Turbulent Ties [ BL]

24-The Rule Book

"If I knew it's gonna hurt this much, I wish I never laid my eyes on him."
-Higurashi kagome

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Tay

As the morning sun peeked through the curtains, the chirping of birds outside my window filled the room with a peaceful melody. The warm sunlight danced across the walls, casting a gentle glow inside the dark house, illuminating the memories of yesterday's occasion.

I woke up early, feeling a bit groggy from the celebrations of my wedding day with New. After a quick workout to clear my head, I headed downstairs for my usual protein shake, trying to shake off the lingering effects of last night's drinks. The refreshing shower helped wake me up further, preparing me for the day ahead.

Glancing at the clock, I realized it was already nine past six. New wasn't downstairs yet, probably catching up on some much-needed rest after the busy day we had yesterday. The wedding in the morning followed by the dinner party in the evening had made the day a whirlwind of activities.

Despite the slight hangover, I couldn't help feeling grateful that New wasn't downstairs yet. After what happened yesterday, I was hesitant to face him. However, as I waited for New to join me for breakfast, I couldn't help but recall the events.

The night was quiet, almost too quiet. I couldn't sleep; the memories of that morning lingered in my mind. As I reached for my water bottle, I realized it was empty. Frustrated, I decided to go downstairs for a refill.

But then, a noise from New's room caught my attention. I hesitated at first, but something urged me to check on him. Approaching his room, I found him in distress, sweating and struggling to breathe. Was it another panic attack haunting him?

I called out to him, trying to bring him back to the present. His eyes, filled with tears, met mine as I guided him to focus on his breathing. As he gradually calmed down, I reassured him, "Sleep well, New. I'm here if you need me."

Despite our differences and past conflicts, I couldn't ignore his pain. Wiping away his tears, I prepared to leave, but his feeble voice stopped me. "Don't go... Don't leave me alone. Please stay, Earth..." His words echoed in the room, piercing through my heart. He was still mourning his dead boyfriend.

I couldn't help but feel a pang of frustration as I watched New. "When will you move on, New?" I muttered under my breath. My voice softened, "I know you miss him, but life goes on, and we need to move forward."

I felt a pang as I saw the pain in New's eyes, a mix of sorrow and longing.

"I wish you could see beyond your grief," I added, my words laced with a hint of disappointment.

I couldn't walk away. I stayed by his side, silently promising to be there, even when the night seemed darkest.

In the serenity of the night, as the soft lavender scent of New's enveloped the air around us, New had already drifted into peaceful slumber after taking his medication. The warmth emanating from his body beside me beckoned an intimacy that I cautiously resisted, opting instead to lie still and gaze upwards at the ceiling.

The chill in the room brought about by the relentless hum of the air conditioner juxtaposed with the shared warmth of our proximity tugged at my senses. New's unconscious movement towards me, his eyes sealed in tranquility, elicited a mixture of emotions within me. The nearness of his breath on my skin stirred a forbidden desire that I had to hold back a moan. What's fucking wrong with me? I turned to look, and New's breath escaped through parted lips. They looked so full, red, and kissable.

I found myself overcome by a wave of impulsivity. I muttered a curse and sealed my lips to his in a gentle kiss, savoring the fleeting moment of stolen affection. He was deeply asleep, so he didn't respond to my kiss. I halted when I realized what I was doing. It felt wrong but at the same time... It's a new possession, now in my hands.