Trouble in paradise part eighteen
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krystalkatzficzMasaki woke about an hour later conscious of somebody watching him and with a quickly glance he confirmed that it was his newly re-established lover that was looking down at him with an almost unreadable expression on his face. Positive that his lover was about to tell him that he had made a mistake and that they simply had to break up he got up quickly and covered himself with what was left of the sheet whispering;
“Sho-chan…I um…You...”
“Sorry, Masaki I didn’t mean to disturb you…Or weird you out by watching you as you slept…” Sakurai chuckled reaching out and wrapping his arm around his shoulders and drawing him into a hug with his head resting on the top of his head. “I just had a dream that you coming back was just a dream…So waking up and seeing you there…”
“I wasn’t gone for that long Sho-chan…” Masaki whispered guiltily kissing the hallow of his neck hating himself once again for running away and not facing up to his problems honestly the first time.
“Masaki…” Sakurai sighed his hand slipping under the cover and touching at the skin on his back and hip. It wasn’t an over erotic gesture just a soft touch to make sure that he really was there in his bed and his arms before he continued displaying a lack of self-confidence that Masaki had never knew his lover had before “he truth is I’ve been expecting you to leave since we first started dating…Even though I didn’t know quite how young you were I knew that you were younger than me and…Well…More vibrant and charming…You could have any man that you ever wanted eating out of the palm of your hand…”
“Me? What about you?! You’re sexy! And successful…” Masaki mumbled thinking of the new advert for the gym that he had seen yesterday which had featured a bunch of very good looking idols, both male and female, which he knew would have cost a lot of money to make or at the very least he could have guessed “Why would you want to be with somebody like me?”
“…You are a beautiful, loving man…I…To be honest…I have never been confident of my looks…” The older man whispered surprising him even further “It is why you will never find a picture of me from my youth…You could say I was a late bloomer…I wasn’t particularly athletic, I was a member of the student council…”
“I am too…” Masaki giggled happy to have something in common with his lover even though he imagined that it meant something different for Sakurai than it did for him. He hadn’t even put his name forward to the election but somehow he had been elected as a ‘cheer ambassador’ “Somehow…I got nominated…I personally think they made up a position…”
“See…That’s what I mean…I actually ran for the president and I took it seriously…” Sakurai sighed again kissing his nose “And I was just a sort of nerd...The only person that liked me then was Jun…And well you can imagined that we made a pair…”
“You’re both good looking…I bet everyone fancied you both…”
“…Trust me we’ve changed a lot since school…” Sakurai growled reaching over into the cupboard part of his bedside table and pulled out a small blue book that he recognised as a school year book from his very own school but a little older. Masaki watched as it was flicked open and shoved it at him. The page was taken up by two portraits, one which was clearly his lover though a little younger with a very chubby face and greasy looking hair that clung to the sides of his face in sharp points. There was a large pair of glasses over his eyes and in the corners there was a large clump of tape holding them together. If teen Sakurai was a shock then teen Jun was something else completely and Masaki was sure that he broke a rib trying to stop his laughter “See…I told you…”
“You…You were handsome, I would have fancied you! But…Sensei!” Masaki snorted dropping the book and howling with laughter until tears rolled down his cheeks. Sakurai looked at him for a moment with a raised eyebrow and then snorted himself allowing a bubble of laughter to escape.
“He’s going to kill me for showing you that…”
TBC
A/N: I hope that this is okay ^_^
“Sho-chan…I um…You...”
“Sorry, Masaki I didn’t mean to disturb you…Or weird you out by watching you as you slept…” Sakurai chuckled reaching out and wrapping his arm around his shoulders and drawing him into a hug with his head resting on the top of his head. “I just had a dream that you coming back was just a dream…So waking up and seeing you there…”
“I wasn’t gone for that long Sho-chan…” Masaki whispered guiltily kissing the hallow of his neck hating himself once again for running away and not facing up to his problems honestly the first time.
“Masaki…” Sakurai sighed his hand slipping under the cover and touching at the skin on his back and hip. It wasn’t an over erotic gesture just a soft touch to make sure that he really was there in his bed and his arms before he continued displaying a lack of self-confidence that Masaki had never knew his lover had before “he truth is I’ve been expecting you to leave since we first started dating…Even though I didn’t know quite how young you were I knew that you were younger than me and…Well…More vibrant and charming…You could have any man that you ever wanted eating out of the palm of your hand…”
“Me? What about you?! You’re sexy! And successful…” Masaki mumbled thinking of the new advert for the gym that he had seen yesterday which had featured a bunch of very good looking idols, both male and female, which he knew would have cost a lot of money to make or at the very least he could have guessed “Why would you want to be with somebody like me?”
“…You are a beautiful, loving man…I…To be honest…I have never been confident of my looks…” The older man whispered surprising him even further “It is why you will never find a picture of me from my youth…You could say I was a late bloomer…I wasn’t particularly athletic, I was a member of the student council…”
“I am too…” Masaki giggled happy to have something in common with his lover even though he imagined that it meant something different for Sakurai than it did for him. He hadn’t even put his name forward to the election but somehow he had been elected as a ‘cheer ambassador’ “Somehow…I got nominated…I personally think they made up a position…”
“See…That’s what I mean…I actually ran for the president and I took it seriously…” Sakurai sighed again kissing his nose “And I was just a sort of nerd...The only person that liked me then was Jun…And well you can imagined that we made a pair…”
“You’re both good looking…I bet everyone fancied you both…”
“…Trust me we’ve changed a lot since school…” Sakurai growled reaching over into the cupboard part of his bedside table and pulled out a small blue book that he recognised as a school year book from his very own school but a little older. Masaki watched as it was flicked open and shoved it at him. The page was taken up by two portraits, one which was clearly his lover though a little younger with a very chubby face and greasy looking hair that clung to the sides of his face in sharp points. There was a large pair of glasses over his eyes and in the corners there was a large clump of tape holding them together. If teen Sakurai was a shock then teen Jun was something else completely and Masaki was sure that he broke a rib trying to stop his laughter “See…I told you…”
“You…You were handsome, I would have fancied you! But…Sensei!” Masaki snorted dropping the book and howling with laughter until tears rolled down his cheeks. Sakurai looked at him for a moment with a raised eyebrow and then snorted himself allowing a bubble of laughter to escape.
“He’s going to kill me for showing you that…”
TBC
A/N: I hope that this is okay ^_^
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