Kyoya ate fruit as he and Senku sat in his old room. Senku rolled onto his other side, now facing Kyoya. Kyoya looked, wondering if he had something to say.
"Your parents are nice... why don't you see them more often?" asked Senku.
"They're too nice. Sometimes it gets suffocating, especially with my mom being overly affectionate." Kyoya explained as he ate another grape.
Senku got out of bed then hovered beside Kyoya. Kyoya looked at him.
"Feed me one." Senku asked quietly.
"Are your arms broken or something?" Kyoya shot back.
"Please..." Senku slightly begged.
Kyoya held a grape then held it up to Senku who ate it. He kept his eyes on the grapes before him. There was a strange air in the room. It wasn't like how it used to be. He finally met Senku's eyes then felt his heart stop for a brief moment. His feelings slowly started to bubble to the surface.
"Grape...?" he asked weakly, feeling like a rest subject once more under his gaze.
He carefully watched the way Senku parted his lips in anticipation of food. He reached up then noticed he closed his mouth. Didn't he want it?
"I want to see if you can do it with your mouth." said Senku with a snicker.
"You can't be serious." replied Kyoya, despite being open to it.
Senku shrugged as he waited. Kyoya would chicken out. He watched as Kyoya stood up then put the grape in between his lips. Senku couldn't help but chuckle internally. His pride wouldn't allow him to not do it. The grape transfer was successful.
"Don't ever make me do that again." Kyoya complained.
"Fine. I've tortured you enough. Time to get some sleep." said Senku as he walked back over to the bed.
Kyoya curiously looked over then dropped the grape in his hand. He couldn't be serious. Senku's shirt left his body. He needed to say something. He could hear the belt jingling. What was he waiting for?
"You're okay with sharing a bed, right? Unless you want to move me to another?" Senku asked, his jeans slightly falling off.
Kyoya snapped out of his daze and assessed the situation.
"Uh, I didn't know you planned on staying. I was going to have someone drive you back..." said Kyoya.
"Oh, is that so?" said Senku as he picked his shirt up. "Guess I'll catch that ride then."
Kyoya looked away as Senku got dressed. It was a long night, he was tired. Senku was tired. Neither were probably thinking straight. He heard the door close. The grapes started to taste sour. He looked back to where Senku lied and stood, looking for a reason to make him stay. He didn't leave anything. He gripped the bowl then relaxed. He wasn't in his right mind. Senku couldn't stay. They both had things to do.
For once he wished he was selfish. He stood outside in cold, looking at a light far away. It had to be the car. For once he wished he could just give in to his desires. He continued to stand outside, wondering if this was punishment as well. Having something he wanted so close but not being able to have it.
"Why are you standing out here without a jacket? It's getting colder these days since winter is approaching." a voice said from behind him.
Kyoya turned around then blinked. He was at a loss for words. The person approached him then draped the coat they held over him.
"I thought you left..." mumbled Kyoya as he put on the coat.
"I thought about it. I decided not to. The food here's great, so I bet the beds are spectacular." said Senku with a grin. Kyoya figured he'd say something like that. "I wanted to spend more time with you. Get to know you better."
