I'll Be Back: A Karneval Fanfiction Part 1

My first fanfic...

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Yogi had many emotions running through his head at the moment. He was sad that Gareki was leaving and that his room wouldn't be so close to his. He was feeling happy for Nai and Karoku. Excited to meet Karoku for the first time. He wondered if he would be nice. Gareki's departure was bittersweet. He was glad to have met him, but sad to see him leave.

He put his hand on the door wondering if Gareki was asleep or not. He sighed and was about to call for him. He decided against it; what if he was asleep? Then he would wake him up and get called an idiot. Yogi turned around and took a few steps when he heard the door open.

"What do you want?" Gareki asked.

Yogi turned around. He stiffened and swallowed hard at the sight of Gareki. He was wearing a white tank top and black shorts to bed. Gareki's eyes widened at Yogi's trembling lower lip. As the first tear fell, Yogi threw himself at Gareki.

"What the hell?!" he yelled in surprise.

"I don't want you to leave! I'm going to be so lonely!" Yogi cried while tightening his grip.

Gareki grunted in astonishment and annoyance. "Yogi..." he warned.

"Don't leave!"

"What are you doing? You aren't going to be lonely, you have Nai, your sheep, the other crew members and now Karoku." He tried to squirm out of the grasp but Yogi wouldn't let go.

"Let go!" Commanded Gareki. Something about his tone made Yogi comply.

Gareki stood up using the wall for support. He stared at Yogi on the floor. Tears were streaming down his face. All of a sudden the memory from earlier today flashed through his mind. He was crying, baring his weakness to Yogi. It was embarrassing for him to cry in front of another, but Yogi didn't judge. He comforted him.

While reliving the memory, Yogi was talking to himself and trying not to sob. What if he doesn't like me? Maybe he was only pretending for Nai. We are both his friends and Gareki was probably only putting on a show for Nai's sake. He's a good actor, thought Yogi.

He was about to stand up when Gareki kneeled down. "You were there for me, so I'm here for you now. Don't cry; it's fine. Everything is ok."

Yogi was surprised by his words. Sometimes he just doubts himself too much. He felt warm inside form Gareki's words. He looked up to find his face so close to his.

"Gare...ki...?" Yogi whispered.

Before he knew it he had his mouth on Gareki's. His eyes widened with surprise as Yogi's lips came upon him. He grabbed his face incase in case he started to pull back.

Gareki didn't have a clue to what he was doing. He had never kissed a woman, much less a man. Oh, but god! This just felt so right. He loved the way his tongue and Yogi's would rub up against each other. He became hard quickly.

Pulling back he whispered, "Yogi..." He was panting and couldn't catch his breath. "The door."

He was about to apologize for kissing him and leave when he heard, "It's open, I've got to close it."

Yogi stood up and felt his erection against his pants and his breath hitched. Jeez, he was so sensitive at that moment. Gareki went to the door to lock it and came back to where Yogi was standing. Gareki looked at him and ran his hand slowly and gently down Yogi's cheek. Yogi bit his lip when he saw the size of Gareki's bulge. He wanted to have it in his hands, rub it between his fingers. He wanted it between his lips and run his tongue over and around the tip.