Sweet Kisses - Satosugu

A chance.

Pov: Satoru

I woke up in my bed in the morning. I had no memory of what happened the night before, although I did remember Suguru giving me a blanket and another one of his sweet kisses.

I take a quick shower, a cold one. I brush my teeth, wash my face, get dressed, and put some cologne on.

I walk into the living room to see Suguru sitting on the couch reading a book. We both had the day off. This was nice, I missed spending time with him. I walk over to him and sit down somewhat close to him.

"Su-gu-ru!" I say, in a cheerful mood.

He stares at me, his lips curving into a smile.

"You seem happy, any reason why?" He says, looking back down at his book to turn the page.

The sight of his eyes resurfaces the memory of last night. It pops into my mind, and I blush at the memory. I must have been too tired at the time we were talking I thought it was a dream. I wanted to talk to Suguru so much more about what he had told me, and I'm sure he did too. I decide to ask. I get closer to him.

"Suguru," I say, in a questioning tone.

"Yes, Satoru?" He mumbles, very invested in his book. He turns another page.

"So...from how young of an age did you realize you were gay?" I ask, slightly hesitating. I didnt want to offend him at all.

He pauses for a moment before speaking. As if he is carefully thinking of the right words to say.

"I honestly don't remember."

He pauses before starting to speak again.

"If anything, I thought love in general was something far too complicated and I didn't quite understand it. Before I knew it I ended up..." he trails off.

Suguru clears his throat.

"I ended up falling in love with someone." He looks back into his book, almost like he is trying to avoid my reaction.

My eyes grow slightly. So, he is in love. But with who...? My heart ached slightly in my chest.

I get closer to Suguru, I put my hands on his shoulders, he drops his book into his lap and we end up slightly leaning and he grips his hands on my arms.

"SUGURU!" I shout, not in an intimidating way, but in a shocked way.

His eyes grow wide, his reading glasses sagging on his nose, he takes them off with one hand before gripping my arm again to steady us.

"Uh, yes Satoru...?" He said looking at me with an uneasy expression.

I try to look trusting by putting a fake smile on my face.

"You HAVE to tell me Suguru. After all, we have known each other for ages." I exclaim.

He sighs and looks everywhere but my face.

"Look at me Suguru, tell me!" I say.

A couple of seconds go by.

"Suguru!"

More seconds.

"Suguru?"

A couple more.

"Suguru."

I say his name in a softer tone. He looks up at me. He sighs and smiles, he looks at me with regret in his eyes.

"Ill tell you when the time is right" he whispers.

Our faces are only an inch apart. I get lost in his eyes and stay there with my hands on his shoulders for about a minute before he jostles me back to reality.

"Satoru, are you lost in your head?" he says while chuckling.

I release him from my grip and I lean back on the couch bummed. I really wanted to know the person he fell in love with. I might drive myself insane before he tells me.

"If you wont tell me who you fell in love with, at least tell me your type!" I say, smirking at him in a teasing manner. 

"Oh come on, lay off Satoru I'm not gonna tell you."

"What? Don't tell me your into gym rat guys..." I smile cheekily, knowing my teasing would surely get him to tell me. 

"What?! No! A guy who's kind, funny, caring and supportive is all I could ever want." he says proudly.

I sigh, wishing he'd give me more detail.

"What about appearance? Tell me at least one thing you have a preference for!"

He looks at me with a defeated face. 

"I don't know why you care so much, but if I tell you will you stop asking me questions..." 

"Yes!" I say, eager to hear his response.

He gets up from the couch and begins walking to his room.

"I like guys with light eyes and light hair."

He turns the corner and I hear his footsteps fade away as he walks into his room. Light colored hair and eyes? I get up to look in the mirror. I have light hair and eyes...I guess I do have a big chance.