Limerence - Kaisagi

Chapter 1 - Want

 Here they go again.

Kaiser thought as he stared at the two lovebirds in front of him flirting with each other on the sofa.

He scoffed internally, finding humor in that he was just sitting on Isagi's lap five minutes ago, legs wrapped around his waist, stuffing his face in Isagi's neck. Of course, without his knowledge.

Kaiser had taken his time indulging in Isagi's addictive vanilla smell before the man he despised the most came into the training room, ruining his moment.

That motherfucker.

Kaiser grimaced when Hiori softly brushed Isagi's bangs away from his eyes. If Kaiser had it his way, he would've wreaked havoc by now. Unfortunately, it would be bothersome for him and his beloved Yoichi. Instead, he could only maintain his calm demeanor, cold stare, and bored expression.

Yet, Kaiser struggled with how Hiori's hands traveled across Isagi's soft, caramel skin.

That's supposed to be his hands on his Yoichi , not Hiori.

He continued to observe the way Hiori would lean into Isagi's ear to whisper God knows what—making Isagi giggle stupidly in such a way that it made him want to vomit. To say Kaiser was jealous would be an understatement.

The couple looked so horribly sweet and wholesome. Kaiser wanted to wreck their perfect relationship just to get what he wanted.

Just to get that fucking he wanted.

"Hiori! Can you come over here for a sec? We gotta review your moves," Noa called from across the field.

Hiori pouted at Isagi, "Can't you just tell him that my moves are good already?"

Isagi smiles at him reassuringly, "You know I can't do that Hiori, or else I'd be playing favorites."

"Am I not your favorite already?" Hiori smirked as Isagi rolled his eyes.

"Hiori!" Noa called again. "Okay, okay! I'm heading over—" Hiori responds before turning to Isagi, "Good luck kiss?"

Isagi lets out an exaggerated sigh before quickly pecking Hiori's lips, who promptly smiles and runs over to the field. Getting up from the bench, Isagi straightened his shorts and headed to the water fountain for a drink.

As he bends over the faucet, he suddenly feels a large tattooed hand creeping underneath his stomach, making him squeal.

"Yoichi~" The familiar voice behind him mused.

Upon realizing who it was, Isagi giggled at how Kaiser wrapped his arms around his waist, sticking his nose on Yoichi's nape.

"What's wrong Kaiser?"

"It stinks here."

"You have your nose right in my neck, and I'm sweaty from practicing all day. Are you saying I stink?"

"No! That's not what I meant!" Kaiser stammered, "I like Yoichi's smell. Everything else in here stinks."

Isagi burst out in laughter, remembering Kaiser's sensitivity to smell.

"What, do you have asthma or something? Am I your inhaler?"

"Exactly." Kaiser nodded in his neck.

Isagi fondly smiles, hidden from Kaiser's perspective. He walks around the room, uncaring of Kaiser's strong grip on him. Meanwhile, Kaiser continued to breathe in Isagi's vanilla scent, which, combined with the smell of sweat, made him sniff like an animal.