Where The Wind Blows || SoraMafu

Fifteen

"Are the preparations done?"

"Yeah, we'll be in the city by the end of this month."

Mafu laughed and sat down on the bed. Soraru's bedroom was now relatively empty since most of his stuff had been packed. By the end of this month, they would be in a house in the city together. "You probably wouldn't be so used to the city, right Soraru-san?" Mafu asked playfully. Then, he looked out the open window at the blue sky and the tree standing tall and proud, and a gust of wind blew by, causing Mafu's hair to flow in the wind a bit before settling back down. "It's a shame, though. This place is so nice."

"We're not getting rid of it," Soraru replied, closing the door.

"What do you mean?"

"A friend actually designed this house and gave it to me."

Mafu's eyes widened. "Really? Who?"

"Lon."

"Lon-san?!"

Soraru chuckled and sat down on the bed next to Mafu. He gingerly lifted the boy's arm. "Is your arm okay?"

"Soraru-san... It's almost been a month since then. I'm fine..." he trailed off, smile slipping. "I should be the one asking if you're okay..."

"Of course, I'm fine," Soraru whispered, kissing Mafu's neck.

"Soraru-san... mm..." Mafu hummed.

Slowly, Soraru placed a trail of kisses from Mafu's neck to his jaw and softly lingered on his lips. Mafu wrapped his arms around Soraru's neck, and Soraru gently pushed him down on the bed. "Soraru-san," Mafu whispered, out of breath.

Soraru hesitated, which Mafu noticed. Bringing his face closer to Soraru, Mafu smiled. "Soraru-san. I love you so much. I will use every possible means to show that to you. I cut off all ties with my other partners, so I can love you and only you. You're the only one," Mafu kissed Soraru. "Please, fill me up with your love..."

After Mafu finished, Soraru pressed his lips against Mafu's tenderly and pushed up the boy's shirt. Leaning into the kiss, Mafu grabbed onto Soraru's shirt. "Soraru-san... can you take it off...?"

Soraru nodded, and when he slipped the shirt off, Mafu reached up and ran his thumb along one of the scars on Soraru's arm. Tears welled up in his eyes. "I'm sorry... Soraru-san..."

"Don't cry," Soraru said, leaning down and kissing Mafu's forehead. "Let me love you."

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Mafu sighed, head resting on Soraru's chest. The cold breeze filtering in through the window was a contrast against their heated skin. "I can't believe you did that..."

"You enjoyed it."

Mafu laughed, but it soon turned into a groan.

"Are you okay?" Soraru asked.

"Yeah, it's just been a while. I told you," Mafu replied. "But you were so full of love this time... It felt better than usual."

Soraru felt a blush creeping up his cheeks. "Don't say things like that, Mafu."

Mafu smiled and closed his eyes happily. Soraru wrapped his arm around Mafu's waist. "After everything, this is how it ends..." he commented.

"No, Soraru-san," Mafu said, opening his eyes and looking at Soraru. "This is only the beginning."

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