Their Terrifying Love

Chapter 32

Author's note:
"Hi" means that they are talking
'hi' means that they are thinking
*moves *means movement

Takamichi's Pov

Soon everyone had finished putting in their orders, leaving the table to soon go silent. Shiro then leaned forward, a smile on his face. "So did you guys decide which country you wanted to go to?" I glanced at Wakasa, who gave me a nod. "Well...maybe, um, Hawaii?" I say as I look down at my hands. He's going to say no for sure; no way he wants us to go overseas. "Sure, when?" "Yah, I totally agree it's way too far... Wait, what?" I gasp as I now stare at Shiro-san with my mouth agape. He only chuckles at my reaction, "Why are you so surprised? I told you guys we were going on vacation anywhere you guys wanted to go."

I mean, that is true, but I am still surprised. I glanced around the table; no one even seemed surprised, almost like they were expecting me to say that. "Hawaii, huh? Mitchi, you're so cute!" Ran says with a chuckle. "Pay up, assholes. I told you I knew our omegas best," Hanma says with a wide smile as the majority of the alphas groaned and pulled out their wallets. "Eh? You guys bet on my answer?" I asked, not really surprised. "They just had to make it out of competition," Waksa says as he rolls his eyes. "Heh, you're just jealous I won; pay up, asshole." Hanma says as he puts out his hand in front of Wakasa.

Wakasa smiles and raises his middle finger at Hanma. "Wait, you bet too?" Mitusya asks, "What did you even bet on?" I asked him. He only looked away, "Pairs..." It didn't take long before the entire table burst out laughing. "Eh? I did' take you for the romantic type." I say, enjoying the way his cheeks turn a pretty shade of red. Hah, that's my revenge for earlier. "U-um pardon my intrusion..." the same waitress interrupted. Behind her there were a few more waiters and waitresses; all of them looked equally terrified. The entire table immediately quieted down as everyone stared at them. "You're my meals, sir." She says as she pointed at the food the others were holding. Shrio-san just gave her a nod, and soon the entire table was filled with delicious food.

After a while everyone was almost finished eating; now the table was filled with chatter, with everyone talking amongst themselves. I glanced at Wakasa, who had whispered something at Shiro san before getting up. Wakasa then makes his way to the larger balcony that was next to us. "Shiro san, can I go with him?" I ask as I point at Wakasa. When he nodded, I immediately got up and made my way to Wakasa. He was draped over the balcony, a cigarette in his mouth as he stared out onto space. That was fast. He glanced at me as he took out his lighter and lit his cigarette.

He took a deep puff of it before blowing out the smoke. "Sorry, Mithi, I really needed that right now; I can put it out if it bothers you." Wakasa says as he takes out his cigarette. "No, it's fine, I don't mind, I say as I wrap my arm around his. We stayed silent for a while; it was comforting. It has only been a short while, but I feel closer to Wakasa than the past few years we have been together. "You know you didn't have to join me; I was just going to take a quick breather and go back." Wakasa says as he takes another puff of his cigarette. I looked at him, really looked at him; he looked beautiful, but he looked so tired, so fed up with everything. "I know," I reply as I now lean my head against his shoulder.

We stayed like this for a while, just a comfortable silence taking over; the only sounds are the sound of Wakasa occasionally taking more puffs. "Mitchi," I flinched when I heard Shiro-san's voice behind us. I turn around to see Shiro-san smile at us. "Fuya needs you; he's saying that he has a food coma." I let out a sigh. Of course, he would eat so much that he regrets it after. Wakasa gives me a nod, and then I let go of his hand and went to Fuya, making a mental note of the look in Wakasa's eyes before I left, sadness.

Wakasa's Pov

I let out a sigh as I put out the cigarette butt in the ashtray next to me. Shin's footsteps came closer as I pulled out another one. 'Here we go,' I thought as I saw Shin taking one of my cigarettes as well. He then grabs my head closer; our cigarettes meet, and he takes the lighter and lights them together. We separate, and I let out a puff of smoke with another sigh. I have been doing that a lot these days. "Everything's so much easier when everyone listens. Don't you think so too?" He says.

I look away. "Yeah, but did you have to do that?" I ask. "Wakasa...don't test me." I grit my teeth as I turned to him. Sure, we had a few hiccups with the reservation and all, but him almost going berserk could have blown our cover. Sure, the cops can't exactly do anything to us, but putting a bullet in someone's head isn't the best move to do in front of so many people. I am glad he didn't do it in front of everyone, but shooting him in his office is still just as bad. "I'm just saying we could have handled it better. Sure, they fucked up, but...we could have let the others deal with it.

"Why do you care so much anyway?" I paused at his question. Why am I so bothered? I kill for a goddamn living; it's not the first time. Seeing him put a bullet in someone's head, so why? "I don't know... I just...never mind." Shin sighs before putting out his cigarette bud and turning to me. "You're getting too fucking soft. I'll have to do something about that... Maybe we should have a trip of our own before we go to Hawaii. Just you, me, and Takmeoi." Shin says with a smile. I bit my lip. Fuck, I just had to make him suspicious. I heard a tsk before I felt a sharp pain in my feet. Did he just stomp on my foot?

I quickly put out the cigarette in the ashtray before I felt my face being forced to look at him. "Your answer?" Shin asks, his eyes darken, a smile still on his face. I gulped before quickly putting on a smile. "A trip with just us? S-sounds great." I say quickly, hating the way I stutter. Shin smiles and gives me a sideways hug. "I knew you would understand...maybe you just spent too much time with the omegas." I just nodded, choosing the safest thing to do before he decided to do something crazy again. I don't want to ruin the night for Michi or the others. They don't ever get the opportunity to come out like this; I shouldn't ruin it for them.

I felt his hands wrapped around my waist; he leaned much closer to me, my back against his chest. "See, everything works out when you are obedient." He says, and I grit my teeth. My hand then slips into my pants pocket, and I grasp at the familiar pill-like shape. Should I? I don't know. He did have a slight episode in the lobby, although it was only the manager who got killed, and that could have gone much worse. Well, he is not that aggressive. Does that mean he took his pill beforehand? I don't know. Takemoi and I always have pills or injections with us in case he has psychotic episodes. I don't have any injections with me, though.

I let out a sigh as I hope for the best and slip the pill in my mouth. I then turn to Shin and wrap my arms around his neck and pull him close for a kiss. Our mouths met, and soon did our tongues. I kept eye contact with him as I shoved the pill in his mouth. I stared at him as his facial expressions changed, almost like a switch. An unpleasant smirk spread across his face. He then yanks back my head with my hair. I watch as she spits out the pill and then gives me a look that sends shivers down my spine.

It was the same look he had that day, the day he decided to punish me the worst way possible. Then it disappears; it is replaced by the look I truly missed seeing on his features. The look of love. With that look, I could see the Shin I had once loved and admired a long time ago. He reached out and grasped my cheeks, his fingers gently stroking my cheeks as he pulled me into a gentle kiss. I felt my resolve almost slip as I fought the urge to melt into the kiss. He pulls back and gives me a smile. "Sweetie, I already took the pills. Let's not ruin this perfect night with shit like this, yeah?" Shin says with that same sweet tone and with the same look of love. He then grabs my hand and drags me back to the hall. Not before saving one last thing to me. "Maybe we really do have to go on that trip."

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TBC