MakoHaru

Why Did You Never Tell Me?

Makoto jogged up the stairs past all the little houses, puffing slightly. He wears his school uniform and carries his bag on one shoulder and hold another bag full of food. He reaches Haruka's house in less than a minute.
He knocks on the door, waits, and sighs when he hears no answer.
"Haru?" He calls.
Haru doesn't answer. Makoto huffs and walks around to Haru's back door.
"Haru I'm coming in!"
Makoto opens the door and lets himself in. He does this everytime when Haru doesn't answer the door. And he knows he's at home because they always go to school together.
Makoto walks straight to the bathroom.
"I'm going into the bathroom Haru!" He says loudly outside the door.
He walks in and hears a loud splash. Haru stands in the tub in his swim wear, water dripping from his body. He runs a hand through his dark hair and looks at Makoto with his blue eyes.
"Haru, we're late for school, come on!" Makoto sighs.
Haru grabs a towel nearby and steps out of the water.
"I'm skipping school today. I caught a cold."
"Haru~! That's probably because you always take baths!"
"No. The baths help."
"Dry yourself and get in bed! You're not going to get any better if you stand there dripping wet with the air on you!"
Makoto puts down his bags and grabs the towel off Haru. He starts to dry Haru's hair but Haru pulls away. He takes the towel back from Makoto and quickly turns around.
"I.... can dry myself." He says quietly.
Makoto looks at him worryingly.
"I'll go make tea for you to have with these mackerel riceballs then. Get dried and put yourself in bed ok?"
He sees Haru nod and goes to the kitchen, shutting the door behind him.

Haru ruffles his hair with the towel, waiting for Makoto to leave. He hears the door shut and he curses under his breath. He looks in the mirror and moans.
"Makoto can't see this. If i get in bed he won't see. I can deal with it later." he says to himself.

He dries himself and goes to his room. He hears Makoto's footsteps coming from the kitchen and he hurries and gets into his bed.
Makoto walk into the room holding a tray with the riceballs, a tea cup, a tea pot and a small pot of sugar on it.
"Haru i put milk in your tea already." "Thank you."
Makoto sets the tray down on the bedside table and sits beside Haru. Haru looks away and picks up the tea cup.
"Haru, is something wrong? You've been acting strange."
Haru's hands freeze and the tea cup presses against his lips.
"No." He says.
"Haru."
Makoto leans forward and takes the tea cup from his hands, putting it back on the tray. He takes Haru's shoulders and leans in, his lips pressing against Haru's soft small ones.

Haru's eyes widen as Makoto licks inbetween his lips, asking for entrance but keeping his grip on Haru's shoulders tight.
Haru pulls his head back away. He can feel his face burning slightly.
"Makoto.... what are you doing?"
Makoto looks embarrassed and doesn't make eye contact.
"I-i'm sorry."
"Why did you kiss me?"
Makoto hangs his head and lets go of Haru, backing up.
"I'm sorry but.... I love you. Haru. I'm sorry i fell in love with you."
He gets up to run away but Haru grabs his wrist.
"Makoto, you're not a high school girl so don't run away."
"Haru...."
Haru lets go of Makoto and looks down at his hands.
"I.... also fell for you, Makoto."
Makoto's eyes widen.
"E-ehh?!"
Haru looks at Makoto, holding eye contact.
"You're not the only one who can feel for others."
Makoto stares at Haru, not believing this. He sits next to Haru and takes his hands in both of his.
"Can i kiss you then?"
"N-no...."
"Why not?"
"It's going to get worse...."
Makoto smiles softly.
"Did i make you go hard?"
Haru blushes more.
"Yea...." He looks at Makoto. "But, i don't want it now.... you might catch the cold off me."
Makoto laughs.
"Ok. But let me kiss you at least."
"..... Ok."
Makoto pulls Haru onto his lap and holds him against him. He puts his lips to Haru's open ones and traces the inside of Haru's mouth with his tongue. Haru moans and puts his arms around Makoto's body. Makoto pulls back.
"Are you sure you don't want it now?"
"When i get better, we can do it. I want to do it as soon as I'm better." Haru says firmly.
Makoto pulls Haru into a strong but gentle embrace and buries his face into Haru's shoulder.
"Haru. I love you."
"I love you too, Makoto."

Two days later, Haru got better and waited on the Sunday morning for Makoto. He could feel his heart racing. The wait seemed so long but the day had come. He and Makoto could finally do it.
His phone rang and he picked it up.
"Hello..." he answered.
"Haru, i.... caught your cold." Makoto says, his voice cracking.
Haru's eyes widen. "I'm coming to you."
Haru slams the phone down, ignoring Makoto's protests, and runs out of his house and down the steps to his lover.

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