FALLING IN AGAIN CH 7
Title: Falling in Again
Chapters: 7/xx
Author: sentimentalenvy
Genre: AU, Romance, Comedy
Ratings: R
Pairing/Characters: Uruha x Aoi
Synopsis: School and maintaining outstanding grades has always been the important thing in Aoi’s life. He had never really bothered to care for a romantic relationship of any sort. That was how Aoi liked it and he intends to keep it that way, possibly forever if he had to. But an unexpected turn of events starts to turn on him. How will Aoi deal with his life from here?
Comments: Enjoy it~ :3
7
It had been a month since Aoi had shared any more intimate moments with Uruha. Aoi was now officially dating Erika and all seemed to be going well. At long last, Aoi had finally snagged the girl of his dreams. Nothing could have gotten better than that, and he knew it. They would meet up everyday just for a coffee, or lunch. Sometimes Aoi would take her out to a romantic dinner whenever she asked for it. He had treated her like princess, and she didn’t seem to mind at all. Aoi and Erika had just finished their little stroll after a nice dinner and they were sitting on a bench in front of the calm lake.
“ Ne, Erika-chan…” Aoi said, looking down at his knees as he spoke.
“Hm?” she tore her gaze away from the lake to look at the beautiful man before her. “What is it, Aoi-kun?”She asked, with a small smile.
“I’ve been wondering…all this time you know? About…well…why me?”
“Eh?” Erika looked confused for a moment. Aoi didn’t want to confuse her any further so he spoke up immediately.
“I mean, why now? You hated me in grade school didn’t you? And throughout middle school too…I just don’t understand why you’re suddenly so interested in me now,” he kept his gaze at his kneecaps as his hands continued to rest in his pockets.
“Oh…I had a feeling you were going to ask me that,” her tone somehow shifted a bit. “Well I was a bitch, Aoi. I was young…and I didn’t know any better. Truth is, I really did like you, Aoi. In middle school I really did, but then my…”
“…your?” Aoi asked, giving her a look to continue.
“Well…my friends didn’t classify you as…well…popular. But I don’t even keep in touch with them anymore! During the end of my high school career, I’ve changed. I’ve looked things with a new perspective, and no matter how I fixed everything that I had messed up on, I always though about you. I’ve treated you the worst, and I really want to make it up to you and at least apologize. So…I’m really sorry Aoi. I am,” her eyebrows furrowed together as she scooted closer to Aoi and looked up at him with pleading eyes.
“I…see…” at this point, Aoi really had no idea what to say.
“Aoi…” Erika put a hand at his cheek. He looked down at her with a curious expression as she inched her face closer to his. “I need to ask you a question,” she whispered, her lips just centimeters from his pierced ones.
“W…What is it?” he asked, somehow feeling nervous, but he wasn’t as nervous as when he was close enough with Uruha.
No, he was supposed to forget Uruha and move forward wasn’t he? No matter how hard Aoi tried to get Uruha out of his head, he couldn’t. Just because he was dating Erika now, didn’t mean he never saw or talked with Uruha ever again. They still talked on the phone and met up at bars or cafes just to hang out. Uruha would give him some good tips to sweep Erika off her feet. Sometimes Aoi damned the fact that Uruha knew so much about how to please a women because he had used Uruha’s tactics and nevertheless, it worked like a charm. He cringed at the fact that Uruha had happened to sweep Aoi off his own feet. Damn him.
“Aoi?” came a voice that belong to Erika, slapping him from his trance.
“Huh?”
“Did you just catch what I said?”
“Uh… what did you say?” he asked, a stupid blank expression formed itself onto Aoi’s face. Erika frowned.
“Aoi, are you even taking us seriously?” she asked, moving away and crossing her arms.
“You shouldn’t frown like that Erika-chan. Uruha said frowning like that will leave crinkles on your forehead,” Aoi said with a teasing voice as he poked her in the stomach.
“S-Stop it!” Erika pouted as she swatted Aoi’s hand away. “You always talk about Uruha, Aoi. I swear, it’s always Uruha, Uruha, Uruha. Uruha does this, Uruha says that. Aoi, it’s like you and him are lovers. He is not your lover Aoi. I…I am.” To Aoi, it sounded like those last words had slipped from Erika’s lips.
“…what did you-” Aoi never got a chance to finish.
“I like you Aoi. I want to be official,” Erika took his larger hands into her small ones and stared at him with a determined expression in her eyes. “Promise me you’ll only commit yourself to me. Please.”
Aoi knew he had to give her an answer right there and now. If he said he felt the same way, she would probably accuse him of lying. If he said no, he was going to be a screwed man anyway. If he didn’t give her an answer, she would think wrongly of him. Staring into her eyes, he didn’t know what he should say. Exactly how did he feel about this woman?
* * * * * * * * * *
“Dude, I’m so frickin pissed!” Ruki growled as he threw a plastic bowl across the kitchen floor.
“Hey watch it! Have you forgotten you’re in MY kitchen in MY home?!” Uruha exclaimed, running towards the plastic bowl that was rolling across the kitchen floor. Picking it up, he huffed and turned around to face Ruki. “You are so lucky this one wasn’t glass,” he said, clearly unhappy.
“Want me to throw a glass cup?” Ruki asked, challenging the taller man.
“Try if you dare,” Uruha met his gaze with fire as he walked over to Ruki and hovered over the smaller man.
“I’ll kick your ass,” Ruki muttered. He looked up at Uruha.
“Oi oi oi! C’mon guys, cut it out,” came a voice from Uruha’s bathroom. Reita walked over to the counter and sat onto a stool to look at the two. “Aoi’s just on his regular Friday night dinner dates with that Erika chick. This should be bugging Uruha more than anything; not you, Ruki,” Reita sighed.
“I know, I don’t see why you have to be so up tight about something that’s Aoi’s business,” a voice popped up from behind a couch.
“Ugh. Kai and Reita aren’t helping,” Ruki mumbled to nobody in particular.
Kai walked over to the counter where the rest of his friends were and hopped onto a stool next to Reita. Leaning a head against Reita’s arm, Kai sighed and felt somewhat annoyed.
“Mou…I’m hungry. It’s already 10 in the evening and there’s no food. Weren’t you and Ruki cooking, Uruha?”
“Why don’t you cook for us?” Reita asked, turning around to face Kai.
“But…Uruha invited me, so Uruha should cook,” Kai pouted as Reita poked him on the cheek and laughed.
“Uruha can’t even cook an egg,” Ruki snorted, receiving a glare and a grab of his shirt.
“What did you say you little-”
“CUT IT OUT!” Reita stood up abruptly, causing the stool to almost fall over. If it weren’t for Kai’s fast reflexes in catching it, it would have fallen over. Uruha and Ruki immediately stopped and stared at Reita, somewhat scared by his deep angry voice. “Now…Kai.”
“…H-Hai?” Kai asked, his voice sounding a tad higher than usual.
“Would you please make us dinner?” he didn’t want to whine, but he was hungry. So much for Uruha and Ruki making dinner. Kai sighed.
“Okay, okay. How does miso and sushi sound to you guys? It’s after 10 anyway. We shouldn’t eat that big of a meal,” With a mumble, Kai hopped off his stool. He made his way around and into Uruha’s kitchen and shooed the two away to wait in the living room.
A good forty five minutes later, Kai had announced to them that he was almost done. The three didn’t bother moving from the couch as their eyes were glued to the television. Kai muttered something they couldn’t hear and shook his head. Suddenly, the four men turned their heads to the knock of Uruha’s door and a doorbell.
“I’ll get it,” Uruha hopped off the couch and walked over to his door to open it a crack. Realizing who it was, he immediately opened it wider. The other three turned their heads even more to see Aoi, standing there before Uruha with a red handprint on his face. “Uh…”
“…Shut up,” Aoi pouted as he slipped past Uruha and out of his shoes.
Walking stubbornly over to the other two on the couch, Uruha closed the door and locked it. He still had that confused expression plastered all over his face.
“Dude, Aoi. What happened?” Ruki asked. His eyes slightly widened at the nice pink red mark on Aoi’s face. Aoi plopped onto the couch next to Ruki with a pout. “…looks like it burns.”
“Shut up,” Aoi said again.
“Oi, Aoi,” Uruha walked over to the couch and sat next to Aoi. He put a hand at Aoi’s shoulder, and felt the other man tense up immediately from his touch.
“I think I got dumped,” Aoi finally said with a sigh.
“EH?!” came the same reaction of all four of Aoi’s friends.
“W-What?!” Aoi frowned as he looked frantically around at the shocked expressions on everyone’s faces.
“How?” Kai asked suddenly, as he continued to slice at the sushi.
“I don’t wanna talk about it,” Aoi muttered.
“It’s not because of me is it?” Uruha asked, suddenly feeling as if this was his fault. “I didn’t know those tips I gave you…yesterday. I thought she would like-”
“No, it’s not that Uruha. She loved the choice of the restaurant,” Aoi stared at the coffee table before him.
“Okay let’s just drop this for now okay? Aoi seems uncomfortable as it already is,” Reita said, breaking the awkward silence.
“…Dinner is ready…” Kai said, after another awkward 10 minutes have passed by.
“…I already ate,” was all Aoi said before heading over to Uruha’s bedroom and shut the door behind him.
“I’ll go see how he’s-”
“Uruha, stop,” Reita said, standing up and quickly held onto Uruha’s arm.
“Give Aoi some time. He probably needs to be alone right now. Eat first. You haven’t eaten all day.”
“…fine. But I’m checking on him once I’m done.”
Once everyone had finished eating, Ruki, Reita and Kai wanted to check on Aoi and see if he was all right. But Aoi, being the stubborn one he was, wouldn’t open up or even speak.
“That jerk,” Ruki muttered. Giving the door one last glare, he turned around to face his friends.
“I’ll talk to him. You guys go on ahead,” Uruha said, shoving the three towards his door.
“So eager to bang him eh? OW!” Ruki pouted as he rubbed at his head. “That hurt Uruha!”
“It’s gonna hurt more if you don’t leave now,” Uruha frowned as Kai and Reita quickly helped Uruha lead Ruki out of his house.
“I’ll get you Uruha…! I’ll get-” SLAM went the door as Uruha shut it, refusing to hear the end of Ruki’s yelling.
Running a hand through his hair, he walked over to his bedroom and knocked.
“Aoi? Come on, you can’t stay there forever.”
“…I don’t care,” Uruha heard Aoi’s soft muffled voice through the door.
“…Aoi come on…that’s my room. Least you could have done was lock yourself in my bathroom.” He said, sighing once more.
Without warning, Uruha felt a shift in the door knob, meaning Aoi had unlocked it. Uruha stepped back to find the door opening, and Aoi emerged from it, taking a step outside to look at him.
“Sorry…”
“It’s not a problem,” Uruha smiled a little, admiring the emo face Aoi made.
“I’m just gonna head off now,” he mumbled, waving a hand.
Before he got a chance to walk any further, Uruha made a subconscious grab at his arm.
“Aoi, wait. You came here for a reason didn’t you?”
“What do you mean?” Aoi looked up at Uruha with an eyebrow raised. “Don’t we always hang around your house?”
“Well…yes but come on, get real. You show up in my front door with a mark on your face. You’re usually always digging around in my fridge to make us something to eat. You’re always so cheerful and happy but today you look like shit. Something happened with Erika tonight, and don’t even try to give me that ‘nothing-happened-I’m-fine shit.”
Aoi hated to admit it. Uruha was always right, especially when he lectured him about just about everything. As annoying as Aoi found it, he couldn’t help but feel somewhat turned on.
“I’m leaving,” Aoi turned around to leave but Uruha didn’t seem to want to let go. Aoi sighed in frustration. “Uruha, I told you! It’s nothing big all ri-wha-what are you doing?!” he exclaimed, surprised, as Uruha lifted him up bridal style and carried him towards his bed.
“Ugh this isn’t funny Uruha. Put me down!”
Uruha wasn’t putting much of a fight as Aoi struggled and squirmed in Uruha’s arms. Uruha was pretty fed up himself, so he ended up carried Aoi like he was a child. As much as Aoi was resisting, wrapping his legs around the taller man wasn’t helping the situation any further either. Gently placing Aoi onto his bed, Uruha followed right after. Crushing his body to Aoi’s, he still didn’t say a word.
“This…I…I’m serious Uruha…” Aoi stammered nervously as he looked up at Uruha and into his light brown eyes.
Even if he had tried to escape, Uruha would catch him anyway. He didn’t understand why Uruha was doing this now. Didn’t Uruha respect the fact that he was in a relationship now?
Aoi was about to give Uruha another warning when the blonde crushed his lips against the corner of Aoi’s mouth. Moving his lips lazily to rest upon Aoi’s full lips, he had already started to take Aoi’s bottom lip into a suckle. Aoi subconsciously sighed and moaned afterwards at the familiar feeling when Uruha dipped his tongue in refusing to wait for Aoi to respond. Uruha’s deep kisses were so possessive as usual. Once again, Aoi wondered if Uruha even respected the fact that he was taken.
He let out an audible loud gasp when Uruha rolled his hips against his, causing him to squirm and writhe against the blonde. Since when did his life get so complicated? The last time he had checked, he was a nerd that didn’t care if he was going to die a virgin, and here he was, possibly about to get laid…by a man? This wasn’t how he had imagined, but he knew for certain he was done with the gay/bi situation. There was no way to deny his love for Uruha now.
“Uruha,” Aoi murmured breathlessly yet softly when Uruha had released his mouth. Instead of responding to Aoi, he buried his head into the nape of Aoi’s neck and nuzzled against Aoi’s warm skin, suckling at the one spot behind his ear.
Aoi wrapped his arms around Uruha’s shoulders and tilted his head back as usual, savoring this moment. He somehow felt like a saint, dating a girl, yet fooling around with a man behind her back. But it wasn’t like Aoi and Erika was together was it? He wasn’t too sure. When Erika had asked him if he loved her and if they were official, he couldn’t answer. Just because Erika had slapped him across the face, it didn’t mean they were over. Aoi opened his eyes to find that his shirt was already unbuttoned all the way down. Uruha made a move to tug at the rest of his shirt, and he was half way done with one arm when Aoi stopped him with a push of his shoulders. Instead, Uruha made a grab for both of Aoi’s wrists.
“Uruha, stop it. We can’t. I don't,” he looked up at Uruha’s face but he wasn’t looking at Aoi. Instead, he was looking downwards as if he was deep in thought.
“I don’t want to,” with that said, he looked at Aoi in the eye. “I want you. And I don’t care if she wants you too,” he muttered. Uruha had already admitted that selfish part in his heart, that when anything ever came to Aoi, he was possessive and he didn’t mind being a selfish bastard if he had to.
Uruha shoved Aoi down onto the bed and captured his mouth once more while pinning Aoi’s wrists down on each side of his head. He knew Aoi loved him as well, but he wasn’t sure who Aoi loved the most. It made his heart ache everything Aoi had mentioned the fun things him and Erika had done whether it was shopping, dinner, or a movie. And even when Aoi had done the same things with Uruha, for some reason, it was never the same. Aoi started to whimper once Uruha had held Aoi tight and hard against the bed. The feeling and hardness between Aoi’s legs suddenly became a little too painful for him to handle. He had to stop Uruha before they would do something they would possibly both regret.
* * * * * * * * * *
“Dammit Kai, I can’t believe you forgot your car keys! How were we supposed to get home?!” Ruki complained as he followed right after Kai.
“I’m sorry! You know how forgetful I am,” he muttered, feeling embarrassed as he tried the door knob to Uruha’s house. He was surprised to find it unlocked.
“Uruha never leaves his door unlocked…” Reita eyed Ruki and Kai suspiciously. “What if…what if Uruha got…”
“ROBBED!” the three of them spoke in unison as they burst through Uruha’s door. Right in the middle of running into the house they heard a somewhat disturbing lust filled moan.
“What the hell?” Reita furrowed his eyebrows and glanced at Kai who was already desperately trying to cover his ears.
Ruki, being the little pervert he was, immediately ran towards the sound of the free porn he was about to receive. Popping his head into the room, he found Aoi half naked with Uruha’s hand gripping tight onto his manhood.
“HOLY SHIT!” Ruki scrambled for door knob of Uruha’s bedroom and shut it closed. As much as he loved to watch, it still didn’t change the fact that those were his two best friends in there.
“Uh…uh…good news!” Kai said all of a sudden. “I found my keys?”
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A/N: Ergh I'm sick T_T but at least I updated? 8D
6 | 8
Chapters: 7/xx
Author: sentimentalenvy
Genre: AU, Romance, Comedy
Ratings: R
Pairing/Characters: Uruha x Aoi
Synopsis: School and maintaining outstanding grades has always been the important thing in Aoi’s life. He had never really bothered to care for a romantic relationship of any sort. That was how Aoi liked it and he intends to keep it that way, possibly forever if he had to. But an unexpected turn of events starts to turn on him. How will Aoi deal with his life from here?
Comments: Enjoy it~ :3
7
It had been a month since Aoi had shared any more intimate moments with Uruha. Aoi was now officially dating Erika and all seemed to be going well. At long last, Aoi had finally snagged the girl of his dreams. Nothing could have gotten better than that, and he knew it. They would meet up everyday just for a coffee, or lunch. Sometimes Aoi would take her out to a romantic dinner whenever she asked for it. He had treated her like princess, and she didn’t seem to mind at all. Aoi and Erika had just finished their little stroll after a nice dinner and they were sitting on a bench in front of the calm lake.
“ Ne, Erika-chan…” Aoi said, looking down at his knees as he spoke.
“Hm?” she tore her gaze away from the lake to look at the beautiful man before her. “What is it, Aoi-kun?”She asked, with a small smile.
“I’ve been wondering…all this time you know? About…well…why me?”
“Eh?” Erika looked confused for a moment. Aoi didn’t want to confuse her any further so he spoke up immediately.
“I mean, why now? You hated me in grade school didn’t you? And throughout middle school too…I just don’t understand why you’re suddenly so interested in me now,” he kept his gaze at his kneecaps as his hands continued to rest in his pockets.
“Oh…I had a feeling you were going to ask me that,” her tone somehow shifted a bit. “Well I was a bitch, Aoi. I was young…and I didn’t know any better. Truth is, I really did like you, Aoi. In middle school I really did, but then my…”
“…your?” Aoi asked, giving her a look to continue.
“Well…my friends didn’t classify you as…well…popular. But I don’t even keep in touch with them anymore! During the end of my high school career, I’ve changed. I’ve looked things with a new perspective, and no matter how I fixed everything that I had messed up on, I always though about you. I’ve treated you the worst, and I really want to make it up to you and at least apologize. So…I’m really sorry Aoi. I am,” her eyebrows furrowed together as she scooted closer to Aoi and looked up at him with pleading eyes.
“I…see…” at this point, Aoi really had no idea what to say.
“Aoi…” Erika put a hand at his cheek. He looked down at her with a curious expression as she inched her face closer to his. “I need to ask you a question,” she whispered, her lips just centimeters from his pierced ones.
“W…What is it?” he asked, somehow feeling nervous, but he wasn’t as nervous as when he was close enough with Uruha.
No, he was supposed to forget Uruha and move forward wasn’t he? No matter how hard Aoi tried to get Uruha out of his head, he couldn’t. Just because he was dating Erika now, didn’t mean he never saw or talked with Uruha ever again. They still talked on the phone and met up at bars or cafes just to hang out. Uruha would give him some good tips to sweep Erika off her feet. Sometimes Aoi damned the fact that Uruha knew so much about how to please a women because he had used Uruha’s tactics and nevertheless, it worked like a charm. He cringed at the fact that Uruha had happened to sweep Aoi off his own feet. Damn him.
“Aoi?” came a voice that belong to Erika, slapping him from his trance.
“Huh?”
“Did you just catch what I said?”
“Uh… what did you say?” he asked, a stupid blank expression formed itself onto Aoi’s face. Erika frowned.
“Aoi, are you even taking us seriously?” she asked, moving away and crossing her arms.
“You shouldn’t frown like that Erika-chan. Uruha said frowning like that will leave crinkles on your forehead,” Aoi said with a teasing voice as he poked her in the stomach.
“S-Stop it!” Erika pouted as she swatted Aoi’s hand away. “You always talk about Uruha, Aoi. I swear, it’s always Uruha, Uruha, Uruha. Uruha does this, Uruha says that. Aoi, it’s like you and him are lovers. He is not your lover Aoi. I…I am.” To Aoi, it sounded like those last words had slipped from Erika’s lips.
“…what did you-” Aoi never got a chance to finish.
“I like you Aoi. I want to be official,” Erika took his larger hands into her small ones and stared at him with a determined expression in her eyes. “Promise me you’ll only commit yourself to me. Please.”
Aoi knew he had to give her an answer right there and now. If he said he felt the same way, she would probably accuse him of lying. If he said no, he was going to be a screwed man anyway. If he didn’t give her an answer, she would think wrongly of him. Staring into her eyes, he didn’t know what he should say. Exactly how did he feel about this woman?
* * * * * * * * * *
“Dude, I’m so frickin pissed!” Ruki growled as he threw a plastic bowl across the kitchen floor.
“Hey watch it! Have you forgotten you’re in MY kitchen in MY home?!” Uruha exclaimed, running towards the plastic bowl that was rolling across the kitchen floor. Picking it up, he huffed and turned around to face Ruki. “You are so lucky this one wasn’t glass,” he said, clearly unhappy.
“Want me to throw a glass cup?” Ruki asked, challenging the taller man.
“Try if you dare,” Uruha met his gaze with fire as he walked over to Ruki and hovered over the smaller man.
“I’ll kick your ass,” Ruki muttered. He looked up at Uruha.
“Oi oi oi! C’mon guys, cut it out,” came a voice from Uruha’s bathroom. Reita walked over to the counter and sat onto a stool to look at the two. “Aoi’s just on his regular Friday night dinner dates with that Erika chick. This should be bugging Uruha more than anything; not you, Ruki,” Reita sighed.
“I know, I don’t see why you have to be so up tight about something that’s Aoi’s business,” a voice popped up from behind a couch.
“Ugh. Kai and Reita aren’t helping,” Ruki mumbled to nobody in particular.
Kai walked over to the counter where the rest of his friends were and hopped onto a stool next to Reita. Leaning a head against Reita’s arm, Kai sighed and felt somewhat annoyed.
“Mou…I’m hungry. It’s already 10 in the evening and there’s no food. Weren’t you and Ruki cooking, Uruha?”
“Why don’t you cook for us?” Reita asked, turning around to face Kai.
“But…Uruha invited me, so Uruha should cook,” Kai pouted as Reita poked him on the cheek and laughed.
“Uruha can’t even cook an egg,” Ruki snorted, receiving a glare and a grab of his shirt.
“What did you say you little-”
“CUT IT OUT!” Reita stood up abruptly, causing the stool to almost fall over. If it weren’t for Kai’s fast reflexes in catching it, it would have fallen over. Uruha and Ruki immediately stopped and stared at Reita, somewhat scared by his deep angry voice. “Now…Kai.”
“…H-Hai?” Kai asked, his voice sounding a tad higher than usual.
“Would you please make us dinner?” he didn’t want to whine, but he was hungry. So much for Uruha and Ruki making dinner. Kai sighed.
“Okay, okay. How does miso and sushi sound to you guys? It’s after 10 anyway. We shouldn’t eat that big of a meal,” With a mumble, Kai hopped off his stool. He made his way around and into Uruha’s kitchen and shooed the two away to wait in the living room.
A good forty five minutes later, Kai had announced to them that he was almost done. The three didn’t bother moving from the couch as their eyes were glued to the television. Kai muttered something they couldn’t hear and shook his head. Suddenly, the four men turned their heads to the knock of Uruha’s door and a doorbell.
“I’ll get it,” Uruha hopped off the couch and walked over to his door to open it a crack. Realizing who it was, he immediately opened it wider. The other three turned their heads even more to see Aoi, standing there before Uruha with a red handprint on his face. “Uh…”
“…Shut up,” Aoi pouted as he slipped past Uruha and out of his shoes.
Walking stubbornly over to the other two on the couch, Uruha closed the door and locked it. He still had that confused expression plastered all over his face.
“Dude, Aoi. What happened?” Ruki asked. His eyes slightly widened at the nice pink red mark on Aoi’s face. Aoi plopped onto the couch next to Ruki with a pout. “…looks like it burns.”
“Shut up,” Aoi said again.
“Oi, Aoi,” Uruha walked over to the couch and sat next to Aoi. He put a hand at Aoi’s shoulder, and felt the other man tense up immediately from his touch.
“I think I got dumped,” Aoi finally said with a sigh.
“EH?!” came the same reaction of all four of Aoi’s friends.
“W-What?!” Aoi frowned as he looked frantically around at the shocked expressions on everyone’s faces.
“How?” Kai asked suddenly, as he continued to slice at the sushi.
“I don’t wanna talk about it,” Aoi muttered.
“It’s not because of me is it?” Uruha asked, suddenly feeling as if this was his fault. “I didn’t know those tips I gave you…yesterday. I thought she would like-”
“No, it’s not that Uruha. She loved the choice of the restaurant,” Aoi stared at the coffee table before him.
“Okay let’s just drop this for now okay? Aoi seems uncomfortable as it already is,” Reita said, breaking the awkward silence.
“…Dinner is ready…” Kai said, after another awkward 10 minutes have passed by.
“…I already ate,” was all Aoi said before heading over to Uruha’s bedroom and shut the door behind him.
“I’ll go see how he’s-”
“Uruha, stop,” Reita said, standing up and quickly held onto Uruha’s arm.
“Give Aoi some time. He probably needs to be alone right now. Eat first. You haven’t eaten all day.”
“…fine. But I’m checking on him once I’m done.”
Once everyone had finished eating, Ruki, Reita and Kai wanted to check on Aoi and see if he was all right. But Aoi, being the stubborn one he was, wouldn’t open up or even speak.
“That jerk,” Ruki muttered. Giving the door one last glare, he turned around to face his friends.
“I’ll talk to him. You guys go on ahead,” Uruha said, shoving the three towards his door.
“So eager to bang him eh? OW!” Ruki pouted as he rubbed at his head. “That hurt Uruha!”
“It’s gonna hurt more if you don’t leave now,” Uruha frowned as Kai and Reita quickly helped Uruha lead Ruki out of his house.
“I’ll get you Uruha…! I’ll get-” SLAM went the door as Uruha shut it, refusing to hear the end of Ruki’s yelling.
Running a hand through his hair, he walked over to his bedroom and knocked.
“Aoi? Come on, you can’t stay there forever.”
“…I don’t care,” Uruha heard Aoi’s soft muffled voice through the door.
“…Aoi come on…that’s my room. Least you could have done was lock yourself in my bathroom.” He said, sighing once more.
Without warning, Uruha felt a shift in the door knob, meaning Aoi had unlocked it. Uruha stepped back to find the door opening, and Aoi emerged from it, taking a step outside to look at him.
“Sorry…”
“It’s not a problem,” Uruha smiled a little, admiring the emo face Aoi made.
“I’m just gonna head off now,” he mumbled, waving a hand.
Before he got a chance to walk any further, Uruha made a subconscious grab at his arm.
“Aoi, wait. You came here for a reason didn’t you?”
“What do you mean?” Aoi looked up at Uruha with an eyebrow raised. “Don’t we always hang around your house?”
“Well…yes but come on, get real. You show up in my front door with a mark on your face. You’re usually always digging around in my fridge to make us something to eat. You’re always so cheerful and happy but today you look like shit. Something happened with Erika tonight, and don’t even try to give me that ‘nothing-happened-I’m-fine shit.”
Aoi hated to admit it. Uruha was always right, especially when he lectured him about just about everything. As annoying as Aoi found it, he couldn’t help but feel somewhat turned on.
“I’m leaving,” Aoi turned around to leave but Uruha didn’t seem to want to let go. Aoi sighed in frustration. “Uruha, I told you! It’s nothing big all ri-wha-what are you doing?!” he exclaimed, surprised, as Uruha lifted him up bridal style and carried him towards his bed.
“Ugh this isn’t funny Uruha. Put me down!”
Uruha wasn’t putting much of a fight as Aoi struggled and squirmed in Uruha’s arms. Uruha was pretty fed up himself, so he ended up carried Aoi like he was a child. As much as Aoi was resisting, wrapping his legs around the taller man wasn’t helping the situation any further either. Gently placing Aoi onto his bed, Uruha followed right after. Crushing his body to Aoi’s, he still didn’t say a word.
“This…I…I’m serious Uruha…” Aoi stammered nervously as he looked up at Uruha and into his light brown eyes.
Even if he had tried to escape, Uruha would catch him anyway. He didn’t understand why Uruha was doing this now. Didn’t Uruha respect the fact that he was in a relationship now?
Aoi was about to give Uruha another warning when the blonde crushed his lips against the corner of Aoi’s mouth. Moving his lips lazily to rest upon Aoi’s full lips, he had already started to take Aoi’s bottom lip into a suckle. Aoi subconsciously sighed and moaned afterwards at the familiar feeling when Uruha dipped his tongue in refusing to wait for Aoi to respond. Uruha’s deep kisses were so possessive as usual. Once again, Aoi wondered if Uruha even respected the fact that he was taken.
He let out an audible loud gasp when Uruha rolled his hips against his, causing him to squirm and writhe against the blonde. Since when did his life get so complicated? The last time he had checked, he was a nerd that didn’t care if he was going to die a virgin, and here he was, possibly about to get laid…by a man? This wasn’t how he had imagined, but he knew for certain he was done with the gay/bi situation. There was no way to deny his love for Uruha now.
“Uruha,” Aoi murmured breathlessly yet softly when Uruha had released his mouth. Instead of responding to Aoi, he buried his head into the nape of Aoi’s neck and nuzzled against Aoi’s warm skin, suckling at the one spot behind his ear.
Aoi wrapped his arms around Uruha’s shoulders and tilted his head back as usual, savoring this moment. He somehow felt like a saint, dating a girl, yet fooling around with a man behind her back. But it wasn’t like Aoi and Erika was together was it? He wasn’t too sure. When Erika had asked him if he loved her and if they were official, he couldn’t answer. Just because Erika had slapped him across the face, it didn’t mean they were over. Aoi opened his eyes to find that his shirt was already unbuttoned all the way down. Uruha made a move to tug at the rest of his shirt, and he was half way done with one arm when Aoi stopped him with a push of his shoulders. Instead, Uruha made a grab for both of Aoi’s wrists.
“Uruha, stop it. We can’t. I don't,” he looked up at Uruha’s face but he wasn’t looking at Aoi. Instead, he was looking downwards as if he was deep in thought.
“I don’t want to,” with that said, he looked at Aoi in the eye. “I want you. And I don’t care if she wants you too,” he muttered. Uruha had already admitted that selfish part in his heart, that when anything ever came to Aoi, he was possessive and he didn’t mind being a selfish bastard if he had to.
Uruha shoved Aoi down onto the bed and captured his mouth once more while pinning Aoi’s wrists down on each side of his head. He knew Aoi loved him as well, but he wasn’t sure who Aoi loved the most. It made his heart ache everything Aoi had mentioned the fun things him and Erika had done whether it was shopping, dinner, or a movie. And even when Aoi had done the same things with Uruha, for some reason, it was never the same. Aoi started to whimper once Uruha had held Aoi tight and hard against the bed. The feeling and hardness between Aoi’s legs suddenly became a little too painful for him to handle. He had to stop Uruha before they would do something they would possibly both regret.
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“Dammit Kai, I can’t believe you forgot your car keys! How were we supposed to get home?!” Ruki complained as he followed right after Kai.
“I’m sorry! You know how forgetful I am,” he muttered, feeling embarrassed as he tried the door knob to Uruha’s house. He was surprised to find it unlocked.
“Uruha never leaves his door unlocked…” Reita eyed Ruki and Kai suspiciously. “What if…what if Uruha got…”
“ROBBED!” the three of them spoke in unison as they burst through Uruha’s door. Right in the middle of running into the house they heard a somewhat disturbing lust filled moan.
“What the hell?” Reita furrowed his eyebrows and glanced at Kai who was already desperately trying to cover his ears.
Ruki, being the little pervert he was, immediately ran towards the sound of the free porn he was about to receive. Popping his head into the room, he found Aoi half naked with Uruha’s hand gripping tight onto his manhood.
“HOLY SHIT!” Ruki scrambled for door knob of Uruha’s bedroom and shut it closed. As much as he loved to watch, it still didn’t change the fact that those were his two best friends in there.
“Uh…uh…good news!” Kai said all of a sudden. “I found my keys?”
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A/N: Ergh I'm sick T_T but at least I updated? 8D
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