. Damn, I just make myself sounds more like a girl.
“And oh!” Takaki stops halfway as he turns his body. “Next time, don’t be too paralyzed and at least kiss me back~.”
I throw my house slippers at him at the end.
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“I don’t recall allowing you to jump into my shower,” I frown when Takaki walks into the bathroom and simply takes off all of his clothes before then shoving me aside a little to get the water poured into him.
“What is so wrong about sharing this little cubicle for the two of us?! We share a bed~,” he replies.
“Yeah, a bed that can fit two people!” I frown even more.
“Oh come on, chibi~. What is so wrong about taking shower with your boyfriend?!” he grins.
Everything about it is so wrong!! I mean, he saw me naked only once. Once! And this, oh dear god, is my first time seeing him naked! Oh, he’s quite hot with nothing on by the way. Although he needs to eat more. Wait, back to the main topic. Yeah yeah, it’s just so wrong! Look at us! Naked in shower cube! Aren’t you thinking what I’m thinking?! It’s not good for someone as pervy as me! Wait. I did not just say that I’m a pervert!
“Why does your face look so sour?!” he pinches me when we are done and are currently watching the TV. It’s Saturday night, and we are actually spending the night watching some useless program. We need a life.
“It’s your own fault, you moron!”
“How so?” he tilts his head.
“Because you just popped into my shower without my permission!”
“You didn’t kick me out, so I thought there was no problem with it,” he answers me back.
“Are you stupid?” I whack his head hard.
“Ouch!”
“Perverted stuff was running through my mind, you idiot!” I complain.
Oops! I did not just say that! I did not say that! Shit! Now what should I do?! Now he will totally look at me as if I’m a pervert! Or worse, he will see me as a whore - or gigolo, since I’m a guy. Whichever term doesn’t really matter. I totally just ruined my own reputation. This can’t be happening! Arioka Daiki! You are so doomed!
“Well, isn’t that normal?! Besides, you can just ask me if you want to, well, have sex,” he replies calmly, with eyes on the TV screen and hands taking the tea that is on the table before then sipping it.
“Eh?!”
“What ‘eh’? What is so weird about thinking of perverted stuff, Daiki? We are both guys, and we both know well how perverted guys are. I’m not blaming you for that,” he raises an eyebrow at me.
I can only sit still, staring at him.
“And it’s not like I don’t think of those perverted stuff,” he adds.
That’s it. I have enough. I stand up as I take Takaki on the hand before then dragging him with me. Yeah, I pretty much cannot wait any longer. A relationship?! Yeah yeah yeah, we need that and that’s what we want. But my hormone is killing me lately! If only Takaki doesn’t walk around the apartment shirtless almost all the time, maybe I won’t even think of such thing! Or if he doesn’t keep on randomly asking me stuff when I’m showering!
Pressing Takaki’s back to the bed, I crawl on top of him with eyes pretty much piercing at him; as if he is my prey or something (I sound so wrong somehow). Oh, look at those blinking confused eyes. He doesn’t have any idea why I’m doing this, does he? Or he just pretends that he doesn’t?! Either way, let’s just get this done with. I’m a little bit tired of being somehow self-controlled around him.
“I said you can just ask, not force me to,” he frowns.
“I’m not forcing you.”
“Then why are you pinning me down?”
“I…”
Takaki pushes me away. Damn, I’m so doomed! I think he’s not happy with it. What if I gave him an impression that I don’t believe him?! What if… eh?! Now why I’m the one that being pinned down!! I look around, trying to remember when Takaki actually pushes me to the bed. I was just sitting on it seconds ago! He.. he.. he’s so hot staring at me like that. Sigh.
“Now this is the right position,” he grins.
“Shut up..” I mumble, with a little pout on my lips.
“No complain being the one down there?”
“Just get into business, will you?!” my hands reach out his head before then pulling it down to me.
This time, I will definitely kiss him back.
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Remember my little problem?! The one where I can’t seem to sleep soundly since we moved into this apartment?! I think, I shall go back to Inoo’s theory that no matter how hectic the room is, I won’t wake up that easily. Really, I can totally feel that someone is poking my cheeks, pinching them with all his might, and even squeezing my nose that I find it hard to breathe. Clearly he is trying to wake me up. And it is clear that I’m still the same dead sack when I sleep.
“What the hell are you doing, Takaki?!” I complain as I shove his hand away.
“Waking you up. What else can it be?! We have class in one hour. And why your old habit of waking up late comes back?” he tilts his head as he sits by the edge of the bed.
“I don’t know,” I reply.
“Did I wear you out last night?!” he grins.
A crimson colour of shade creeps on my cheeks. He really doesn’t have to remind me of that! I mean, it’s embarrassing enough to wake up to an empty bed (not literally empty, but Takaki is fully dressed for class and he wasn’t sitting on the bed when he woke me up) and not having your clothes on! And oh! The pain starts to kick in.
“I’m skipping,” I mumble as I turn and curl my body up, preventing my butt to touch anything. Even the comfy bed feels like needle.
“You’re skipping?! That’s so not like you,” he comments.
“It’s burning down there (and guess who fault it is?!), and I don’t want to put pillow on my seat, you moron. Besides, I feel really sleepy,” I answer him back.
In between my little hazy brain, I can hear Takaki chuckling at what I said. Lips are pressed against my own and the blanket is being pulled up to cover my bare chest. I’m kind of flying to dream land when I feel a breeze of air beside my ear. “Next time I’ll use more lube. Now go to sleep, chibi~.”
Shut up. But those two words never escaped my lips. Instead, I can feel my self smiling before I go back to sleep. Inoo is right. I just need to be more honest about myself. I feel like killing him when he’s right.
Wait. Did he say next time?! Oh dear god! Now perverted stuff runs through my mind again! That stupid moron!
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Huaaa!! Another fic!! I guess I'm being somewhat productive?! I said somewhat, btw. ROFL. I love pervy Daiki, because he is pervy!! I hope Daiki in this story somewhat still resembles Daiki in the previous one. I'm a little bit afraid that I shift his character too much. But well, hope you enjoy it~.
Love it? Hate it? Comment? Or just love me?! XP~..
Author: keeconk
Pairing: TaDaiki
Rating: PG-15
Word count: 4,059
Disclaimer: is currently still praying that they're mine.
Summary: Daiki is a dead sack when he sleeps, and everyone knows that. But lately, since he lives with his boyfriend, he finds it really hard to sleep soundly. He even actually wakes up early, something that he thought will only happen at the end of the world.
A.N.: It's unbeta'ed. AU setting. A continuation of Takaki's Little Diary. This time it's from Daiki's point of view. You can read this one-shot alone, but it will be better to read that one first.
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When I sleep, Inoo often says that I look like a pig. I won’t move, nor will I wake up that easily. Up until recently, I believed that. My mom always complains on how hard it is to wake me up. My brother says that if the house is burned down, I won’t even notice. Even my roommate says that I never reply his morning greeting every day.
But somehow right now, I find myself waking up really early. The sun is not even that high yet, but somehow, I woke up. I just moved in to this little apartment actually, still, I’m not the type that has any problem with sleeping in new places. The only problem is, I’m not used to having someone else beside me. So yeah, I’m Arioka Daiki, twenty years old; and has problem sleeping with his boyfriend beside him. It’s not that I don’t like sleeping with him; it’s just that although we used to be roommate and usually take naps together, I never really share a bed at night with anyone before.
Takaki (that’s my boyfriend’s name), is currently sleeping soundly beside me. Everything about having him there is just awesome. Like how silly he looks like when he sleeps, or how tight he’s currently hugging me. Everything is just fine but one thing, I tend to wake up every now and then the whole night! It is as if I’m pretty nervous having him around. What’s worse is that we’ve been living together for a month! I should get use to it by now, but apparently I’m not.
“Takaki, you have morning class,” I kick his leg, complaining like I always do to make it seems normal; of course, to make it less obvious that I’m still not used to the whole idea of living with my boyfriend.
He shifts his body to face the other side, letting go of his hug on me. Geez~, I know that it’s too early to wake up for him, but at least he could say good morning or something instead of staying in bed - looking pretty much like a dead fish. “I’m using the shower first,” at the end, I stand up and make my way to bathroom.
At times like this, hot water shower is definitely the best. It helps me think. Yet, I still pretty much do not understand why on earth I just have to feel so, well, nervous around him. It just doesn’t make any sense. Everything doesn’t make any sense!! Nothing changes from when we were still roommates, but still it feels weird. Takaki is still pretty much lazy to study. Or still pretty much throws papers at me in class. Sigh, Arioka Daiki, it seems that you have to see a psychiatrist.
“Oi~.. What do you want for breakfast?!” Takaki’s head suddenly popped out from the bathroom’s door.
I blink, and freeze of course. Turning my head in somewhat a panic state, I literally almost throw the shampoo at him. Can he at least knock first?! No, Daiki! Don’t blush! There’s no reason for you blush just because he suddenly opens the door!! It’s pretty normal! Especially when you live together with him! Arioka Daiki! Hold yourself together!
“Anything will do. And next time, knock first!” I frown as I form a little pout with my lips.
“Knock?! Oh come on chibi~. It’s not like it’s the first time I see you naked,” Takaki just shakes his head, somewhat not amused.
Is he stupid?! Like seriously stupid!?!?
“Wait..” he tilts his head as he rolls his eyes. “This is actually the first time I see you naked! Oh my god!! Have we even had sex yet?!” his eyes widen up and there is this hysterical expression in his face.
Now he realizes. Idiot.
“Just close the door, will you?! Go and make breakfast before I throw this shampoo at you,” I threaten him.
That boyfriend of mine just giggles as he closes the door, only to then open it up again and sticks out his tongue at me. What the fuck?!?! Is he seriously older than me?!?! Although he’s only one year older, still, I expect him to act at least more mature than me at some point! Not acting like some sort of kid like that!!
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“You can’t be serious, right?” Inoo frowns at me, as if I’m insane.
“What do you mean by I can’t be serious?”
“You’ve been living together for like a month!! And you guys were roommates for one semester! I don’t understand why you feel weird to be around him,” Inoo sways his chopsticks around; pretty much looks confused with my statement.
“Do you think I would consult you if I know why?!” I frown back at him.
Inoo is like some sort of consultant for me. He’s a year older, yet he’s in the same year as me. Not that he is stupid or anything. He’s in fact super duper smart. It’s just that he took a year off before then continuing his study in uni. We don’t have any class together; we are even in different faculties to be exact. Inoo is taking some architecture stuff, while I’m taking Economics. The two of us just happened to bump into each other during registration and induction week, and from then onwards, we kind of hang out with each other often.
“Even more, he’s my boyfriend. It doesn’t make any sense, Inoo-chan!” I sigh as I put down my own chopsticks. I definitely do not have any appetite to eat.
“Ha?!”
Now what?! Has Inoo turned like some sort of idiot like Takaki too?!”
“Your boyfriend?!”
Ah~.. I haven’t told him about that.
“What do you mean by your boyfriend?!?! I don’t even know that you swing that way!!” Inoo literally glares at me.
“Oh well, you see. The reason why he ends up in my apartment too is because the night I was moving, he kind of kissed me. Then it was kind of hard to lie to how I feel about him after that one kiss. So yeah, I kind of invited him to stay with me,” I explain.
“But that doesn’t explain much! God! My best friend just told me that he has a boyfriend, and I don’t even know that he’s gay!” Inoo puts his face on his palms as he murmurs some other inaudible sentences; somehow sounds like tons of regrets to me, but well.
“Well, I never say I’m straight,” I roll my eyes.
Really, I’m not hiding the fact that I prefer guys. Maybe even the smartest guy I ever met finds it really hard to figure it out because nothing about me screams that I’m gay. Still, Inoo is my best friend, and it is kind of expected from him to realize that. As a best friend, Inoo should notice that I don’t even have a girlfriend! He should even notice that I never am interested in any check-that-girl-out-Daiki-she-is-so-hot conversation that Inoo always bring out.
“Does that mean you like Takaki since you became his roommate?” asked Inoo, somehow accepting the fact that I’m not straight quite quickly.
“Ehmm.. Maybe longer than that,” I reply reluctantly.
“Since he bullied you that day?” Inoo asked me more intensely.
Ah~, that day. I remember that day well. It was my first week of uni life and it was my first class with Takaki. Every girl (and maybe some guys) would definitely agree with me that the way he entered the class as he laughed around with Hikaru and Yabu was just plain breath taking. With his shade on his hair and the grey parka he was wearing; not to mention that his hair was still black (he definitely needs to dye it back to black! He looks better in black!). And if only I didn’t accidentally spill Yabu’s coffee, maybe Hikaru and Takaki wouldn’t notice my existence. That maybe I would still be admiring him from far.
“No. I think, it might be even longer than that,” I sigh; pretty much realize where the conversation might be going. Inoo will definitely dig in every explanation that he needs from me. Even if it means skipping his next class. It’s just that kind of person he is.
“Longer than that?!?! How long have you known him actually?!” Inoo literally looks surprised with my answer. Maybe he expects me to say ‘I don’t know since when’, or any other believable answer.
“We’ve known each other; of course as you know, for almost two years. But I’ve known him longer than that.”
“Dai-chan, stop acting all secretive and just tell me the whole story already!” Inoo complains at me at the end. I’ve known him too well to not see this coming. That’s exactly why I don’t really tell him anything about my love life. He’s just a little bit nosy when it comes to that. Like some sort of teenage girl reading some shoujuo manga. Wait. He indeed reads shoujou manga! Sigh.
“We went to the same high school,” I answer.
“Seriously?!”
“And his brother was my classmate, and we were close friends. Still in good term with him though, but since he’s in another faculty now, I don’t really see him around that much anymore.”
“Wow~, what a coincidence,” Inoo crosses his arms against his chest. “Wait, does that mean you like him since high school?!”
Jackpot~. Pathetic, I know. You don’t really have to remind me about that. I’m pretty much aware that I’m such a loser for liking someone for so long and not even do anything about it. It’s just that God seems to like me a little bit better lately that I end up having him as a boyfriend.
“Does he know you like him since high school?” this time Inoo literally looks like a girl asking me around like that. Geez~.
“Of course not! I have reputation to maintain!”
“Ah~. I think that’s the problem. You are still trying to act cool in front of him. You should drop that act, then you’ll feel much easier around him,” Inoo stands up as he takes his tray with him. “Well, see you later then. I have class in less than five minutes.”
This will be one of those times where I will disagree with Inoo and yet deep down inside I know that he’s right.
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I never actually think of our relationship as weird until, for some reason, Takaki and I end up watching this teenage love drama on TV as we are eating our dinner. Sure, we live together. We sleep in the same bed, and we cook for each other when we are home. We also take turns on the one in charge of our laundry. But we’re still pretty much lacking in almost everything! Takaki never holds my hand when we walk side by side! I never make any lunch box for him (it’s not like he makes lunch box for me too!). And, we never stare at each other full of meaning. Huaaa!! It’s frustrating!!
Okay, I’m pretty much talking like a girl right now; but really, who else will take the role of the girl in this relationship if not me?! I’m prettier than him, and I’m short! Yes, people! I admit it that I’m short! So it’s definitely me the one that is the girl here! Even more, I’m always in the inner smooch when we sleep! Everything about me screams that I’m the girl here! Sigh.
“Why are you staring at your rice so intensely like that, Daiki?” asks Takaki as he whacks my head lightly.
“You don’t have to whack me, you know,” I pout.
“But I called your name for like two or three times, and you were like spacing out. That freaks me out, okay,” he frowns.
“Why the heck would it freak you out?!” I pout even more.
“Ha? For obvious reason, chibi~. You are my boyfriend, so getting all worried over little stuff is normal,” he replies back.
Ah~. I don’t know whether I should smile at that, or blush, or maybe flail around. Takaki doesn’t really say romantic stuff around, but when he says something so bluntly, it kind of makes me feel high. And he needs to stop that before I start losing all of my insanity and have to go to rehabilitation for chronic addiction towards his words.
“Ne, do you think we are just like any other normal couple?” I ask at the end. Inoo is right after all, I need to open up a little bit more.
“Of course not.”
“We’re not?” I blink.
“We’re both guys, of course we’re not like any other couples,” he replies.
It puts me into silence for awhile. Yeah, that’s one obvious fact, idiot. I know that, and it doesn’t take a genius to figure that out. It’s just the fact that there is no honey-I-love-you-and-be-with-me-forever-muach-muach moment!! Damn, I don’t how I should tell him. I feel like he would think of me as a pervert! I mean, I don’t need the ah-there-yeah-more-faster-harder-aaahh thing, I just need the romance!
“I just wish there’s more romance..” I mumble at the end.
Takaki stares at me for awhile. It is one of those stares that I never dare to see. It has a deep questioning mark in it and I always refuse to see it. Despite the fact that Takaki can be such a dick head sometimes, at times like this, he scares me out. Or maybe it is indeed that long deep in love stare, but I just never notice it because I’m too scared to even look at him back.
“I’ll try,” he replies, with hand pretty much patting my head as if I’m sort of a dog or something. Yet, it is still relieving to know that he at least gets what I mean (at least I assume he does). Now you know why I fell for him?! He’s a good guy, he just doesn’t know it.
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I’m Arioka Daiki, and I’m still nervous with the idea of living together with my boyfriend. As the matter of fact, I’m even currently sitting on our bed as I stare at his sleeping face. It’s 7pm, and it’s his turn to make dinner. My stomach is currently growling and I pretty much can just wake him up to force him to make dinner now. But yet again, I’m scared that I will sound like a whiner. Sigh. Maybe Inoo is right. I really need to open myself up with him.
“Ne~.. Dinner..” I poke his cheek softly.
“Ehm..” Takaki just shifts a little and does nothing else.
“Takaki!! I want dinner!” I say at the end, nudging him around as I form a little pout on my lips.
His eyes flies open as he blinks them. I will do the same exact thing to if he does that to me, but well, I can’t help it but think of it as somewhat cute. He sits up on the bed as he brushes his fingers on his eyes to make his vision clearer, and I swear his hair looks damn messy. Not that I’m complaining, in fact, he looks funny that way.
“Tsk. Can you be gentler with your way of waking me up?” he frowns.
“But I’m hungry~,” I answer him back.
“You can cook yourself, can’t you?! I’m tired. Unlike you, I have club’s activity,” he replies back.
“But I want you to cook for me! And it’s your turn, not mine!”
Takaki goes silence. Ah~. Selfish little me just surfaces. I complain a lot, I admit that; but being all selfish is not really something I want just anyone to see. I actually really hate it when things aren’t going my way. And I don’t like doing something that someone else is actually responsible for that. I have to be honest; I’m a selfish little brat.
But the next thing that I know, Takaki is already pressing his lips against mine. Wait. He’s shoving in his tongue! What?!?! This is the very first time he does that!! Now what should I do?! Arioka Daiki! You shall not get all freaked out about it! You are the one that wants more romance!
“That’s something new~,” he chuckles. “My little boyfriend is actually really stubborn,” he grins as he pinches my cheeks hard.
“Who did you call little?!” I shove away his hands.
“You~..” he stands up and makes his way to the kitchen.
I’m pretty much speechless. Although I always know that Takaki always acts childish, it still shuts me up each time he does that. And the kiss… Sigh. I kind of like it, actually. No no no! Not that I’m being such a pervert or something! But really, it was sweet. Just nice and easy. Not that sort of passionate yet meaningless kind of kiss. Besides, don’t you think it’s cute, the fact it takes him a month to actually make out with me?! I mean, I feel secured somehow that what he wants is a relationship, not lust. Damn, I just make myself sounds more like a girl.
“And oh!” Takaki stops halfway as he turns his body. “Next time, don’t be too paralyzed and at least kiss me back~.”
I throw my house slippers at him at the end.
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“I don’t recall allowing you to jump into my shower,” I frown when Takaki walks into the bathroom and simply takes off all of his clothes before then shoving me aside a little to get the water poured into him.
“What is so wrong about sharing this little cubicle for the two of us?! We share a bed~,” he replies.
“Yeah, a bed that can fit two people!” I frown even more.
“Oh come on, chibi~. What is so wrong about taking shower with your boyfriend?!” he grins.
Everything about it is so wrong!! I mean, he saw me naked only once. Once! And this, oh dear god, is my first time seeing him naked! Oh, he’s quite hot with nothing on by the way. Although he needs to eat more. Wait, back to the main topic. Yeah yeah, it’s just so wrong! Look at us! Naked in shower cube! Aren’t you thinking what I’m thinking?! It’s not good for someone as pervy as me! Wait. I did not just say that I’m a pervert!
“Why does your face look so sour?!” he pinches me when we are done and are currently watching the TV. It’s Saturday night, and we are actually spending the night watching some useless program. We need a life.
“It’s your own fault, you moron!”
“How so?” he tilts his head.
“Because you just popped into my shower without my permission!”
“You didn’t kick me out, so I thought there was no problem with it,” he answers me back.
“Are you stupid?” I whack his head hard.
“Ouch!”
“Perverted stuff was running through my mind, you idiot!” I complain.
Oops! I did not just say that! I did not say that! Shit! Now what should I do?! Now he will totally look at me as if I’m a pervert! Or worse, he will see me as a whore - or gigolo, since I’m a guy. Whichever term doesn’t really matter. I totally just ruined my own reputation. This can’t be happening! Arioka Daiki! You are so doomed!
“Well, isn’t that normal?! Besides, you can just ask me if you want to, well, have sex,” he replies calmly, with eyes on the TV screen and hands taking the tea that is on the table before then sipping it.
“Eh?!”
“What ‘eh’? What is so weird about thinking of perverted stuff, Daiki? We are both guys, and we both know well how perverted guys are. I’m not blaming you for that,” he raises an eyebrow at me.
I can only sit still, staring at him.
“And it’s not like I don’t think of those perverted stuff,” he adds.
That’s it. I have enough. I stand up as I take Takaki on the hand before then dragging him with me. Yeah, I pretty much cannot wait any longer. A relationship?! Yeah yeah yeah, we need that and that’s what we want. But my hormone is killing me lately! If only Takaki doesn’t walk around the apartment shirtless almost all the time, maybe I won’t even think of such thing! Or if he doesn’t keep on randomly asking me stuff when I’m showering!
Pressing Takaki’s back to the bed, I crawl on top of him with eyes pretty much piercing at him; as if he is my prey or something (I sound so wrong somehow). Oh, look at those blinking confused eyes. He doesn’t have any idea why I’m doing this, does he? Or he just pretends that he doesn’t?! Either way, let’s just get this done with. I’m a little bit tired of being somehow self-controlled around him.
“I said you can just ask, not force me to,” he frowns.
“I’m not forcing you.”
“Then why are you pinning me down?”
“I…”
Takaki pushes me away. Damn, I’m so doomed! I think he’s not happy with it. What if I gave him an impression that I don’t believe him?! What if… eh?! Now why I’m the one that being pinned down!! I look around, trying to remember when Takaki actually pushes me to the bed. I was just sitting on it seconds ago! He.. he.. he’s so hot staring at me like that. Sigh.
“Now this is the right position,” he grins.
“Shut up..” I mumble, with a little pout on my lips.
“No complain being the one down there?”
“Just get into business, will you?!” my hands reach out his head before then pulling it down to me.
This time, I will definitely kiss him back.
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Remember my little problem?! The one where I can’t seem to sleep soundly since we moved into this apartment?! I think, I shall go back to Inoo’s theory that no matter how hectic the room is, I won’t wake up that easily. Really, I can totally feel that someone is poking my cheeks, pinching them with all his might, and even squeezing my nose that I find it hard to breathe. Clearly he is trying to wake me up. And it is clear that I’m still the same dead sack when I sleep.
“What the hell are you doing, Takaki?!” I complain as I shove his hand away.
“Waking you up. What else can it be?! We have class in one hour. And why your old habit of waking up late comes back?” he tilts his head as he sits by the edge of the bed.
“I don’t know,” I reply.
“Did I wear you out last night?!” he grins.
A crimson colour of shade creeps on my cheeks. He really doesn’t have to remind me of that! I mean, it’s embarrassing enough to wake up to an empty bed (not literally empty, but Takaki is fully dressed for class and he wasn’t sitting on the bed when he woke me up) and not having your clothes on! And oh! The pain starts to kick in.
“I’m skipping,” I mumble as I turn and curl my body up, preventing my butt to touch anything. Even the comfy bed feels like needle.
“You’re skipping?! That’s so not like you,” he comments.
“It’s burning down there (and guess who fault it is?!), and I don’t want to put pillow on my seat, you moron. Besides, I feel really sleepy,” I answer him back.
In between my little hazy brain, I can hear Takaki chuckling at what I said. Lips are pressed against my own and the blanket is being pulled up to cover my bare chest. I’m kind of flying to dream land when I feel a breeze of air beside my ear. “Next time I’ll use more lube. Now go to sleep, chibi~.”
Shut up. But those two words never escaped my lips. Instead, I can feel my self smiling before I go back to sleep. Inoo is right. I just need to be more honest about myself. I feel like killing him when he’s right.
Wait. Did he say next time?! Oh dear god! Now perverted stuff runs through my mind again! That stupid moron!
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Huaaa!! Another fic!! I guess I'm being somewhat productive?! I said somewhat, btw. ROFL. I love pervy Daiki, because he is pervy!! I hope Daiki in this story somewhat still resembles Daiki in the previous one. I'm a little bit afraid that I shift his character too much. But well, hope you enjoy it~.
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