Love At Gunpoint | Kurodachi

Comfort

Published: 3.2.21

  Kurosawa can admit that tonight was not the greatest..

The start of the day was as great as it always is when he gets to spend some time alone with Adachi before class, but that was ruined when Rokkaku came looking for him after school.

After that, it was chaos.

They got to their base and found many problems.

Everyone was running all over the place after finding out someone was leaking secrets, aneki was stuck in her office giving orders, and worst of all, Kurosawa had to "talk to" a few people.

It was the busiest day they've had in a long while, and he can honestly say he didn't miss it.

Luckily he was able to avoid making a mess-- more or less, so he simply changed onto some spare clothes he kept at the base and washed his hands hard enough to scar.

By the time he left to go home, the sky was almost completely dark, save for the lights from the street lamps and nearby buildings.

On his way home, he was about to walk into a store when luck decided to reward him.

His thoughts had once again gone back to his comforting angel-- Adachi, when he thought he saw him walk past him.

"Adachi?"

His angel turned to him startled. Kurosawa took a few steps towards him while taking note of the familiar school bag still on his shoulder.

"What are you doing here so late at night? You still have your bag on too, did something happen?"

Kurosawa's growing worry was put down almost immediately when Adachi told him that he was just locked out of his apartment.

Of course, Kurosawa's relief was quickly turned to a frown when he heard Adachi mumbling something about an internet cafe. That's when he got an idea.

He took a deep breath and thought it through.

I mean, it's better than just letting him stay in a random cafe for the night.

So, he nodded to himself and told Adachi, who was still looking down, that he could stay at his house instead. "Eh?"

Kurosawa kept himself from [panicking] and tried his best to convince Adachi to say yes.

It makes sense that Kurosawa almost jumped in joy when he did.

But that'd be extremely embarrassing to do in front of Adachi, so he let his smile grow instead. Once they both got to Kurosawa's place, the said person felt like he was walking on a cloud.

Not only was Adachi now wearing the pajamas he bought while thinking about him, he looked absolutely stunning.

The clothes Kurosawa gave Adachi fit so perfectly and his hair was still kinda wet, and it was so much better than Kurosawa had imagined that it was almost overwhelming.

Once Kurosawa got out of the bath after Adachi, they made tea and sat on the couch so they could talk. It was going so well until they started talking about another action-filled manga.

The main characters were half twins with a tragic past that left them both as the sole survivors of their family of six; Them, their parents, and two younger siblings by 4-5 years.

They were all adopted, but they were all close nonetheless.

It was when Kurosawa started talking about the main characters' parents that he noticed Adachi closing himself off.

Kurosawa's words faded away immediately once he did, and it hurt him so much to see Adachi curling himself into a ball, as if he were trying to hide himself from the entire world. "I'm sorry."

Kurosawa scolded himself for not noticing Adachi's discomfort sooner. "I didn't realize it was a sore topic." Adachi shook his head and waved it off, as if it was no big deal.

Kurosawa watched as Adachi hid his face in his arms, and he couldn't help but want to help him.

Without realizing it, he moved closer to Adachi and rubbed his back soothingly, only slightly hesitating.

"You don't have to say anything, but know that you're not alone." And Kurosawa meant it. Thinking back on his own past, Kurosawa almost missed Adachi peaking out of his arms at him.

He shot him a small smile and waited. It was only a second later that Adachi asked him, "What happened to your parents?"

He wasn't too surprised about the question, and though he noticed Adachi starting to regret what he said, he wasn't offended. To be honest, if it's Adachi, he'd tell him anything if he asked him to.

So he did.

He told Adachi the short version and was gifted with a look of what he thinks is awe.

It confused him as to why that expression was being pointed at him now, but Adachi was suddenly tense and hiding again, and Kurosawa regrets jinxing it.

He could tell immediately that whatever was bothering him was making him feel worse and worse.

Kurosawa wanted to help him but he didn't know what to do, so he did the only thing he could think of and pulled Adachi into a gentle hug while calling his name a few times.

It was how he'd usually help his aneki whenever she got like this, and he's extremely glad that it seemed to be working now.

Adachi's grip around his legs started to loosen and his body started leaning on Kurosawa's, his breathing evening out after a few minutes.

Kurosawa sighed in relief and let himself admire Adachi for a little while longer before picking him up gently and placing him on the futon they'd set up earlier.

Kurosawa pulled the blanket over Adachi and just sat there for a moment, wondering what had effected Adachi so much. He said a quiet goodnight and got up to turn the lights off.

With a final glance to his sleeping angel, Kurosawa left the room for his own and closed the door behind him.

980 Words

[A/N]

  Not my best chapter, but my partner really wanted more Kurosawa and I like writing different pov's on situations (which I haven't done in a while, so it sucks dicks) so..

Also, February seems to be draining every writer I know at once (so weird) so I'm not alone in feeling.. down, but I'm trying at least. So if you're a writer who's not doing so hot atm, don't worry.

Just do what you can and try reading other stories for inspo during this cool-down time (I've been hanging out with too many CM fans, everything's so mushy now. I can't stand it, I swear)

Peace.