Confession of Admiration

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The next thing Osamu saw was everything getting blurry, Atsumu smiling bitterly at him before darkness filled his vision.










That same day, Atsumu was thrown into an underground dungeon and just waiting for the red moon to appear that night. It has to be the red moon since it serves as the third eye for the beast who has the same eye color.






"What time is it?" he asked the man on guard, Kosuke.






The other slightly took a look at the young boy. The guard blushes a little before standing straight, his back facing the blonde inside the cell.







Atsumu was stripped. He needs to be presented to the monster wearing the thinnest clothing prepared by silk makers. The town leaders couldn't afford to let it get dusted, worn, and dirty, so it will be just worn an hour before the ritual. It was the tradition--






That nasty, inhumane, unfair tradition.





He was sitting inside there, knees folded up to his chest, and hugging them with his arms.









Atsumu is a beautiful young boy aged 18 the same as his twin brother. He got sunlight blonde hair, and definitely a head turner.




He has a petite body which makes him undeniably attractive to both men and women. It was a shame really being a sacrifice for a town with ill rules and selfish echelon of leaders.










He felt the coldness of the night, not by the breeze of the evening, but by the cold floor beneath him. He was never this cold. But it was the same shiver he felt when their parents were killed for trying to escape from town. His parents were smart enough to know how these established rules were impotent and unreasonable. They knew exactly that the only way to live a peaceful life is to be away from this hell.





These people who they call priests and leaders are the real monsters.











It had been a debate back then if Osamu and Atsumu must be killed as well, but during the trial, everyone agreed that one day, these two will serve their purpose as the offer, and anyhow they'll be forgiven by Gods.









Atsumu hated Gods for that. Why would God forsake his family? Why would he need to suffer when those people in position enjoy the wealth and freedom?










All these thoughts vanished as footsteps began to fill the underground prison. Those are big steps, abrupt. Atsumu hugged himself more tightly.
















"ONE HOUR LEFT!" the voice echoed








Atsumu needed not to lift his head from hiding to know that in the next second, the guard on duty was unbuckling the locks.








"Atsumu. It's almost time. Wear this." the guard's voice was soft, as if addressing Atsumu as his friend.







Once the blonde looked up, and their eyes met, the guard quickly looked away with bright tint on his cheeks.










"You... You're so beautiful, Atsumu... If you probably reach 20 without being chosen, I may perhaps fall for you.-" the tall muscular guard admitted. He may have had the courage to confess since Atsumu's to be offered anyway.











"Yeah?" Atsumu smiled a little, as he reached out for the cloth from the guard.
"You don't have to console me by words or tempt me to escape with you. I'll be fine. I'll be dead anyway." the current offer chuckled to himself.









The other man's eyes widened in terror realizing that this young boy is actually aware of everything that is about to unfold tonight.







Kosuke's 21 and son of one of the richest families in town, so obviously he was never a candidate to be an offer.






"I'm just saying that... you really are beautiful." he replied now placing the cloth into Atsumu's waiting hand.








"If that's sincere then thank you." the blonde answered and stood before deciding to wear the clothes.









The man on duty immediately turned his back away. He could have sworn that he could watch Atsumu naked and dress up- admire the young boy's body in this distance or perhaps take advantage of this situation and actually touch the offer. All these thoughts clouded his decision until the younger called out.



"I'm done." Atsumu said, combing his hair with his fingers looking majestic wearing that thin thing around his well built body. He's stunning





"Great!" he replied with excitement as he now faced the blonde again.




"I mean... No.. It's not that I'm excited for you to get sacrificed..." the guard stammered still staring at how Atsumu was beautifully dressed in that soft, thin white cloth hanging off his shoulders exposing his neck and manly cleavage. He gulped hard.









Even if Atsumu has some dirt and dust on his face, the blonde still holds the beauty no one else has in town.





"I know that, ummm..." the blonde replied smiling


"Name's Kosuke." the man answered.





"Stop flirting with him" the guard's father, the head of security and protection, scolded his son from outside the cell






"Dad.... It's not.. like that.."

















"If it's not then quickly step out of there. If you stay for more than a minute or two, the council might think that you are having an affair with this boy!" the older man screeches threatening to pull his son out of the offer's cell.






"Dad..."













"Leave the cell... NOW!" he demanded that the guard quickly obeyed and clumsily locked the prison again.





The old man scowled at his son as they talked and Atsumu was there just standing in the middle of the dark cell.










Atsumu breathed out, placing both hands on the loose cloth hanging below his waist. He could still slightly see his legs and thighs through this translucent thing.








"Atsumu." Kosuke called him out of his trance.
"I'm sorry about my father."



"It's fine. I'm used to it. Everyone in this town treats us like criminals anyway." the offer answered taking a few steps towards the man, still separated by tubes of metals between them.









"Well, I don't. If I could just... touch you, the town would have no choice but to choose another offer-" Kosuke began before he saw Atsumu's eyes flooding and streaming with tears.












~To be Continued~

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