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 16 [Final]
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"Say, if you still love your ex that much, why don't you try to get back together? I don't think you guys broke up because of hating each other, right?"
Makoto suddenly started the conversation when he helped Kyou drying the dishes he washed with a napkin.
Kyou shook his head.
"So, how many days have you broken up 'till now?"
Kyou took a brief of moment, counting the days in his head.
"I think it's about a week now. We broke up 2 days before you got here."
It was indeed had been 8 days since Makoto started to live with him. He managed to find a descent job in a law firm as an errand boy. One of Kyou's friend recommended Makoto to the law firm where he was having his internship. The boss seemed to like the boy's resume and hired him at once. But there's still no suitable cheap apartment that he could rent, so he's staying with Kyou for a bit longer.
"Have you contacted him, yet?" Makoto asked again.
Kyou shook his head again.
"Why?"
"I forgot... sort of. Too busy, I guess. With my college tasks, work, and you," he pointed at Makoto's nose and put foam from the wash-dishing soap on it.
Makoto frowned and rubbed the foam off his nose with the back of his hand, "Don't blame things on others," he sulked.
"I was just joking," Kyou laughed and pushed the younger boy with his elbow.
"I know," Makoto pushed him back with his elbow too.
They both laughed.
"Hey, Kyou-chan?"
"Hmm?"
"Just forget about me and go to your ex," Makoto suggested. "I don't want to be blamed for the failure of your sex life."
Kyou was silent, thinking something while still scrubbing the dishes.
Makoto gazed at the larger boy who was standing by his side, started to feel irritated.
"Why are you just standing there?! Leave the dishes! Make up with him! Now! GO!"
Makoto shoved Kyou's large body when he looked hesitate. Not because he didn't want to. But he couldn't leave Makoto alone.
Kyou protested a bit but didn't actually resist. He washed his foamy hand and wiped it recklessly over his jeans.
"Don't worry about me, I'm fine by myself. I'm not a kid anymore." Makoto said while still pushing Kyou headed to the door. "Just GO!"
"Wait! Okay, okay! But I have to wear my shoes first," he said when Makoto managed to pushed him passed the genkan.
"Fine, but hurry! Otherwise I'll take you right now."
"You dare topped me?!" Kyou pinned the other boy's head in his arms, playing fight.
Both of them laughing while Makoto tickled Kyou's waist until Kyou laughed because it felt ticklish and loosened his grip. Makoto finally managed to stretched his arm to open the door.
It surprised them that there was actually someone behind the door. Stared at their closeness sharply; to the extent of anger flaming in his eyes.
Kyou released his grip on Makoto's head.
"Mochidzuki... san?" he said in disbelief.
Makoto fixed his untidy hair and gazed at the beautiful young man in awe. Then he realized of his position and excused himself.
"I'm going to the convenience store to buy some Oolong tea," he said. "Won't be back for a while, so, just take your time."
Makoto dashed out while sparing a meaningful glance at Kyou. He didn't know that Kyou's lover was a beauty; nevertheless, a man.
The boy smiled and wish for his big brother's happiness.
Kyou let Mochidzuki in, while, the young man stared at the small 1dk room in arrogance. Disbelieving that someone could actually lived in such a cramped place like that. The tableware was sets for two. Then his eyes were fixed on the luggage that stood in the corner of the room. As if it was declaring that someone was actually moved in and stay there. For a second, his eyes flashed with anger.
Kyou stood nervously in the presence of his beloved inside his room. But he could see that Mochidzuki was in foul mood. So he didn’t dare to say anything foolish.
"Umm, please. Have a seat."
Kyou pulled out the sitting cushion and gestured at Mochidzuki to sit.
Mochidzuki glanced at the thin and worn out cushion. Lifted his eyebrow in disdain; checking it out. It was clean. Kyou made sure that even though most of his stuff had worn out, it was neat and clean.
He refused to sit down and move toward Kyou, instead. Wrapped his arms around the boy's neck, forced him to bend down a little, and kissed him.
Surprised by the sudden act, yet, he returned the kiss. Wrapping his arm around the slender waist and embraced him.
They switched their kissing angle for a few times. Tongue dancing inside their mouths; twirling and stroking one and another. A streak of unswallowed saliva overflowed on the edge of Mochidzuki's mouth, ran down to his chin.
When they finally broke their kisses, still closing his eyes, Kyou rubbed the tip of their noses together. Gently kissing his partner's lips. And let out a sigh in satisfaction.
Kyou traced the beautiful face with his rough fingers. With his thumb, he wiped the saliva off his chin, and smiled. He missed him so much.
He didn't want to think anymore.
He didn't care what Mochidzuki would think.
Heck! He didn't care what the world would think!
He wanted him!
He wanted him so much, that days without him would corroding him slowly and consumed him inside out.
He didn't care anymore what kind of rejection he would have. If he got rejected, he just confessed again and persistently nagged him all over until he finally giving up and accepted him.
"I love you..." he whispered in Mochidzuki's ear.
Finally, he let his true feelings out.
Mochidzuki let out a dissatisfied sigh, and pinched Kyou's stomach hard. Made the larger boy yelped in pain.
Okay, that ruined the perfect atmosphere.
"Ooouch! Why did you do that?!" Kyou protested, breaking the hug and rubbing the sour part of his stomach.
"Seems like you have a very busy sex life while I'm not around, don't you?"
He was also doing the same, sleeping around right after they broke up, but he didn't want to admit it.
"Huh?" Kyou didn't understand.
"That boy. And the blonde the other night?" he accused.
At first, Kyou was in awe hearing it.
Then his eyes sparkled, following by a wide ear-to-ear grin like the Cheshire cat.
"Mochidzuki-san... are you jealous?"
Mochidzuki slapped Kyou's head and retreated back. But he was pulled back into Kyou's arms again; who was chuckling and smiling widely and gazed at him lovingly.
"Hey, Mochidzuki-san. Do you love me?"
Mochidzuki growling something and turn his face. Avoiding Kyou's intense gaze.
Kyou gave his best begging puppy dog eyes. He even whimpered.
The corner of Mochidzuki's mouth twitched, as if he was restraining himself from laughing. Kyou looked so cute begging and whimpering like that. He cleared his throat and covered it with his fist to hide his laugh.
Kyou buried his face in Mochidzuki's hair and sniffed it like a dog, kissing it affectionately. While his lower part hardened.
Realizing something hot and hard pressing his lower abdomen, instinctively, Mochidzuki's knees flew to the growing shaft in front of him and forced the younger guy bend in double for its pain. He didn't even let out a scream since it was unbearable, it took his voice away.
"You horny dog!" Mochidzuki sneered and took a step back.
Kyou curled so low while holding his 'precious', that his head almost touching the floor. He trembled in pain for a few seconds, and collapse with a loud thud on the floor.
Mochidzuki thought he was faking, since he didn't knee him that hard. But since the boy didn't move at all after some moments, he came close to him and kneeled down; checking him out.
Suddenly a pair of large arms stretched out. Caught and locked him in a tight embrace.
Kyou sniggered. "Gotcha."
He was faking indeed.
Mochidzuki protested. He writhed and twisted his body in his arms, trying to get away. Kyou held him tighter and kissed him to reduce his resistance. Responded to the kiss, Mochidzuki let his resistance down.
Kyou broke the kiss and rubbed his forehead onto his partner's.
"Just tell me you love me, Mochidzuki-san. That's why you're jealous, right?"
Mochidzuki pouted. In Kyou's eyes, he looked very adorable.
"Hey..." he persistently nagged, "You love me, right?"
"Shut up!" Mochidzuki snapped, "I hate you! But that's not the point! Who was the boy and the blonde?!"
Kyou smiled. Happy for the jealous streak.
"The boy, Mochidzuki-san, is my little brother. The second eldest son, and the third child in the family," he explained.
"He's your brother? You don't look alike."
"Trust me, nobody think the otherwise," Kyou rolled his eyes. "He's the most beautiful amongst us, the boys in my family. He was just graduated from high school. He crash at my place for a while before he finds a new place. And the blonde the other night is my college friend. He took me home because I was drunk. Though he had something for me, he's definitely not doing anything funny. He stepped back when I say I had someone I love. Not forcing me like some certain person I know," he teased the other man.
Mochidzuki blushed; for remembering the past, and for falsely accusing Kyou.
"Just take off that stubbornness and admit that you love me, please," Kyou pleaded.
Mochidzuki obstinately locked his mouth, refusing to say those words.
Kyou sighed.
"I can't sleep without you," Mochidzuki mumbled, finally breaking his perseverance.
"What?"
"I can't sleep alone, without you! The nightmares came back again!" he suddenly blurted out, "Sex wasn't good, and others touch just grossed me out. It can't be anyone but you..."
Kyou gazed at his beloved, captivated.
"My touch doesn't gross you out?"
"If it does, would I let you held me?" Mochidzuki sulked, writhing a little in Kyou's arms, lowering his gaze and lay his head on Kyou's broad chest. "You're the one who cured me. Yet, it's like a curse you cast on me. Because only you who can touch me."
"I'm cursing you with all my love."
"Shut up," he hit Kyou’s chest with his fist.
"How about sex?"
"....."
Kyou rubbed his face on Mochidzuki's all over again. This time, he deliberately rubbing his stubble on the other man’s face; made him broke into laughter because it felt ticklish.
"Fine, fine... Okay! Stop rubbing it at me! It tickles!" Mochidzuki pushed Kyou's head away. "...it was the best."
There was that Cheshire cat smile plastered on Kyou's face again.
"Do you love me?"
Mochidzuki kept his silent for a brief moment.
"You're different..." he said. "You're just..." he paused, "...special."
That word was enough for him.
"I love you, Mochidzuki-san," Kyou said, kissing Mochidzuki's temple.
"I know," he answered, closing his eyes and receiving Kyou's kisses. "I already knew it from the first time you started to let me kiss you."
Kyou's eyes widened in disbelief, "You knew?"
"Since you said you we couldn't kiss. But somewhere along the way, you started to accept my kiss and kissed me in return."
Kyou smiled.
Yes, he was already in love with him at that time.
"I've been watching you also," Mochidzuki confessed. "I have my spies all over the place, that's why I knew you were sleeping in the manga café. And how you always skip dinner because you're too lazy to buy some or have no money to buy it. Or how the girls in your apartment secretly took your picture when you tended you plantation, and uploaded it in their blogs. ["What?!" Kyou shouted in surprise.] You should've checked it out sometime, it was quite a good shot. And about the blonde the other night too..."
"But you missed the background check about my little brother."
"I was angry and couldn't think that long."
The tall boy laughed. Then he stopped, realizing something.
"Wait... You've been stalking me all this time?!"
"Well, you can say that."
"Ok, even though it shows how much you care about me, but it kinda scary. So, please. Don't do it again from now on," he laughed. "I'm all yours and I promise that you won't have to spy on me to know that I won’t cheat on you."
"Just to make sure," Mochidzuki smiled.
It was the most beautiful smile he ever seen. His eyes were smiling also. It was a genuine smile of Mochidzuki.
"Well, just, don't," Kyou chuckled.
Mochidzuki's hand reached out to touch Kyou's face and stroked it. Why didn't he realized it before? This loving gaze. The gentle touch. His every single gesture was telling him transparently that he loved him.
He wrapped his arms around Kyou's neck, and whispered those sacred words.
Kyou's eyes widened for a second, and then held his lover and gave him the sweetest kiss they ever shared.
[The end]
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