The Break Up (boyxboy)

Kagami sat on the sofa, staring blankly at the television that is flashing but he did not care about what it was showing.

'This is the last straw. Never again.'

He had thought that he remembered but looks like he did not. Everyone had remembered except him.

At last, the door clicked open and Aomine stumbled into the apartment. The smell of alcohol and perfume quickly permeated the room, making Kagami crinkle his nose. His chest clenched and his heart beat painfully at the unmistakable sight of women's lipstick on Aomine's shirt.

Kagami balled up his fist in pain and anger, no matter what he tells himself, his heart still hurt from the betrayal. The tiny hope that he had unknowingly held on to, disappears.

He could tell that Aomine was still sober despite the smell coming from him. Navy blue eyes looked at him but Aomine had a hard time registering why Kagami had such a painful look on his face.

"I'm leaving."

"WHAT?! WHY?!" Aomine was shocked. Why do Kagami suddenly want to leave him?

Kagami gave a bitter laugh. "If I can still stay with a lover that forgets my birthday and instead accompany some whore then I must be a saint but I'm sorry to disappoint you. I am not a saint; I am a human being with feelings. If you are looking for a saint, please look elsewhere."

With those words, Kagami broke his eye contact with Aomine, picked up his wallet and cellphone and walked out the door, leaving behind a shock and confused Aomine.

It is not the first time that Aomine had gone clubbing or joined a goukon since they started dating. He had been tolerant of Aomine's behavior because he loves him and he didn't want Aomine to think of him as a clingy partner.

All his efforts have just gone down the drain as Aomine never once appreciated his efforts.

Now that I think of it, never once have we gone on a date. We usually spent our day having sex, have a meal together and occasionally, watch the television together. What a pathetic love life I had. But now, I can start afresh.

He doesn't feel happy at the thought, he knows the only one that can make him complete was Aomine. Sadly, those feelings are only one-sided and were not returned.

For now, he could only go back to his own apartment. He had been staying over at Aomine frequently; in fact, he only goes back to his apartment weekly to clean up some things so that dust would not accumulate.

He throws the backpack onto the sofa and lay down on his bed, covering his eyes with his right arm.

The tears, he had been desperately trying to hold back, flows without restraint.

Just this once.

Just this once will he allow himself to cry over him.

He fell asleep as his tears continue flow, leaving behind tear-stained marks on his slightly tanned face.

Fuck! What the hell just happened? Shit! Did he really mean it when he said he was leaving?

Aomine shook his head at the last question, the answer was obvious but until now, he still refused to believe it.

He loves me so why did he leave?

He thought of the times that they have spent together and felt ashamed. They have been together for almost a year and never once had he ever spent much time with Kagami. They had been more of friends with benefits than lovers.