悪魔は僕の部屋の中に
[Akuma wa Boku no Heya no Naka ni]
By Bayou
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Part 9
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Part 9
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His body felt heavy.
His head was heavy too.
He hated this kind of feeling.
He hated being sick.
He also hated to have so many burdens in his mind to think of.
Imejima liked him.
Since when?
Since they first met in their junior year?
Or was it just recently?
Well, whatever. When he saw him again, maybe he should apologize for not noticing his feelings and couldn't return it back to him.
And then there was Mochidzuki.
It was his fault he had became gay. If he wasn't hanging around with him, he’d still be straight and maybe dated a girl or two.
No, no, no... That wasn't actually the problem.
He didn't really mind about gender he fall in love with. His fujyoshi sister taught him that—the women in his family sure had some pretty strong influence. It was funny that he used to think his sister was crazy to tell him it didn't matter if he fell in love with the same gender, as long as he'd be happy. And now he was truly in love with one. Maybe it was some kind of weird curse that his sister had cast on him.
The problem was if he never hung out with Mochidzuki a lot, he wouldn't fall in love with him, and he wouldn't went through so many obstacles because of it.
And being with Mochidzuki was quite a hassle; he never could understand what's inside the head of that pretty face. Well, he thought he understood, but eventually he was wrong. Mochidzuki was much more complicated than he thought he was.
So having him completely would be quite an ordeal.
Kyou felt something cool and comfortable touching his face. He tried to open his eyes but the drowsiness took him away and put him into a deep sleep.
* * * * *
He woke up in the morning with a sunlight peeked between the curtains gap and touched his face. It was the usual method to wake him up in the morning. But when he opened his eyes, he stared at a somewhat familiar ceiling, but definitely not his.
He was confused. He crossed his eyebrows, but something foreign attached on his forehead, he touched it; it was a cooling pack. Recalling of what had happened last night, he summoned up that he was having sex with Mochidzuki before he fainted for his fever from fatigue.
That's right; it was the ceiling he often saw when he had sex with Mochidzuki—since he was always lying on the bed.
Sex...
He had failed to fulfill his duty last night.
Would he be mad?
Would he kick him out because he couldn't satisfy his desires anymore?
Kyou pressed both of his hand on his face, feeling down. He'd lost. His body had break first before he could break Mochidzuki's frozen heart.
At that moment, his nose whiffed something nice that made his stomach growled. He remembered that he didn't eat properly in the past week that made his exhaustion consuming his body.
He rose, but his head spun made him gave up his intention of getting up. So he lay still on the bed and held back his hunger as his stomach growling ferociously asking to be fed.
The bedroom door opened and Mochidzuki came in with a huge portion of porridge on a serving tray.
"Oh, you're awake?" he said when he saw Kyou was gazing back at him.
"Yeah," Kyou answered with weak voice. "Sorry that I occupied your bed. I'll be gone soon after my head stop spinning."
"It's ok; just rest here until you get better."
Mochidzuki put the tray on the side desk of his bed and helped Kyou up. He sat Kyou up on the bed and supported his back with couple of pillows to make him comfortable. It took him some time to do that since Kyou was much bigger than him and didn't have enough strength to support himself.
Kyou stared at him with puzzled face as Mochidzuki put the tray on his lap.
"Eat," he said seeing Kyou was hesitating whether he should eat or not.
Kyou took a spoonful of porridge, but Mochidzuki stopped him by the hand before he put it into his mouth.
"Careful, it's still hot," he said, "Eat slowly. It won't go anywhere anyway."
"Ah... ok," Kyou obediently blowing the hot porridge before eating it.
Mochidzuki put a medicine on the tray and reminded him to take it after eating.
Kyou nodded in silent.
Mochidzuki sat on the edge of the bed with legs crossed and holding his knees with his intertwined fingers. He smiled when he saw Kyou eating the porridge with happy face.
Kyou stopped eating when he realized that he was being stared at.
"Uh... what's wrong?"
"Nothing," said Mochidzuki, "It was just you're always make that happy face when you’re eating; as if it was the most delicious food in the world."
Kyou put the spoon on the bowl and stir it a little, watching the white steam that came out from the hot porridge.
"Well, you know that my family is poor, and we don't have much. So we really appreciate what we have, even the simplest food we eat. As long as it was edible, it was good enough for us."
Mochidzuki smiled wryly.
"But!" Kyou added quickly, "This porridge is delicious! I really like it! Honestly."
He thought that Mochidzuki was angry and misunderstood him, thinking he was saying that his porridge was only 'edible'.
"You're just like a kid," he said, "So honest and pure."
He stroked Kyou"s hair, got up and left.
"M-Mochidzuki san!"
Mochidzuki turned around by the call.
"Are you mad?"
"Of what?"
"Well... um... for last night," Kyou's voice was so small it barely heard, "Because I fainted in the middle of it."
He was blushing beet red while saying it.
Mochidzuki laughed. "Well, it's not entirely your fault since you've been busy with your classes, work, and my demand. And I was the one who didn't notice that you're not well and forced you."
"Sorry, I..."
Mochidzuki waved his hand in front of his face.
"Next time if it was too late to catch the last train, just stay overnight here instead of sleeping in a manga café. It only exhausted you and it was bad for your body to sleep on a chair."
Eh?
He didn't hear it wrong, did he?
Did Mochidzuki just asked him to stay?
His heart thumping twice faster as usual and it was so hard he felt like it was going to break his ribcage if it kept pounding like this.
"You knew...?"
"Geez, why are you stubbornly left after we did it? Did you hate it so much to stay here?"
Kyou stared at Mochidzuki in disbelief.
Could he?
Could he start hoping for more?
"No, I... I thought it would be a burden if I stay here, since..." he hung his words.
We're not lovers...
"...you might have another partner who will come at random."
"In the middle of the night?" Mochidzuki stared at the boy as if he was the stupidest person on earth.
"Well, I just don't want to be in the way, so..." he hung his words again.
And it would bother me so much if I saw your other partner came while I’m still here.
Mochidzuki gave the slyest smile he had.
"Didn't I tell you that you're the only one who can satisfy me right now? So why would I sleep with any other men?"
It was almost like a love confession.
Hearing that he was the only one for Mochidzuki, made him so happy he could cry. But he couldn't since it would give him away. And it'd be over when Mochidzuki realized that he was deeply in love with him.
"So don't be silly and stay overnight when I ask you to come."
"Ok," Kyou answered obediently.
It made Mochidzuki a little bit amazed.
"Hmm? I didn't think that you'll agree that fast."
Kyou smiled deviously, "Actually I'd stay over if only you have asked for it earlier."
"What? These entire stubbornness, end just with a single request?"
"I'm the 'Yes Man', I can't refuse any request, remember?"
They both laughed. As if they were back being friends again.
This time, the game ended with a tie.
Kyou spent another night in Mochidzuki's apartment.
After taking some medicines and fed and having enough rest, his fever broke. At that time, not even once Mochidzuki had asked him for sex. He was quite considerable with Kyou's condition. He even took a good care of Kyou; he changed the cooling pack when the cool substance ran out, he even wiped Kyou's sweaty body with damp towel and changed his clothes, and all the delicious food he ate was Mochidzuki's handmade. It was amazing that he could cook so well event though there's a housekeeper who came to clean and cook every other day.
Kyou even occupied Mochidzuki's bed, while he slept in the sofa. He refused to share the same bed with the sick because he didn't want to catch his illness. Or that was just an excuse to let Kyou had his rest properly.
Mochidzuki acted like the old kind and gentle Mochidzuki, plus the sex. Seeing this kindness, made Kyou wondered whether his threat over his family was only a joke. But he didn't dare to ask about it, afraid that if it wasn't; his family would end up on the street.
So, which Mochidzuki's faces were the real one?
[To be continued]
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