A Tantalizing Affair

Chapter 1

Midou wondered if last night was just a dream. It was too beautiful.. Could it really have been real? I didn't know Reiji was capable of such a gorgeous act of love. Midou pushed himself up into a sitting position in the bed. He could smell pancakes from the kitchen. He straightened out the black and white bedsheets, put on a casual shirt, brushed his teeth, and went downstairs. When he walked into the kitchen, he saw Namikawa finishing cooking breakfast for the two. This was odd, considering Midou did most of the cooking for the two. Still, Midou loved it when Reiji cooked. "Good morning!" Namikawa beamed at Midou. Namikawa padded over to Midou, wrapping his arms around Midou's chest. Midou blushed as Namikawa breathed in his ear. Glancing to the side, Midou saw the ring box from last night. So it was real! Midou's heart beat faster upon this realization. "I made us pancakes and picked up some of your favourite rice balls." Whispered Namikawa into Midou's ear. Namikawa walked away from Midou and started serving the pancakes and rice balls at the round, glass kitchen table. Midou followed, slightly aroused by the occurrences. As Namikawa sat down on a black, cushioned chair, Midou walked over to Namikawa and planted a gentle kiss on his cheek. "Somebody's happy today." Namikawa teased as he started his pancakes. "Oh, stop." Midou replied, stifiling a smile. Namikawa didn't really cook, but when he did, it was good. "It's Sunday and we don't have anything planned. I'll leave it up to you, Shingo. What shall we do to celebrate our betrothal?" Namikawa chimed, somewhat romantically. He put emphasis on "betrothal," and smirked, teasingly. "Let's go to the coffee shop where you first took me for lunch on my first day at Yotsuba." Midou offered. "But first, lets go upstairs." Said Midou, playing with Namikawa's hair in his hands. Namikawa followed Midou up to their bedroom and sat on the bed. Midou walked over to Namikawa's nightstand and grabbed his hairbrush. Namikawa had toussled morning hair. Midou always thought that was adorable. He sat on the bed behind Namikawa and began brushing his long, black hair. "Oww," Namikawa whined jokingly as Midou tried to tame a tangled cluster of hair. Namikawa took Midou's hand, pulling it away from his hair. He held it tenderly and delicately, kissing it softly. Midou chuckled and blushed. He continued brushing until Namikawa's hair was straight and perfect. Midou led Namikawa to the bathroom mirror. "See? Much better." Midou said. Namikawa chuckled at this. "Go get dressed, I'll handle the dishes downstairs. I've got something planned. You'll like it, I promise." Midou said. He stood in front of Namikawa, staring into his grey eyes. He gently touched Namikawa's face before walking out of the room. Namikawa let out a deep sigh, blushing slightly as he did. "What could he have planned?" Namikawa thought.