The whispers of a heart [BL]

EXTRA 3 - Sweet nothings

"Keita, let's do it again." Rintarou said, eagerly wrapping his arms around Keita's body and pulling him closer.

"No." Keita flatly refused him. "I'm tired. Besides, aren't you working tomorrow?"

"Yes, but I can still go for another round." Rintarou grinned, a dangerous glint flashing in his eyes.

WHACK!

"Stop looking at me like a pervert and go to sleep!" Keita snapped.

A soft whimpering could be heard coming from the curled up Rintarou. He was holding his head, rolling from one side to the other. Apparently, Keita had meant to get his point across so he was a bit too energetic with his kick.

"Why did you have to hit my head so hard? What if I become dumb?" Rintarou whined, while massaging the top of his head.

"Impossible." Keita declared firmly, not sparing his lover even one look of pity.

"Ah, I knew you love me too much to think so little of me."

"You're already this dumb. There is no lower level for you, Rintarou." Keita finally dealt the killer move.

Rintarou's health points quickly went down to zero, so he could only stay still and cry silently.
But he was quite the resilient type; even when falling he wouldn't fall for long. Hence, a few moments later he opened his mouth again.

"By the way, I've been meaning to ask you this for a long time. Why is your cat called Fukuharu?"

"What's with this random question?" Keita looked at him, surprise visible on his sleepy face.

"Nothing in particular. It just popped into my head and I realized that I have always been curious but somehow never got a chance to ask."

"You really are weird."

"Hey, haven't you been mean enough to me today? Still want to beat a man who's already lying down?" Rintarou complained, while plastering his body along Keita's. He pulled the other man closer to his chest, snuggling and nuzzling his neck like a big, playful dog.

"Hey, stop that. It tickles." Keita tried to push him away.

"Then answer me and I'll stop." Rintarou continued to rub his face against Keita's neck.

"Alright. Though it's really not a very interesting story." Keita shifted his position slightly, placing his hands on top of Rintarou's. He began playing with his fingers absentmindedly. "One spring three years ago, I was walking outside. I was heading towards the park for a breath of fresh air. For some strange reason I decided to stop by the convenience store and buy something warm to drink. Though it was the beginning of spring, the temperatures were very low so my body felt cold only minutes after I went out of the house. While contemplating if I should give up the walk and return home, I heard animal cries from a nearby tree. I followed the sounds and I eventually saw a small cat, probably not even one year old, holding onto a branch and meowing desperately. I tried reaching up to it but the branch was too high-up for me and climbing was out of the question. So, I stood under that tree until I managed to convince the cat to climb down by itself. When it did, I caught it and brought it home with me. It was shivering, starving and had an injured paw."

"How long did you have wait for it to come down?" Rintarou mumbled into Keita's hair, his voice low and soft.

"An hour."

Hearing that, Rintarou let out a chuckle. Then he nuzzled Keita's neck again and placed a gentle, loving kiss afterwards.

"That's so like you, Keita. I'm not even surprised. But what about the name then?"

"Well, I thought it would be obvious by now. I named it Fuku from luck and Haru from spring. It was a lucky encounter on a spring day."

"Hmmm, lucky encounter you say. Then what about me?" Rintarou asked, his voice drifting slowly until only his breathing could be heard. He was most likely on the verge of falling asleep.

Keita remained quiet for a while, listening to Rintarou's calm and steady breathing. He could feel the other person's chest moving with each breath, feel the puffs of hot air brushing against his neck. He was conscious of that heart beating so close to his back, almost feeling it's vibrations through the skin.

But apart from all of these, he was even more conscious of the man's hold, his long arms curled around his waist, keeping him close like he was something precious and dear. It was a warm and cozy feeling, one which made Keita realize what Rintarou's presence in his life meant. He was just like the summer after a long and cold spring.

Keita took a deep breath, listening to their different heartbeats gradually falling in sync, seeming like they were converging into one. He instinctively snuggled closer, wanting to reduce the distance between him and that person to nothing.

"In my life, you are a ray of sunshine, Rintarou. More than luck or chance, to me you represent love; a steadfast, mind sweeping, overpowering love."

Keita's soft whispers floated in the air, converging with the rhythmic breathing coming from behind him.

He soon fell asleep as well, a smile on his face and his chest filled with the sweetness of happiness.

END

Before I give the closing speech, I have a bonus for today. A while back I stumbled upon a picture from a manga that I believe describes Keita and Fukuharu's first meeting perfectly.🤣 Therefore, I couldn't help but save it for this little extra. 

That's it for this story! As of now, Whispers of a heart is officially completed! 😆I don't know if I should laugh or cry but the truth is that I feel very emotional. It's the first story I have written in the BL genre and one I happened to think of quite suddenly. The inspiration hit me so hard that I had to drop all my other projects and pour all my attention into this one. But, it was worth it! After finishing it I feel much better. 😁😂

If everyone who reads it will enjoy it, even if just a little, then I will be very happy! =^.^= See you next time! 💕