Tristan felt hands stop him. "W-What?" The knife fell from his hands to the ground and Kyouta turned him around hugging him tightly. Tristan felt weak in the knees as he heard those words from his teacher.
"I love you too," Kyouta said and kissed the youth. It was short and sweet just like Tristan had hoped it was. "Please don't leave me."
"K-Kyouta-" Tristan's words were swallowed by another kiss this one desperate. Tristan felt Kyouta wrap his arms around his waist to support the youth. Kyouta separated with a smile on his face.
"You taste nice," Kyouta said picking Tristan up. "Let's get you home to fix you up."
"Okay Kyouta," Tristan said the pain returning. Tristan could see the elder' s concern in his eyes.
"Who did this to you?" Kyouta asked.
".... can we get to your house first?" Tristan asked as Kyouta set him in the chair.
"Tell me now," Kyouta ordered and Tristan sighed looking at his hands.
"My father," Tristan said. "He a-abuses me...."
Kyouta was speechless staring at his pupil. "He whips me, a-and I can't fight back. I'm too afraid to run away because t-the last time I did h-he almost killed me!" Tristan noticed that he was crying.
"I've got you, and you are never going back," Kyouta said walking to the other side of the car and starting the drive to his house.
"What do you mean?" Tristan asked and Kyouta held his hand.
"I want you to live with me," Kyouta said.
"But," Tristan said but couldn't find anything to want to contradict his lover.
"Is that okay?" Kyouta asked. "If you were to stay with me then I promise to protect you from anything, and everything. I promise that I will love you and care for you no matter the cost. Please."
"Okay," Tristan said as they pulled into Kyouta' s garage.
"I have a dog, so I hope you're not allergic," Kyouta said.
"Don't worry," Tristan said walking bed Kyouta to the door. The house was medium sized about the size of Tristan's house and it was all to the two of them.
"My place is a mess," Kyouta said as they entered. Stacks of books were everywhere along with clothing littering the rooms.
"It's okay," Tristan said smiling at the elder. Kyouta sighed and looked through a cupboard.
"But you seriously need to clean this place up," Tristan said and Kyouta laughed.
"I have too much to do," Kyouta said searching deeper inside the cupboard.
"Then hire someone to do it," Tristan said picking up a book on equations. He felt arms wrap around him.
"Maybe I can dress you up in a maid costume," Kyouta said and Tristan blushed. Kyouta wrapped his arms around the youth kissing his neck. Tristan whimpered closing his eyes expecting pain. "Sorry, I forgot."
"I-It's okay," Tristan said and Kyouta started taking off his shirt. Tristan closed his eyes as the elder started cleaning his wounds. "Nngh."
"Sorry," Kyouta said and started to wrap it around his waist, and forehead where a cut was from fainting the previous day.
"I should get some sleep," Tristan said and Kyouta picked him up. "W-What are you doing?"
"Don't worry," Kyouta said kissing the other entering his room. Tristan was set down on the bed, and Kyouta laid beside him. "Is this okay?"
"Y-Yeah," Tristan said as Kyouta wrapped his arms around Tristan. The younger snuggled into his lover and the elder smiled.
"Goodnight," Kyouta said.
"Will you s-stay here until I wake u-up?" Tristan asked.
"I promise."
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Sorry for the cute, but sweet chapter and now starting next chapter it'll be the first person because I am bad at writing top for sex.
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Tears of an Angel (Boy X Boy)
RomanceTristan's father abused him making Tristan feel like nothing, and that he didn't deserve to live. Tristan wanted to take his life to no longer have to suffer until he met someone. That person helped him see that he wasn't absolutely nothing, but how...