Liar (SaruMi)

Fifteen

A soft groan escaped from Yata as he slowly opened his eyes, only to be blinded by the sunlight that was shining through the curtains of the room he was in. Where the hell was he...? Oh that's right. Fushimi had brought him back to a hotel, told him everything that had happened and then they ended up... The very thought had Yata bolt up into a sitting position, though he regretted it instantly as a massive amount of pain shot through his lower back. The omega let out a sharp cry, disturbing the person who had been sleeping peacefully beside him.

"Misaki..." Fushimi groaned out before putting his arms around Yata's body and pulling him back down. "Don't move around so much..."

"Gah! Saru!" Yata exclaimed, only for his protests to be muffled due to his face being shoved against Fushimi's bare chest. His cheeks instantly turned red as he realized just how they were laying. It made it worse to know that neither of them were wearing anything under the blanket.

"Hush...you don't need to be so loud, especially in the morning..." Fushimi sounded rather annoyed and still a bit on the tired side, but he didn't release his hold on the omega beside him. Instead, he tightened his grasp and pulled the other as close as possible.

"Yeah but..." Yata managed to tilt his head back enough so he could get a view of Fushimi's face. Sure enough, the raven's eyes were still closed. At some point in the night his glasses had come off, and his hair looked slightly messy. Yata hadn't seen Fushimi look this peaceful in...well he didn't know how long. Sighing quietly, the chestnut haired male brought one of his hands up to gently rest it against his friend's cheek. Wait...they were more than friends now, weren't they? He remembered that something else had happened last night, something that had him bringing his other hand up to rest just between his neck and shoulder on the left side of his body, right above his Homra insignia.

"I forgot how annoying you can be in the mornings, you know." Fushimi let out an irritated sigh as he finally opened his eyes, only to see Yata's hand over that certain spot on his neck. That's right...he remembered sinking his teeth into that specific spot, claiming Yata as his own. That really had been selfish on his part, especially after what he had asked the omega to do if the time ever came for it.

"Sorry... When I remembered everything that happened last night, it freaked me out a little... I didn't mean to wake you up this time." Yata returned his head to its previous position on Fushimi's chest and sighed quietly. He had no idea how he was going to make it back to Homra today, or how he was going to explain the mark.

"Oh, Misaki..." Fushimi couldn't stop a small smile from forming on his face. He had almost forgotten just how cute the smaller male could be, but of course he decided against saying that out loud. He'd rather not ruin the moment by making Yata angry. "Honestly, if it's you waking me up, then I don't mind it so much."

Back before the two of them had joined Homra, they shared an apartment together for a short period of time. Fushimi would often be up almost all night on his computer, only to go to bed and be woken up a few hours later by an innocent, energetic young boy. As much as he hated being woken up on such little sleep, he never had been able to be mad at Yata for doing those things. Maybe it was because whenever he would open his eyes, he would be greeted by those bright eyes and wide smile, two things he could never get tired of seeing.

"Hey Saru..." Yata's voice suddenly interrupted Fushimi's thoughts. The raven glanced down curiously, only to find Yata looking up at him with those same wide eyes he was just remembering. Seeing them again, it made Fushimi's heart race. His precious Misaki...giving him that look he never thought he would see again. It was even better than the memories.

"What is it?" Fushimi asked as he moved one of his hands up to gently run his fingers through Yata's messy hair.

"...Do we really have to part today...? Or...do you think we could just hide out here?" Yata's cheeks had turned a dark shade of red as he asked that question. He knew they needed to return to their clans to inform everyone that they were actually alive, but at the same time Yata found that he wasn't ready to part with Fushimi just yet. He wasn't ready to go back to the two of them being in separate clans, nor was he ready for the raven to start avoiding him again just to keep him safe from that Pink Clan. Just one entire day with the Saruhiko he remembered, that was all he wanted at that moment.