『 Ｐｒｏｔａｇｏｎｉｓｔ 』 ［まふ月/MafuTsuki］

Acknowledging the Real Face

(Evening of the same day)

"Ouch! Ugh, it's useless!", the white-haired boy said, after another accidental finger prick with a needle. He was trying to sew the hole in Soraru's jeans.
"Wow. Now it's ripped AND bloody."
He dropped it on the table, before resting his face in his hands.
A couple seconds later he gazed at the clock. At that moment he was alone at home, Sakata, Urata and Amatsuki went to a bar together, and Soraru was outdoors to take care of something, but he'd be returning in less than an hour.
"Oh, man... What do I do? I can't fix the jeans anymore..."
He went to his room, leaving them on the table.

(Later)

Mafu was laying on his bed with his headphones in, listening to some music, when suddenly he heard a frantic and aggressive knocking on his door.
"MAFU! Open the door, right now!"
The younger could feel his heart drop. He stood up and opened his door.
"Mafu...", Soraru was standing in front of him, with the jeans in his hands, "Could you explain me what this is?"
"Uh, Soraru-san, I didn't mean to, i- it got stuck on the-"
"ARE YOU FUCKING SERIOUS?!"
Mafu took a step back in shock.
"These are my only good jeans, and you completely ruined them!!"
Mafu knew his boyfriend wouldn't be very pleased with what happened, but he had no idea he could explode like this.
"S- Soraru... -san, I'm..."
"WHAT?! What now, huh?! Are you just gonna apologize a million times?! That won't fix them either!! Is there even anything you can do right?!"
Mafu sunk his head down.
"Ugh...", the older put his hand between his eyes, before just turning around and going back downstairs.
Mafu stood there for about 10 more seconds, when he finally turned back into his room, closing the door behind him and leaning against it.
He was about to start crying, as suddenly his phone dinged.
It was a message from Amatsuki:
《Mafu! Can you come over to my room, please?》
What? Wasn't he out with the other two?
Amatsuki decided to stay at home, after what had happened earlier that day. But he didn't tell Soraru or Mafu. He just kept quiet in his room.
The white-haired one quietly opened the door and sneaked over to Amatsuki's room. He slightly knocked on the door, before entering. Amatsuki was sitting in his bed, with the covers over his legs.
"Hey, Mafu! Come on in."
The younger closed the door behind him. He took a few steps forward and cupped his hands.
"Are you alright?", the older asked.
Mafu didn't respond, as his gaze went down to the floor.
The other pat the space on the bed next to him, signalizing that Mafu could sit down at his side.
The younger was reluctant at first, but ended up next to his friend.
Amatsuki put his arms around the younger boy, who was anxiously kneading his hands:
"D- Did you..."
"Yes. I did. I heard you two fighting."
A tear rolled down the younger's face:
"I'm so sorry... I didn't know you were at home..."
"I'm glad I was.", the other replied, wiping away his friends' tears, "This has been going on for quite some time already, hasn't it?"
The white-haired boy sobbed, then burst out into tears. Amatsuki hugged him tighter: "Shhh... Don't worry. I'm here."

They suddenly heard thumping noises of someone aggressively going upstairs. Mafu gasped in fear.
"MAFU, WHERE THE FUCK ARE YOU?!"
The younger buried his head deeper in Amatsuki's chest.
"Shh...", he whispered to the scared boy in his arms.
Amatsuki then pulled the blanket over the other's head and folded it so that it looked like the blanket was just really messy or had some pillows underneath. He grabbed a book and pretended that he was reading, as the door was suddenly flung open.
Soraru stared at Amatsuki in shock:
"Uh- Oh, Amatsuki-kun, I didn't know you were at home. I'm sorry."
Amatsuki gave him a judgemental gaze.
"A- anyway, have you seen Mafu?"
"Uh, no. Not recently. Why? Is something wrong?"
"I need to talk to him. Tell me when you see him."
Soraru slammed the door shut behind him.
The white-haired boy covered his mouth with his hand, as he started sobbing. Amatsuki caressed the others' head:
"Mafu-kun... Don't be scared. It'll be okay."
"I... I just don't get it...", The younger said in tears, "What did I do to make him so aggressive? He would have never reacted like this a month ago. So, why now?"
"I don't know either. But what I do know is that we have to do something. Before things start getting any more dangerous."
The younger let out a quiet sigh.
"You know what?", Amatsuki said, "I'm gonna go talk to him. You stay here. Okay?"
"N- no! Please don't! What if he-"
The older suddenly grabbed his friends' chin and kissed him on the lips. Mafu froze. After about 3 seconds Amatsuki broke the kiss and looked in the others' eyes:
"Trust me."
Thus, he lifted himself up and made his way downstairs. The still flustered Albino sat up in the bed. He grabbed his heart. It felt weirldy warm. He wasn't sure if it felt good, but it was a feeling that was completely new to him. No one, not even Soraru gave him such a feeling before.

(End Part 2)

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Hiyaaaa!
Me again!

Soooo, this fic is actually turning into a much different direction than what I originally planned, but I like where it's going!
Part 3 coming soon!

~ Hanya <3