Mr 6:35 part 4
Sep. 20th, 2014 11:54 am![[identity profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/openid.png){kind=small}
krystalkatz.livejournal.com posting in ![[community profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/community.png){kind=small}
krystalkatzficz“Sho-chan, I’m so sorry!” Aiba whispered lightly as he rubbed both his nose and his bottom as he looked down at Sakurai who hadn’t moved since getting a lapful of him. The author’s cheeks were burning the colour of a setting sun along with the tips of his ears that could be seen through his black hair. His fingers were clenched tightly on his legs and Aiba honestly thought that the man wanted to hit him. He wouldn’t blame him if he did, it must have been the last thing in the world that he had been expecting. Aiba hadn’t been expecting it either, more so when he had felt the groin becoming hard against him as he had wiggled around trying free himself from the lap.
“I…Um…I should go…” Sakurai gasped getting to his feet and pushing passed him as he bolted to the door leaving Aiba feeling stupefied and almost hurt.
“Go after him…” Nino hissed jabbing him hard in the back and pushing him to the door “Go on! He’s embarrassed…If you don’t follow him you won’t see him again!”
Not needing to be told twice Aiba ran from the store reminded of his first proper conversation with Sakurai. He ran down the street barely noticing that it was raining and he was glad when he caught sight of the author a few feet away from him.
“Sho-chan!” He shouted loudly not caring that once again people had turned to stare at him. Sakurai ignored him and picked up speed before darting down a side alley and almost losing him. Aiba fixed a determined expression on his face and picked up his own speed until he managed to throw his arms around his waist capturing the man and holding him tightly afraid that he was going to run away again. “Urgh! You really run too fast Sho-chan!” He huffed his face once again pressed into the hoodie as his arms tightly circled the toned waist. When it appeared that he wasn’t going to run away Aiba turned him around slowly smiling as naturally as he could hoping to reassure him. It didn’t work though as he could see that Sakurai seemed almost terrified as he gasped out loudly;
“I…I’m sorry…! I…Um…Urgn! I’m so sorry!”
“…What…For?”
“Oh come on…You must have…Felt it…I…Um...” Sakurai whispered his eyes falling to his groin area and Aiba felt his eyes widen a little as a blush formed in his own cheeks. He sucked on his bottom lip and nodded once slowly.
“…Yes…”
“I…It…It was just a natural reaction…I…Haven’t…Um…” Aiba felt his heart plummet to somewhere around his shoes while his breathing became irregular. He had hoped that it had been a little more than that, that it had been him that had caused that reaction in him. He swallowed down his disappointment and fixed Sakurai with a half stare scrapping his tongue slowly over his lips as he asked;
“Just a natural reaction? So…It would have happened with anyone?”
“No…Yes! Yes of course it would…I…” Sakurai gasped and again Aiba felt a horrible stab of disappointment run through him as he mumbled;
“Oh…I see…But…Well…Then…Why…Run away?”
“Because…You...I don’t want you to…Hate me…” The author sagged a little as he pulled down the mask and rubbed the scars that crisscrossed their way over his cheek. Aiba stared at them with a mesmerised expression on his face wishing that he could reach out and touch them. It was an odd desire he knew that but the skin looked so soft and pink. He blinked quickly pulling his eyes away so he could look him in the face his head shaking rapidly from side to side as he said;
“I would never!”
“Well…Be disgusted by me then…” Sakurai sighed leaning against the wall and crossing his arms over his chest and Aiba sighed Nino’s words ringing in his ears about making some kind of move towards him. He took a steadying breath and then swallowed stepping towards him and cupping his cheek with his hand which was a soft as he had imagined.
“I’d never be that either, Sho-chan…” He told him in a whisper and then leaned forward brushing his lips over Sakurai’s. The author stood completely still his breathing shallow as Aiba kissed him and he continued to stay very still when he pulled away. His eyes were still obscured by the glasses but Aiba was sure that they would be blown wide. “Sho-chan…I…Um…You…Like…” He whispered stupidly forgetting how to speak Japanese clearly. Sakurai’s hand came up slowly to his mouth his fingers brushing over the skin he had touched and Aiba became aware that his hand was still lingering on the cheek and tenderly he moved it in circles hoping that his actions would speak more clearly than his words.
“I…Um…I don’t want sympathy…Not from you…” Sakurai growled before becoming almost tearful his hand coming up to grab his fingers holding them so tightly that Aiba could almost see himself in A&E before the night was over but he didn’t say anything just shook his head again, moving so frantically that the cherry hair grip he used to keep his hair from landing in his eyes flew out and hit Sakurai square on the nose.
“And I don’t! I like Sho-chan! I have done since you were just Mr 6:35…” He said glad that he didn’t sound tongue tied this time. Sakurai stared at him in disbelief his mouth opening and closing a few times and Aiba gave a nervous smile his heart fluttering around wildly wishing that he could somehow take his words and actions back “…Ah! You think I’m a freak ne! I’m sorry! You…Um…I…”
“…You like me? Since before you…Saw me?” Sakurai said slowly cutting over his panicked flailing and Aiba went mute nodding “…I suppose…I…Was a disappointment…”
“Nope! Not at all…” The younger man answered his fingers moving awkwardly against his cheek touching the soft but scally skin as he pushed away his nerves knowing that Sakurai wouldn’t believe him if there was even a flicker of doubt “I…Admit I was shocked when I saw your scars, Sho-chan but…I…I…Um…You’re cute…”
“…Masaki…You…Don’t want…Me…” Sakurai whispered tugging his fingers away from his face but not letting go of his hand and Aiba could see pain in his face and he knew if he could see them that insecurity would be in his eyes. “You don’t want this to be the first thing you wake up too…”
“I do! I do want you Sho-chan! I’ve been wanting to tell you since you started coming to the store for coffee…” Aiba admitted finally after a month of longing for it and all he could do now was hope and pray that Sakurai would believe him “But I know that I’m not smart enough or good enough…”
“Masaki…You…You are…You are an incredible person…” Sakurai breathed causing Aiba’s hopeful heart to smash into a thousand pieces knowing that he was about to be rejected. At least he would be finally be able to tell Nino that he was wrong about something, but why did it have to be the one thing that he wanted his friend to be right about. He pulled a shaky, much needed breath into his lungs, and gave the best smile that he could in the circumstances saying;
“And now you really are rejecting me…I…I’m sorry Sho-chan…Um…Please don’t stop coming to the store…I wouldn’t want you to sit alone…Eh…” Aiba’s words were cut off as he was pulled against Sakurai’s body and his lips were moving almost awkwardly against his. It took Aiba a full minute to realise that he was being kissed but when he did he relaxed into immediately sighing he tilted his head changing the angle and drawing in the hesitant author into an even deeper kiss. His body rubbed pleasantly against Sakurai’s firmer one and purred with happiness knowing that this is what he had wanted for so long now. His tongue swept over the line of Sakurai’s mouth going from the soft full half of his lip to the slightly mottled half. Both felt amazing to him more so when they started moving against his with slightly more confidence. A noise at the opening of the alley pulled them apart but they stayed looking at each other their breathing quickened. “Um…So…You…Believe…Believe me?”
“…I…I…You…I…” Sakurai stammered slowly sagging heavily against the wall and Aiba smiled cupping his cheek again.
“Of course you don’t…You’re used to people being cruel but…I would never be cruel to you Sho-chan…Please let me have a chance to prove it to you…Please…”
TBC
A/N: I hope this is okay, I’m really not used to writing an insecure Sakurai Sho! My nieces birthday party is today, ten years old and still my little princess (even if she likes 1D), so I probably won’t be posting this one tomorrow, I’m sorry
“I…Um…I should go…” Sakurai gasped getting to his feet and pushing passed him as he bolted to the door leaving Aiba feeling stupefied and almost hurt.
“Go after him…” Nino hissed jabbing him hard in the back and pushing him to the door “Go on! He’s embarrassed…If you don’t follow him you won’t see him again!”
Not needing to be told twice Aiba ran from the store reminded of his first proper conversation with Sakurai. He ran down the street barely noticing that it was raining and he was glad when he caught sight of the author a few feet away from him.
“Sho-chan!” He shouted loudly not caring that once again people had turned to stare at him. Sakurai ignored him and picked up speed before darting down a side alley and almost losing him. Aiba fixed a determined expression on his face and picked up his own speed until he managed to throw his arms around his waist capturing the man and holding him tightly afraid that he was going to run away again. “Urgh! You really run too fast Sho-chan!” He huffed his face once again pressed into the hoodie as his arms tightly circled the toned waist. When it appeared that he wasn’t going to run away Aiba turned him around slowly smiling as naturally as he could hoping to reassure him. It didn’t work though as he could see that Sakurai seemed almost terrified as he gasped out loudly;
“I…I’m sorry…! I…Um…Urgn! I’m so sorry!”
“…What…For?”
“Oh come on…You must have…Felt it…I…Um...” Sakurai whispered his eyes falling to his groin area and Aiba felt his eyes widen a little as a blush formed in his own cheeks. He sucked on his bottom lip and nodded once slowly.
“…Yes…”
“I…It…It was just a natural reaction…I…Haven’t…Um…” Aiba felt his heart plummet to somewhere around his shoes while his breathing became irregular. He had hoped that it had been a little more than that, that it had been him that had caused that reaction in him. He swallowed down his disappointment and fixed Sakurai with a half stare scrapping his tongue slowly over his lips as he asked;
“Just a natural reaction? So…It would have happened with anyone?”
“No…Yes! Yes of course it would…I…” Sakurai gasped and again Aiba felt a horrible stab of disappointment run through him as he mumbled;
“Oh…I see…But…Well…Then…Why…Run away?”
“Because…You...I don’t want you to…Hate me…” The author sagged a little as he pulled down the mask and rubbed the scars that crisscrossed their way over his cheek. Aiba stared at them with a mesmerised expression on his face wishing that he could reach out and touch them. It was an odd desire he knew that but the skin looked so soft and pink. He blinked quickly pulling his eyes away so he could look him in the face his head shaking rapidly from side to side as he said;
“I would never!”
“Well…Be disgusted by me then…” Sakurai sighed leaning against the wall and crossing his arms over his chest and Aiba sighed Nino’s words ringing in his ears about making some kind of move towards him. He took a steadying breath and then swallowed stepping towards him and cupping his cheek with his hand which was a soft as he had imagined.
“I’d never be that either, Sho-chan…” He told him in a whisper and then leaned forward brushing his lips over Sakurai’s. The author stood completely still his breathing shallow as Aiba kissed him and he continued to stay very still when he pulled away. His eyes were still obscured by the glasses but Aiba was sure that they would be blown wide. “Sho-chan…I…Um…You…Like…” He whispered stupidly forgetting how to speak Japanese clearly. Sakurai’s hand came up slowly to his mouth his fingers brushing over the skin he had touched and Aiba became aware that his hand was still lingering on the cheek and tenderly he moved it in circles hoping that his actions would speak more clearly than his words.
“I…Um…I don’t want sympathy…Not from you…” Sakurai growled before becoming almost tearful his hand coming up to grab his fingers holding them so tightly that Aiba could almost see himself in A&E before the night was over but he didn’t say anything just shook his head again, moving so frantically that the cherry hair grip he used to keep his hair from landing in his eyes flew out and hit Sakurai square on the nose.
“And I don’t! I like Sho-chan! I have done since you were just Mr 6:35…” He said glad that he didn’t sound tongue tied this time. Sakurai stared at him in disbelief his mouth opening and closing a few times and Aiba gave a nervous smile his heart fluttering around wildly wishing that he could somehow take his words and actions back “…Ah! You think I’m a freak ne! I’m sorry! You…Um…I…”
“…You like me? Since before you…Saw me?” Sakurai said slowly cutting over his panicked flailing and Aiba went mute nodding “…I suppose…I…Was a disappointment…”
“Nope! Not at all…” The younger man answered his fingers moving awkwardly against his cheek touching the soft but scally skin as he pushed away his nerves knowing that Sakurai wouldn’t believe him if there was even a flicker of doubt “I…Admit I was shocked when I saw your scars, Sho-chan but…I…I…Um…You’re cute…”
“…Masaki…You…Don’t want…Me…” Sakurai whispered tugging his fingers away from his face but not letting go of his hand and Aiba could see pain in his face and he knew if he could see them that insecurity would be in his eyes. “You don’t want this to be the first thing you wake up too…”
“I do! I do want you Sho-chan! I’ve been wanting to tell you since you started coming to the store for coffee…” Aiba admitted finally after a month of longing for it and all he could do now was hope and pray that Sakurai would believe him “But I know that I’m not smart enough or good enough…”
“Masaki…You…You are…You are an incredible person…” Sakurai breathed causing Aiba’s hopeful heart to smash into a thousand pieces knowing that he was about to be rejected. At least he would be finally be able to tell Nino that he was wrong about something, but why did it have to be the one thing that he wanted his friend to be right about. He pulled a shaky, much needed breath into his lungs, and gave the best smile that he could in the circumstances saying;
“And now you really are rejecting me…I…I’m sorry Sho-chan…Um…Please don’t stop coming to the store…I wouldn’t want you to sit alone…Eh…” Aiba’s words were cut off as he was pulled against Sakurai’s body and his lips were moving almost awkwardly against his. It took Aiba a full minute to realise that he was being kissed but when he did he relaxed into immediately sighing he tilted his head changing the angle and drawing in the hesitant author into an even deeper kiss. His body rubbed pleasantly against Sakurai’s firmer one and purred with happiness knowing that this is what he had wanted for so long now. His tongue swept over the line of Sakurai’s mouth going from the soft full half of his lip to the slightly mottled half. Both felt amazing to him more so when they started moving against his with slightly more confidence. A noise at the opening of the alley pulled them apart but they stayed looking at each other their breathing quickened. “Um…So…You…Believe…Believe me?”
“…I…I…You…I…” Sakurai stammered slowly sagging heavily against the wall and Aiba smiled cupping his cheek again.
“Of course you don’t…You’re used to people being cruel but…I would never be cruel to you Sho-chan…Please let me have a chance to prove it to you…Please…”
TBC
A/N: I hope this is okay, I’m really not used to writing an insecure Sakurai Sho! My nieces birthday party is today, ten years old and still my little princess (even if she likes 1D), so I probably won’t be posting this one tomorrow, I’m sorry
![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}