Blind Date - ShouxHiroto, ToraxSaga (onesided) - Ch7/??
Title: Blind Date
Chapters: 7/??
Author: fallen_am_i
Genre: Romance, comedy, slice of life, AU
Warnings: Boylove, silliness, scenes of sexual intercourse, but that will come later, language
Rating: PG-13 to NC-17
Pairing: ShouxHiroto, ToraxSaga (onesided)
Synopsis: Love is blind, really blind, even on blind dates. Some times it is so blind, that you might have fallen for someone who is not whom you think to be...
Disclaimer: I own the story only...
Coments: A big thank you to xme_chanx for beta reading :3
Chapter 7:
The phone kept ringing no matter what Tora would do and he had tried so many things. First he thought to turn the sound off but it was still vibrating, its crawling on the desk of his bedroom driving him nuts. Then he turned vibration off too, but he could still see the screen brightening rhythmically, distracting him. So he turned his cellphone off completely and silence ruled again... For twenty minutes, till his phone at home started it's own, so irritating ringing. He hissed, stopping his motions once again, loud curses escaping his lips. He was not answering and that could only mean that he was busy or dead, and right then even death sounded like a good solution! There were many nice hours in the morning, with the sun dazzling above their heads, yet that man chose to call him at two a.m., when Tora would probably be occupied on a Saturday evening! That bloody bastard! Countless of calls and each one of them belonged to Saga. Why on earth...
“Why on earth is he doing this!” Tora shouted and jumped off the bed, his naked body glistening in the moonlight. “I think it's pretty obvious I DON'T want to talk right now!” He growled, ready to pull the device of the plug when a voice stopped him, irritated yet reasonable.
“What if there's an emergency?” the voice asked, belonging to a cute stranger, similarly naked and sprawled on the bed sheets. “So many phone calls can't be for nothing!”
“Do you really want me to pick it up?”
The answer was a clear no in the other man's features. It had been a really heated night at the bar where those two met and they could barely keep their hands off each other. But again, the caller was too persistent for their liking and there was only one way to make it stop. With a sigh and a big breath Tora picked up the phone, struggling to keep himself under control as he moved in his living-room.
“Isn't it obvious enough that I try to fuck here?” he grunted under his teeth. They knew each other enough all those years for the brunet to know that after midnight Tora was usually off limits. He closed his eyes, ready to accept any insult and curse he would listen to and he was also prepared to talk back.
Yet neither curses, nor insults reached his ears. There was no even the loud voice he was used to, all enraged and ironic. Not at all... What he heard was a really soft voice, close to a whisper
as he managed to discern it between hitched breaths and what sounded like sobs.
“Saga?” Tora was not angry anymore. His reckless emotions were replaced by intense worry, because his best friend was usually too proud to let anyone, even the dark-haired man, know that he was crying.
“Chiko...”
One single word that was enough to fill in any blanks. The only one that Saga was always tender with was his dog, Chiko, a friend he had known since he was a grade-schooler. They all knew that the loyal dog was too old and its master was quite ready to accept the unavoidable end, but even like that he was still taken by surprise. And it still hurt...
“When?”
“I don't know... I woke up for water and... and I found him sleeping... But he was too still Tora... Too still... I buried him in the yard...”
The dark-haired man ran a hand through his hair, feeling a pinch inside him at Saga's silent crying. He moved around, grabbing underwear and socks, looking for his trousers, thrown somewhere due to passion that was long lost.
“Give me half an hour, okay? I'll be here...”
“You don,t really have to... You have things to do, right? I just wanted to inform you...”
“Oh, shut up...” Tora chuckled, already wearing his pants. “You should have thought that before you called me!” he sighed, checking at his watch. “Thirty minutes...” And with that he hanged up and moved back to his bedroom, where the stranger was already dressed up and ready to go.
“I... ah... I talked to loud, huh?” Tora rubbed the back of his neck awkwardly. “I am really sorry, but it was important indeed...”
“Don't try to explain...” The other man shook his head, his voice soothing and calm. “I am not excited by the outcome but... things happen...” He gave him one last chaste kiss and moved away, playing with his car keys. “Goodnight Tora...”
“Hey wait!” Tora hated leaving things unfinished, emergency or not. “Will I see you again?”
The man smirked sexily as he turned to face him.
“Maybe... If it is to happen...”
*****
It hadn't passed even twenty minutes when a light thud echoed on Saga's door. The poor man was too exhausted emotionally to react fast, so he was just a mindless zombie as the door creaked open slowly, revealing his pale and blank figure. Tora acted drastically, pulling him in his arms protectively and letting him take out every trapped feeling of sadness and sorrow. Because despite his loud personality, the brunet was just a crybaby when it came to things personal that he couldn't handle. So, like the best friend he was, the taller man could only pat his back and squeeze him tightly in his embrace to stop Saga's sobs, slowly leading both of them to the sofa, where they finally sat.
“Hey little shit...” Tora chuckled softly as he wrapped both of them in a warm blanket and snuggled closer to the other on the low light. “You are all cute with me now...” His long fingers caressed his friend's brown locks gently, hearing only his hitching breath as an answer.
“Don't worry tiger, it's just a night...” Saga finally found his voice to reply, his whisper barely giving out sound. “One night, and tomorrow I'll be my old self again...”
“Oh really?” Tora snorted, tilting Saga's chin up and wiping off his tears softly with his thumbs. “I think I liked you better back then, when I first met you... You were always kind and sweet to me, remember?”
The fragile expression on Saga's face was quickly replaced with a lovely pout. “I am not at fault?” he whined lowly. “If you were less of an idiot, maybe I would also remain sweet and all...”
“Right, right...” Tora sighed, snuggling closer and sinking his friend's face in a loose hug. “It is always my fault, isn't it?” he whispered, his hands caressing Saga's back soothingly.
“Can't help it... You were born a jerk...”
The dark-haired man couldn't help but let out a small, bitter laugh. Because acording to his own beliefs, the only reason that friendship still existed was exactly because for once he didn't act as the jerk he usually was...
*****
“Uhm... Excuse me...”
It was six years back when they first met but Tora could remember everything, even the slightest detail. The same slender figure flailing around, the same clever brown eyes, trying to recognize the place surrounding him, the same round, well-shaped ass... Well, that was what he had first noticed, he was not a saint after all. What was different was the hair, then blond, with some darker streaks here and there and of course the character. That sweet, shy and cute boy would never remind of the present Saga, all witty and aggressive. Though... he still remained cute, at least when he was in a good mood.
“Sorry, can I ask-”
Ignorance, but there was no one to take the blame. Who could be able to hear that low, barely sounding voice after all? Only Tora could, but he had his attention drawn to that boy from the moment he saw him in the hallway, looking around lost and scared. He had that aura on him new, clean... Freshman. The dark-haired boy, a third year colleague back then, walked in full confidence towards the other with a wide, sexy grin.
“Hey...”
The boy was startled, jumping on his place and he turned dumbfounded, facing him with eyes confused and surprised.
“Uh...”
“You are looking for something, right?” Tora pointed at the corner of the hallway, where his own class was. “I saw you from there and you look lost... Can I help you?”
The blond exhaled in relief and nodded shyly, giving the other a piece of paper with lots of wrinkles on it. Probably he was clenching on it all this time out of stress. “I have class in ten minutes but I can't find the place! I... I am so bad at directions!”
“You indeed are!” Tora laughed, giving him the note back. “It's on the other way around!”
“What?” The boy was panicked once again. Tora hated to admit it but Saga's worrying face back then was kind of amusing, he just couldn't take his eyes off his face. “Shit, I've got to run! Thank you so mu-”
“Wait!” It was so obvious that just words wouldn't be enough that Tora made sure to be fast as he pulled at the boy's hand to make him stop, smirking as a hue of pink dominated that cute face. Such a nice color and it fit him perfectly! “The odds are that you are going to lose the way again and you'll never be able to make it on that class... I'll take you there...” He flashed a charming grin, one of those he knew they had a special effect on the people around him. And it came to be true once again, as those brown eyes widened in surprise and an astonishing smile was flushed on the boy's lips. He was shy, so shy that he was driving the wild tiger in a dilemma. Should he just assist that guy and make him happy, or should he seduce him and tear apart that delicious-looking innocence?
“You really don't have to do that sempai, I can-”
“I want to do it so stop feeling nervous, okay?” he smiled, bowing kindly. “And the name is Tora...”
“N-Nice to meet you Tora-san and thank you!” he smiled further, following the taller man with small and quick steps. “I am Saga...”
“Hmm... Cute. Matches the person...”Another blush made Saga's face even brighter and his colleague could feel overflowed with self-confidence. “So...” he decided to let the poor boy take a breath, though he had really started to like that awkwardness of his. “What kind of studies brought you here, Saga?”
“Oh...” the boy fixed the bag on his shoulder, “Advertizing and management...” he muttered under his breath. “You?”
“Economics?” he chuckled, looking sideways at the other and wondering how a sensitive looking person like Saga was going to make it through a department like that. “I always had talent with numbers!” Indeed. Phone numbers, counting his lovers and and grading them and of course remembering sizes were some of those talents with numbers that Saga found out about only later. For that certain moment he looked amazed back at the taller boy, making Tora's dilemma quite easier.
“Here we are! Make sure to remember the way back because not everyone is kind like me!” He grinned, his eyes widening as an idea came in his mind. “Hey, what would you say if I showed you around later? We could have lunch together!” There was hesitation in those chocolate eyes though and Tora didn't usually take in that emotion.
“Come on Saga! I'll come and pick you up later! Eh?”
Tora gave Saga a tour around the campus and they had lunch. The next day they met and ate again, and the following the went to the cinema for an awesome adventure movie. Everything was going smoothly, the two of them becoming closer day by day, something that was going along with the dark-haired man's final goal. To get in the other's pants. After almost two weeks of spending time together he knew that it was a matter of time anymore, that he could have him whenever he desired so. And that was was what he had in mind a Friday night, when he invited the brunet over for dinner and some drinks, keeping the rest of his thoughts a surprise. And it was such an amazing view really, Saga beaming sweetly as Tora opened the door, so handsome and shy, making his host struggling to play along some more before he could strip that shyness off.
“Make yourself comfortable... Beer?”
Saga nodded and plopped on a soft couch, dropping his bag on the floor as he came right after courses. “I would never expect university to be harder... I had the hope that everything would be easy after high school!”
“We all did...” Tora could only laugh at his behavior, reminding of himself two years ago. “You'll get used to it soon enough...” He sat next to the brunet, offering a beer along with some snacks and making sure that the distance between them wouldn't be that much. “How was your day?” He clanged their beers together and drank a generous sip, reaching for the remote control, turning on the TV.
“Good!” Saga grinned and took also a sip, trying to hide with not much success that he was not used to drinking. He gulped hard, making the other chuckle secretly as he remembered how beer tasted in the first times. Bitter, burning your throat. “But I can't wait to relax a little... I still feel out of my field, you know?” He chuckled and licked his lips, ignorant of Tora's growing smirk as he did so. “What are we watching?” He raised his head curious, trying to take a peek of the DVD his friend was holding.
“Today is splatter!” Tora grinned in a teasing way, which soon became an evil way, as he saw Saga's face transforming in worry. “Don't tell me you are afraid!”
“No!” Saga huffed, drinking some more and barely hiding a cough. “I mean not exactly... They tend to be really disgusting... I think I am glad I am not hungry...”
“That's good to know, because this one is extra disgusting!” he smirked, lowering the lights and pressing the play button. “You can always hide behind me...”
It was a shame that light were almost off, because Tora lost the unique view of fever spreading all over Saga's face, all burning and red. The boy didn't talk as the movie went on, he just kept on biting his lips or fingers every time a gore action scene was occurring, making some “ew” sounds every now and then. He was that stuck with the movie that he didn't notice Tora being closer to him, their body warmth uniting, creating a supporting atmosphere for him without knowing it. And while Saga was agonizing over the protagonist's survival, the dark-haired man had another problem torturing his mind. What to do next, or better, how to bring up a chance to do next what he was planning to. Okay, they were close enough, Saga seemed quite on edge with the movie and he could just stretch randomly, resting his long hand around the small of the other boy's back. But he couldn't. Something was blocking him and it was not the dim light, the beer or anything else. It was himself. He had done it so many times before, seducing and having crazy one night stands and then moving on, but this time felt different. He couldn't stop thinking that Saga was an amazing guy, with lots of interests and great sense of humor, and that it would be a great stupidity of him to do something that would bring up permanent loss of contact with him. They could remain friends after... He had some fuck buddies in the past... Nah... He shook his head, that was even worse as an idea! He looked sideways at saga, the way he was cutely biting on his thumb. And suddenly his brain got out of his trail of thoughts.
“Crap!” the brunet screamed, falling in Tora's chest with eyes closed shut, hands clenching on his shirt. “Not eyes! Why did he have to poke his eyes off? Ew ew ew ew!!!! Please tell me when it,s done!”He sighed and made Tora's body stiffen, the hair at the back of his neck raising and his stomach clenching as he closed the slender figure in his arms, in a loose and relaxing embrace.
“Not yet...” He whispered softly, caressing his back and feeling Saga's breath evening under his touch. That was his perfect chance! There Saga was in his arms, he could low his head just slightly and... “It's over...” He whispered in his hair, unable to command his lips to stop the kiss they placed there, earning a gasp and a surprised jerking of the other boy's head.
“Thanks...” Saga whispered back and didn't dare to move away, his brown eyes looking straight at Tora's ones. Green light. The dark-haired man smiled and leaned slowly down, reducing the distance of their lips by mere breaths-
And he paused, eyes widening. He couldn't do it. He liked that guy way too much to use him for a single night. He looked at Saga terrified, as the boy was waiting with closed eyes then for the kiss, lips curling the tiniest bit in a secret smile. He gulped and resumed his movements, placing a soft kiss on the brunet's skin, though it was a little higher than the other would expect it. On his forehead, tender and in hesitation, pulling away and looking strictly on the TV screen.
“I hope that the movie is over with poking eyes...” He mumbled lowly, trying to hide his awkward feeling and at the same time ignore Saga's ones. He couldn't stop but feeling that it was the right thing to do. For once in his life he met a man who made him stop being selfish and think, care about other people. Yes. That person was special and he could feel it all over inside him... A precious friend maybe? He hoped so, or all this restriction of himself would be in vain...
And as the years passed and Saga showed a bitchy side of his character, Tora wondered if it would be better if had just fucked him that night, in the end...
t.b.c.
A/N: Back! I was delayed again, i know Dx I am trying to find a job, but many of you might know already how things are here, so... Dx Anyway, we have a moment from the past here, which gives another side of Tora and Saga's friendship! Huehuehue :B I hope you enjoy this chappy as much as i did writing it :3
Comments are always appreciated :3
Chapters: 7/??
Author: fallen_am_i
Genre: Romance, comedy, slice of life, AU
Warnings: Boylove, silliness, scenes of sexual intercourse, but that will come later, language
Rating: PG-13 to NC-17
Pairing: ShouxHiroto, ToraxSaga (onesided)
Synopsis: Love is blind, really blind, even on blind dates. Some times it is so blind, that you might have fallen for someone who is not whom you think to be...
Disclaimer: I own the story only...
Coments: A big thank you to xme_chanx for beta reading :3
Chapter 7:
The phone kept ringing no matter what Tora would do and he had tried so many things. First he thought to turn the sound off but it was still vibrating, its crawling on the desk of his bedroom driving him nuts. Then he turned vibration off too, but he could still see the screen brightening rhythmically, distracting him. So he turned his cellphone off completely and silence ruled again... For twenty minutes, till his phone at home started it's own, so irritating ringing. He hissed, stopping his motions once again, loud curses escaping his lips. He was not answering and that could only mean that he was busy or dead, and right then even death sounded like a good solution! There were many nice hours in the morning, with the sun dazzling above their heads, yet that man chose to call him at two a.m., when Tora would probably be occupied on a Saturday evening! That bloody bastard! Countless of calls and each one of them belonged to Saga. Why on earth...
“Why on earth is he doing this!” Tora shouted and jumped off the bed, his naked body glistening in the moonlight. “I think it's pretty obvious I DON'T want to talk right now!” He growled, ready to pull the device of the plug when a voice stopped him, irritated yet reasonable.
“What if there's an emergency?” the voice asked, belonging to a cute stranger, similarly naked and sprawled on the bed sheets. “So many phone calls can't be for nothing!”
“Do you really want me to pick it up?”
The answer was a clear no in the other man's features. It had been a really heated night at the bar where those two met and they could barely keep their hands off each other. But again, the caller was too persistent for their liking and there was only one way to make it stop. With a sigh and a big breath Tora picked up the phone, struggling to keep himself under control as he moved in his living-room.
“Isn't it obvious enough that I try to fuck here?” he grunted under his teeth. They knew each other enough all those years for the brunet to know that after midnight Tora was usually off limits. He closed his eyes, ready to accept any insult and curse he would listen to and he was also prepared to talk back.
Yet neither curses, nor insults reached his ears. There was no even the loud voice he was used to, all enraged and ironic. Not at all... What he heard was a really soft voice, close to a whisper
as he managed to discern it between hitched breaths and what sounded like sobs.
“Saga?” Tora was not angry anymore. His reckless emotions were replaced by intense worry, because his best friend was usually too proud to let anyone, even the dark-haired man, know that he was crying.
“Chiko...”
One single word that was enough to fill in any blanks. The only one that Saga was always tender with was his dog, Chiko, a friend he had known since he was a grade-schooler. They all knew that the loyal dog was too old and its master was quite ready to accept the unavoidable end, but even like that he was still taken by surprise. And it still hurt...
“When?”
“I don't know... I woke up for water and... and I found him sleeping... But he was too still Tora... Too still... I buried him in the yard...”
The dark-haired man ran a hand through his hair, feeling a pinch inside him at Saga's silent crying. He moved around, grabbing underwear and socks, looking for his trousers, thrown somewhere due to passion that was long lost.
“Give me half an hour, okay? I'll be here...”
“You don,t really have to... You have things to do, right? I just wanted to inform you...”
“Oh, shut up...” Tora chuckled, already wearing his pants. “You should have thought that before you called me!” he sighed, checking at his watch. “Thirty minutes...” And with that he hanged up and moved back to his bedroom, where the stranger was already dressed up and ready to go.
“I... ah... I talked to loud, huh?” Tora rubbed the back of his neck awkwardly. “I am really sorry, but it was important indeed...”
“Don't try to explain...” The other man shook his head, his voice soothing and calm. “I am not excited by the outcome but... things happen...” He gave him one last chaste kiss and moved away, playing with his car keys. “Goodnight Tora...”
“Hey wait!” Tora hated leaving things unfinished, emergency or not. “Will I see you again?”
The man smirked sexily as he turned to face him.
“Maybe... If it is to happen...”
*****
It hadn't passed even twenty minutes when a light thud echoed on Saga's door. The poor man was too exhausted emotionally to react fast, so he was just a mindless zombie as the door creaked open slowly, revealing his pale and blank figure. Tora acted drastically, pulling him in his arms protectively and letting him take out every trapped feeling of sadness and sorrow. Because despite his loud personality, the brunet was just a crybaby when it came to things personal that he couldn't handle. So, like the best friend he was, the taller man could only pat his back and squeeze him tightly in his embrace to stop Saga's sobs, slowly leading both of them to the sofa, where they finally sat.
“Hey little shit...” Tora chuckled softly as he wrapped both of them in a warm blanket and snuggled closer to the other on the low light. “You are all cute with me now...” His long fingers caressed his friend's brown locks gently, hearing only his hitching breath as an answer.
“Don't worry tiger, it's just a night...” Saga finally found his voice to reply, his whisper barely giving out sound. “One night, and tomorrow I'll be my old self again...”
“Oh really?” Tora snorted, tilting Saga's chin up and wiping off his tears softly with his thumbs. “I think I liked you better back then, when I first met you... You were always kind and sweet to me, remember?”
The fragile expression on Saga's face was quickly replaced with a lovely pout. “I am not at fault?” he whined lowly. “If you were less of an idiot, maybe I would also remain sweet and all...”
“Right, right...” Tora sighed, snuggling closer and sinking his friend's face in a loose hug. “It is always my fault, isn't it?” he whispered, his hands caressing Saga's back soothingly.
“Can't help it... You were born a jerk...”
The dark-haired man couldn't help but let out a small, bitter laugh. Because acording to his own beliefs, the only reason that friendship still existed was exactly because for once he didn't act as the jerk he usually was...
*****
“Uhm... Excuse me...”
It was six years back when they first met but Tora could remember everything, even the slightest detail. The same slender figure flailing around, the same clever brown eyes, trying to recognize the place surrounding him, the same round, well-shaped ass... Well, that was what he had first noticed, he was not a saint after all. What was different was the hair, then blond, with some darker streaks here and there and of course the character. That sweet, shy and cute boy would never remind of the present Saga, all witty and aggressive. Though... he still remained cute, at least when he was in a good mood.
“Sorry, can I ask-”
Ignorance, but there was no one to take the blame. Who could be able to hear that low, barely sounding voice after all? Only Tora could, but he had his attention drawn to that boy from the moment he saw him in the hallway, looking around lost and scared. He had that aura on him new, clean... Freshman. The dark-haired boy, a third year colleague back then, walked in full confidence towards the other with a wide, sexy grin.
“Hey...”
The boy was startled, jumping on his place and he turned dumbfounded, facing him with eyes confused and surprised.
“Uh...”
“You are looking for something, right?” Tora pointed at the corner of the hallway, where his own class was. “I saw you from there and you look lost... Can I help you?”
The blond exhaled in relief and nodded shyly, giving the other a piece of paper with lots of wrinkles on it. Probably he was clenching on it all this time out of stress. “I have class in ten minutes but I can't find the place! I... I am so bad at directions!”
“You indeed are!” Tora laughed, giving him the note back. “It's on the other way around!”
“What?” The boy was panicked once again. Tora hated to admit it but Saga's worrying face back then was kind of amusing, he just couldn't take his eyes off his face. “Shit, I've got to run! Thank you so mu-”
“Wait!” It was so obvious that just words wouldn't be enough that Tora made sure to be fast as he pulled at the boy's hand to make him stop, smirking as a hue of pink dominated that cute face. Such a nice color and it fit him perfectly! “The odds are that you are going to lose the way again and you'll never be able to make it on that class... I'll take you there...” He flashed a charming grin, one of those he knew they had a special effect on the people around him. And it came to be true once again, as those brown eyes widened in surprise and an astonishing smile was flushed on the boy's lips. He was shy, so shy that he was driving the wild tiger in a dilemma. Should he just assist that guy and make him happy, or should he seduce him and tear apart that delicious-looking innocence?
“You really don't have to do that sempai, I can-”
“I want to do it so stop feeling nervous, okay?” he smiled, bowing kindly. “And the name is Tora...”
“N-Nice to meet you Tora-san and thank you!” he smiled further, following the taller man with small and quick steps. “I am Saga...”
“Hmm... Cute. Matches the person...”Another blush made Saga's face even brighter and his colleague could feel overflowed with self-confidence. “So...” he decided to let the poor boy take a breath, though he had really started to like that awkwardness of his. “What kind of studies brought you here, Saga?”
“Oh...” the boy fixed the bag on his shoulder, “Advertizing and management...” he muttered under his breath. “You?”
“Economics?” he chuckled, looking sideways at the other and wondering how a sensitive looking person like Saga was going to make it through a department like that. “I always had talent with numbers!” Indeed. Phone numbers, counting his lovers and and grading them and of course remembering sizes were some of those talents with numbers that Saga found out about only later. For that certain moment he looked amazed back at the taller boy, making Tora's dilemma quite easier.
“Here we are! Make sure to remember the way back because not everyone is kind like me!” He grinned, his eyes widening as an idea came in his mind. “Hey, what would you say if I showed you around later? We could have lunch together!” There was hesitation in those chocolate eyes though and Tora didn't usually take in that emotion.
“Come on Saga! I'll come and pick you up later! Eh?”
Tora gave Saga a tour around the campus and they had lunch. The next day they met and ate again, and the following the went to the cinema for an awesome adventure movie. Everything was going smoothly, the two of them becoming closer day by day, something that was going along with the dark-haired man's final goal. To get in the other's pants. After almost two weeks of spending time together he knew that it was a matter of time anymore, that he could have him whenever he desired so. And that was was what he had in mind a Friday night, when he invited the brunet over for dinner and some drinks, keeping the rest of his thoughts a surprise. And it was such an amazing view really, Saga beaming sweetly as Tora opened the door, so handsome and shy, making his host struggling to play along some more before he could strip that shyness off.
“Make yourself comfortable... Beer?”
Saga nodded and plopped on a soft couch, dropping his bag on the floor as he came right after courses. “I would never expect university to be harder... I had the hope that everything would be easy after high school!”
“We all did...” Tora could only laugh at his behavior, reminding of himself two years ago. “You'll get used to it soon enough...” He sat next to the brunet, offering a beer along with some snacks and making sure that the distance between them wouldn't be that much. “How was your day?” He clanged their beers together and drank a generous sip, reaching for the remote control, turning on the TV.
“Good!” Saga grinned and took also a sip, trying to hide with not much success that he was not used to drinking. He gulped hard, making the other chuckle secretly as he remembered how beer tasted in the first times. Bitter, burning your throat. “But I can't wait to relax a little... I still feel out of my field, you know?” He chuckled and licked his lips, ignorant of Tora's growing smirk as he did so. “What are we watching?” He raised his head curious, trying to take a peek of the DVD his friend was holding.
“Today is splatter!” Tora grinned in a teasing way, which soon became an evil way, as he saw Saga's face transforming in worry. “Don't tell me you are afraid!”
“No!” Saga huffed, drinking some more and barely hiding a cough. “I mean not exactly... They tend to be really disgusting... I think I am glad I am not hungry...”
“That's good to know, because this one is extra disgusting!” he smirked, lowering the lights and pressing the play button. “You can always hide behind me...”
It was a shame that light were almost off, because Tora lost the unique view of fever spreading all over Saga's face, all burning and red. The boy didn't talk as the movie went on, he just kept on biting his lips or fingers every time a gore action scene was occurring, making some “ew” sounds every now and then. He was that stuck with the movie that he didn't notice Tora being closer to him, their body warmth uniting, creating a supporting atmosphere for him without knowing it. And while Saga was agonizing over the protagonist's survival, the dark-haired man had another problem torturing his mind. What to do next, or better, how to bring up a chance to do next what he was planning to. Okay, they were close enough, Saga seemed quite on edge with the movie and he could just stretch randomly, resting his long hand around the small of the other boy's back. But he couldn't. Something was blocking him and it was not the dim light, the beer or anything else. It was himself. He had done it so many times before, seducing and having crazy one night stands and then moving on, but this time felt different. He couldn't stop thinking that Saga was an amazing guy, with lots of interests and great sense of humor, and that it would be a great stupidity of him to do something that would bring up permanent loss of contact with him. They could remain friends after... He had some fuck buddies in the past... Nah... He shook his head, that was even worse as an idea! He looked sideways at saga, the way he was cutely biting on his thumb. And suddenly his brain got out of his trail of thoughts.
“Crap!” the brunet screamed, falling in Tora's chest with eyes closed shut, hands clenching on his shirt. “Not eyes! Why did he have to poke his eyes off? Ew ew ew ew!!!! Please tell me when it,s done!”He sighed and made Tora's body stiffen, the hair at the back of his neck raising and his stomach clenching as he closed the slender figure in his arms, in a loose and relaxing embrace.
“Not yet...” He whispered softly, caressing his back and feeling Saga's breath evening under his touch. That was his perfect chance! There Saga was in his arms, he could low his head just slightly and... “It's over...” He whispered in his hair, unable to command his lips to stop the kiss they placed there, earning a gasp and a surprised jerking of the other boy's head.
“Thanks...” Saga whispered back and didn't dare to move away, his brown eyes looking straight at Tora's ones. Green light. The dark-haired man smiled and leaned slowly down, reducing the distance of their lips by mere breaths-
And he paused, eyes widening. He couldn't do it. He liked that guy way too much to use him for a single night. He looked at Saga terrified, as the boy was waiting with closed eyes then for the kiss, lips curling the tiniest bit in a secret smile. He gulped and resumed his movements, placing a soft kiss on the brunet's skin, though it was a little higher than the other would expect it. On his forehead, tender and in hesitation, pulling away and looking strictly on the TV screen.
“I hope that the movie is over with poking eyes...” He mumbled lowly, trying to hide his awkward feeling and at the same time ignore Saga's ones. He couldn't stop but feeling that it was the right thing to do. For once in his life he met a man who made him stop being selfish and think, care about other people. Yes. That person was special and he could feel it all over inside him... A precious friend maybe? He hoped so, or all this restriction of himself would be in vain...
And as the years passed and Saga showed a bitchy side of his character, Tora wondered if it would be better if had just fucked him that night, in the end...
t.b.c.
A/N: Back! I was delayed again, i know Dx I am trying to find a job, but many of you might know already how things are here, so... Dx Anyway, we have a moment from the past here, which gives another side of Tora and Saga's friendship! Huehuehue :B I hope you enjoy this chappy as much as i did writing it :3
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