Stop Using Me {suna x uke male}

book 2 chp: 57

(M/N) woke up at the crack of dawn, no nightmares for the first time in forever. There was no dreams, either, but he preferred that over restless and guilty nightmares. He slowly sat up, running a few fingers through his hair and looking to his left.

Suna slept soundly in the sheets and comforter. The fabric pulled to just a little bit below his nose, one arm under the pillow for extra support and the other curved out in front of him with his fingers spread. Even in sleep, he still reached out for (M/N) wanting to hold him, so close yet not enough.

(M/N) pressed a kiss to Suna's forehead, the satisfied hum leaving his lips made (M/N) smile. He pressed a gentle kiss to his brow, then his cheek and lastly his nose. Never would he kiss Suna on the lips in his sleep. Suna leaned into his touch, wanting more, but (M/N) was already slowly getting up out of bed, slipping his leather gloves on.

He grabbed his cigarettes, a lighter and went out to the balcony. He was in nothing but a pair of Suna's boxers. The cool air made him shiver,  but it felt good against his heated skin and his scars.

They had showered, well, more of taking a bath than anything. Both had sat on the bottom of the tub and they cleaned each other like that, and (M/N) didn't cover the scar decorating his eye like usual. Didn't even put his contact in. Suna had smiled tiredly at the sight and pressed a gentle kiss to his scar and then to his eye that fluttered closed. Suna made warmth and love bloom in (M/N)'s chest and he was just so lucky that Suna loved him and took him back after everything.

So here he was, leaning over the balcony and smoking his cigarette. The glass sliding door was closed and the smoke filtered into his nose. The moon was still slightly above the sky, but the sun was also peeking out. The colors mixed together and the weather was fairly nice.

(M/N) just needed to keep his head on straight. He had been confused and a little lost lately, but Suna kept him grounded. Made him realized (M/N) more than likely didn't really care to be on top like he thought he did, but as long as he was with Suna, it didn't really matter to him. Besides, he's been at the top of the food chain since he was ten and it was so boring without any real competition.

Jay and Koda may be the second and third strongest, but they were just that. Second and third. (M/N) was still leagues ahead and the both of them combined, fighting (M/N) as if they were going to kill him, still wouldn't be able to touch him. And they've spared like that a million times and they still couldn't get any stronger. It was pathetic, really, but (M/N) liked them as people and not as strength, so he kept them around.

He sighed out the smoke from his lungs, humming softly before taking another drag. He shook his head to rid the thoughts of being the most powerful in the room constantly and went back to Suna. Making his heart relax more than he thought.

He tilted his head to the side, still seeing Suna sleeping, but he'd wake soon. He was shifting a little in his sleep, probably unconsciously aware that (M/N) left the bed. (M/N) was the same way.

(M/N) faced forward again, the leaves on his tree bristling slightly from the breeze. He rested his cheek on his palm as the cigarette hung loosely between his lips, the smoke slowly going up above him and the smell filled his nostrils. He got halfway done with his cigarette when he put it out on the ashtray as the balcony door slid open.

The sun was just peeking out more than the moon, letting the light shine a cool bright. (M/N) left the cigarette in the ashtray as the smell of smoke lingered on him and the balcony. Suna sighed out a grimace as he closed the door.

"I know." (M/N) said, "I'll quit." He finally looked at Suna.

Suna's gaze was soft, adjusting how he stood every now and then and (M/N) smiled. He looked so cute. (M/N) faced forward when Suna wrapped his arms around his waist, hugging him from behind and putting his chin on (M/N)'s shoulder.