I need you | akahina

heart

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Akaashi Keiji

It was a dream.

A dream so deep and hot and passionate that I awoke sweating and violently shaking, craving the touch I had received from my bandmate.

From Shouyou.

What had possessed me to the point that I woke up groaning and seething? That I would strip Shouyou down to nothing and writhe in his utmost pleasure?

I couldn't believe my mind had done such a thing to one of the most innocent people I've ever met.

And the worst part is, I have to face him all day today. As much as I love spending time with the only person who understands me, he's incredibly clingy, and after the night I've had, I'd rather just... not strip him down with my eyes every moment I get.

I'd hate to defile Shouyou like that, but it seems he's completely unaware of my desperation to keep thoughts of my lewd dream at bay.

"Awe~! Keiji, you're all red again~ Haha~!"

He's hugging me tightly from the side, my arm sandwiched between his body and mine while his arms are wrapped tight around me.

The moment Shouyou caught a bit of red dusting my ears after he gave me an out-of-the-blue compliment about my pants, he's been relentless with his attacks.

"I mean it, you look good with your hair messy like this!"

"Shouyou, you're gonna kill the poor guy, haha!" Laughs Hanamaki as he picks up another box from the floor. In the small dorm room, the four of us (those four being myself, Shouyou, Matsukawa, and Hanamaki) struggle to move around without tripping over things scattered around.

Shouyou finally lets go of me as Hanamaki makes his way out of the dorm. We're left alone, and to conquer the (unrequited) awkwardness in my stomach, I go to pick up one of the boxes, that is until I hear a thud and a yelp.

I reach to catch Shouyou before he falls, but I try to adjust my weight on an empty roll of tape, which results in me slipping as well, and him falling atop me.

The dull pain of my body connecting with the carpeted floor is quick to vanish in the face of Shouyou's skin against mine, his pained expression laid out right before me, and, oh, the beauty of that shocked, flustered face so impossibly close to mine made my heart jump out of my chest.

"I-I'm- I'm sorry," he murmurs, the shock finally leaving his system as he stammers and struggles to get off me.

When he stands, he takes my hand and helps me up as well, but his face is so red he turns away immediately from me so I can't see. The burning sensation of his body against mine has drawn goosebumps along my skin.

I rub my arm, my cheeks a bright red, I'm sure, and before I can stop myself, a smile spreads over my lips, and I say, "Look who's all red, now."

Such beautiful surprise paints itself along his features. Before I take this any further, I pick up a box and shuffle out of the room, leaving Shouyou in my wake and a smile on my face.

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"Wow, it's a little chilly at night now, isn't it?" Shouyou rubs his hands together as we walk together down the concrete trail beside the beach. We're heading back to the dormitory, but our steps are slow and short.

After all, we've already missed the curfew to be back, so we may as well take our time, now. In my defense, it was Shouyou who wanted to go out and eat dinner together, resulting in us being late to return to the dorms.