This can't be possible. part 3
"You got to be kidding me." Kai said, face-palming. "It can't be-"
"Ah…. Uhh…. Yeah~" Reita's moans were obvious and loud. Kai could bet that the blonde was gasping too, but the closed door was stopping that silent sound. If the door was enough to stop the moans too…
"Man…" Ruki sighed looking on the window.
"We were supposed to send Uruha to get coffee…" Kai said. "We were supposed to talk about a band…."
"Until they are finished Uruha would already hate like hell Reita." Ruki said smirking, looking in the void, but obviously the observation was meant to Aoi.
"They are best friends, aren't they?" The brunette asked almost carelessly. It was just for ignoting Reita's desperate sounds, not like he really cared – actually, he was lying himself.
"Yeah. At least, they were. Best friends don't do… that." Ruki said pointing the kitchen door.
"Why will he hate him?" Aoi escaped a question that, for him, was actually meant to be the first after Ruki's affirmation.
"Eh." Ruki waved his hand like he was about to avoid the subject. " He always does that. He makes out with one random man and the next day you see him like he's going to kill the one he fucked last night."
"So, he dominates, huh?" Kai said texting something. "He doesn't seem like that."
"///Stupid Kai, you just can't help me until the end, can you?///" Ruki thought frowning inside. One round ended and no point for Ruki. But, actually, who was he fighting with?
"Yeah, you're right. And Reita seems really… manly." Aoi mumbled. "I've never imagined that it can be like that."
"M'yeah, whatever. Who wants beer?" Ruki said trying to end this conversation which was doing nothing but destroying his beloved Cupid operation.
"I'm with you." Kai and Aoi said in unison raising their hands.
Reita checked the clock on his phone.
"Three…Two…One…" He whispered for himself. " Here it goes. Time to moan again." He breathed in, like he was gasping for air then let out a long loud moan, including in his incomprehensible sentence the name of his best friend.
Damn, he was there for fifteen minutes and no one bumped in. – He – didn't bump in.
He was about to give up. Hell, it was useless. Aoi probably didn't give a fuck about what Uruha was doing, he probably had left already and Ruki had to keep Kai away from the truth and let him go whenever he wants.
"Three….Two….One… Time for moaning again." He counted the five minutes that he had decided to be the interval. The next time, he has fake an orgasm. Ha! Like it was possible! Uruha to bring him at orgasm in twenty-five minutes. Who the hell would believe that? Aoi – hell for sure no. he seemed that intelligent guy who always keeps silent and can blow your mind.
"I think I'm going." Aoi said raising from the couch he was sitting on.
"Oh, but… wait, wait. You…you… haven't finished your beer." Ruki tried to keep him there. It was a part of the plan.
"And, after thirty minutes, that meaning-"
"Yeah, yeah five series of moans and one orgasm…." Reita mumbled.
"You bump out of the room saying that Uruha had left through the balcony, ok?" Ruki said looking straight in the other's eyes, for making sure that he understood.
"Yeah. And then you will tell Aoi to go after him and so on. It won't work Ruki."
"You are too negative. You need something to bring you to the positive side." The shorter man smirked and left to the hallway where Uruha was. In the same time, Reita was keeping the brunette away from the livingroom to make sure that he doesn't notice that the honey blonde was leaving.
"No, now really, I mean it. I have to go."
"But we need to talk about the band…" Kai sniffed like a child spoiled child.
"Let's meet another day at my place. Now I have some business plus those two disturbing…."
He didn't wait for Ruki's comment and went out, waving his hand while saying goodbye, his back facing the two of them.
"You can go out now, Gigolo. Romeo has left." Ruki said enough loud to be heard by Reita.
Again one round ended and no point for Ruki….
"/// I really have to admit that Ruki has pretty good ideas… and Reita is a good actor.///" Aoi smirked in the rearview mirror. Catchy smile? Checked. "///But honestly, that was the most stupid thing that always happened. It completely failed. Ha, like I would fall in his little trip.///" He thought fixing his eyes on the way and the mirror in the same time. Sexy look? Checked. "Just think about it… Uruha dominating. That guy is tall, so true, but I bet that he will scream like a royal whore tonight." Dirty language? Checked.
With all those things ready and a trusting attitude, the brunette entered in the hotel Uruha was staying in.
"///That son of a bitch!///" Uruha thought raising again his glass filled with white wine. "/// 'We can talk tomorrow Uru-chan, bye'. Ha! God, why the hell did I leave?! I swear that this Cupid game is making me sick.///" He took his pack of cigarettes and lightened one of them. "Shit, I was about to quit smoking!" He said throwing the cigarette away.
The first time he had the occasion to talk with his crush he failed. Like it was so hard! He just had to answer and ask stupid questions like 'Which is your favorite color?' He always did that with girls in the highschool. Damn, he was charming them all just with a word! But now… now it was like he was one of those girls who were remaining speechless in front of him.
Aoi was… handsome. Not that he hadn't noticed before – in fact, the look was the first thing that attracted him – but being closer to him, he noticed that he was so beautiful. He should've been in prison or something. Charming Uruha like that was illegal. No. it was a sin.
Suddenly, at the door, the knocks started to be heard and Uruha;s thoughts were interrupted. Who the hell could it be?
"///It'd better be Reita begging for mercy and apologizing continuous.///" Uruha thought going to the door with the wine glass in his hand.
"Hi there." He heard that calm yet sexy voice. Suddenly, the space disappeared and there were just he and him.
"Hey. What are you… doing there? You must've mistaken the door…" Uruha said, his words terribly chosen but controlling his voice.
"Mm… nope." The brunette said seeming to think a bit about it. "Are gonna get drunk alone?" He asked pointing the glass in his hand.
"/// What are you doing idiot?! Two minutes ago you were begging for one more chance and now you have it. Go ahead!///" Uruha thought.
"I'm kinda selfish. Plus, this is my last bottle."
"/// Not like bumping him out!///" He thought again, face-palming inside.
"But I might be willing to share it."
"Hm… Can you handle that?" Aoi suddenly asked changing the atmosphere between them.
"///Dude, have you forgotten that that stupid idiot, half-brained Ruki told him?///"
"Sharing a bottle? I can do compromises. Little ones."
"No… not only sharing the bottle…." Aoi slowly stepped inside, closer to Uruha. The honey blonde didn't move an inch.
"Well, then?" He asked, his gaze focused on the other's face. He wasn't sure what he was looking at. His full kissable lips, his dark deep eyes, his amazing black hair….
"This." The brunette said suddenly gripping both parts of Uruha;s waist with his strong hands, bringing him closer, kissing him on the lips. The glass fell from Uruha's hand in shock. He slowly closed his eyes, letting himself into that deep kiss, not even carrying about the broken glass on the floor nor about the wine on the carpet which will give it it's permanent smell.
"Not only your hair is like honey." Aoi whispered against Uruha's ear.