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"Is it okay if I speed up a little? I can feel your anxiety." Ayame told Kyoya which he flinched at because of the sudden interruption in his train of thought. Ayame chuckled and smiled a little. "As I said, I can feel your anxiety so mind if I speed up a little?"
"I don't mind." Kyoya quietly said and Ayame sped up a little and a little over three minutes, they arrived at a apartment building.
"You okay?" Ayame asked and they got out of the car. Kyoya fumbled with his shaking fingers but Ayame placed her hand above Kyoya's which made him look at her smiling face. "Natsuya...won't let go of something so important to him. I've known him for years and I can tell that you're more than important to him." Kyoya sighed a little and thanked the assistant who just smiled at him and led him to Natsuya's apartment building.
"So, we're here. Just calm down and try to talk to him calmly." Ayame advised and Kyoya nod. Ayame bid her goodbyes and left. Kyoya took a deep breath and let himself inside which he immediately covered his nose. The apartment smelled of cigarettes and a little bit of alcohol.
Kyoya searched for the man through the unfamiliar surroundings and followed the smell of the cigarettes which were getting stronger as he stopped at a room. He knocked but no response yet he noticed that the door was unlocked. He entered quietly and saw the figure of his lover leaning against the railing of the balcony. Natsuya turned around and he had his eyes wide once his ocean blue eyes landed on the fragile figure of his lover. Kyoya immediately ran towards Natsuya who had tears running down his cheeks.
"Hey hey, it's alright." Kyoya said so soothingly and wiped Natsuya's tears using the pads of his thumbs ever so gently. Such simple gesture from Kyoya made Natsuya cry more, it was so soothing and it was a reminder that Kyoya will always be there with him through thick and thin. It made him love Kyoya more. "Shhh, don't worry. Everything will be alright." Kyoya hugged the taller male while rubbing circles around his back which made Natsuya wrap his arms around Kyoya tightly while resting his head over his smaller lover.
"Why?" Natsuya barely managed to speak that out without tears falling down.
"Why what?" Kyoya said gently then resting his head by Natsuya's chest which he could hear the fast beating of his lover's heart. It made him smile.
"Why are you still loving me? After I left you for something so pathetic." Natsuya sobbed and Kyoya smiled to himself. All this time, it was always Natsuya who understood Kyoya and knew what to do at different times when they're together but now, Kyoya understood his lover. Natsuya thought that the same thing will happen eventually and he can't face this alone because he's scared."Being scared of losing me isn't pathetic. It shows that you actually care and love me." Kyoya said and held Natsuya's face which was streaming with tears. "Didn't I already tell you? It's because I love you." Natsuya then let out more tears if that was possible and Kyoya smiled gently at that.
"You're so strong, you know that? They say that the people who cries the most isn't weak but they're really strong inside." Kyoya informed then Natsuya proceeded to hug him there which Kyoya hugged back.
"I love you. I love you, I love you, I love you and I'm going to say that repeatedly until you can realise that we can fight together." Kyoya said and Natsjya looked up.
"But, you might get hurt because of me. I'm an assassin Kyoya. Someone is on to me every minute and every second, and I don't want you to be hurt in any way." Natsuya said, barely managing to hide his trembling voice. Kyoya grabbed Natsuya's hand and intertwined it with his.
"We can do this together. We can find a way, Natsuya. I won't let a simple job to get in the way of our love. We will do this together." Kyoya reassured the taller male who smiled gently at him.
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