3 is never even [FukaLen/FukaMoke]

Depart.

Holding the hot tea in his hands, Moke observed his brother's movement carefully, knowing that he was about to get another lecture from him.

"Just... how much do you love him?" Longya asked finally.

"More than you could have imagined." Moke has a faint smile on his face whenever Fukase was mentioned.

"... you actually wanted 'that' to happen, isn't it?"

Moke blushed hard. He remembered being held by Fukase; and how the redhead lifted him up and touched his body with passion. He also remembered Fukase's skin and his manly body.

He really wanted to be owned by Fukase, even just for once.

Longya sighed once more, he scratched the back of his neck a bit before he continued. "Fukase is a nice man, I'll admit that... Doesn't mean I have forgiven him though."

Moke looked at Longya in disbelief; this was the very first time he heard his brother saying something nice about the crimson boy.

"Don't give me that look, okay?" Longya finally had a smile on his face. "But you should be more forward too, you know."

"W-What do you mean?"

"If you love Fukase that much, why just sit here and do nothing? He is dating Len, doesn't mean you don't have the chance, besides... if Fukase could touched you like that the other night, that means he could have also liked you at some level."

Moke frowned by that idea. Fukase has always been careful around him and would never talk nor do anything for him to get the wrong idea... Yesterday was an exception though.

"... The one he loves is not me." Moke's heart ached a little as he spoke.

"Perhaps you were wrong." Longya took a sip of his tea. "Now drink your tea, it's getting cold."

***

Waiting at the living room nervously, Len tried his best to calm down.

Fukase has not been taking his calls nor texting him back since their argument, and the blonde had no idea where he was. He tried contacting the redhead's close friends, but none of them claimed to have seen him.

There's also one possibility.

Len knew it, but he was too afraid to find out the truth.

So here he was, sitting in the sofa, hoping to see his boyfriend coming home any minute now.

Finally the front door opens.

"Fukase!!!" Len dashed into the redhead's arms, begging for forgiveness. "I'm sorry... I-I thought Kaito has told you about the movie date... I-"

"And no matter how many times I've told you I truly didn't know about it, you won't believe me."

"I never thought Kaito would-"

"Don't blame others for it, Len."

Len's mouth went all shut; he knew Fukase has a point, besides talking back would just worsen the situation now.

However, Len noticed something odd.

Fukase's eyes... they suddenly went all watery, like they were about to cry.

Len has never seen Fukase cry; in fact, the redhead once told him that he has never cried for anyone nor anything before.

"... I'm sorry, Len." The redhead's voice began to shake.

"What...? Why? I'm the one who should be apologising..." A cloud of uncertainty was forming inside Len.

"I almost slept with someone." Fukase informed directly.

The whole world stopped spinning for the blonde after what he heard. He didn't know how to react, but he felt his heart was torn into pieces, and nothing could ever fix that.

"But..." Len only knew one thing for sure: he didn't want to lose Fukase. "You said 'almost', right? So you didn't... actually sleep with that person yet... right?"

The blonde's shaky voice made Fukase heart ached even more, the redhead shook his head.

"I only didn't do it till the end because I got caught, I would have done it all otherwise."

Fukase had to admit it; he hated lying, and the last person he would ever lie to was his love. He was willing to take any consequences by telling the truth.

Tears began to fall down and before Len noticed, he was already crying.

Why can't you just lie to me?

"... I guess you wouldn't want to see me anymore, right?" Fukase let out a sad chuckle, he managed to hold back his emotions and still not a single tear drop was formed.

The crimson boy went straight to the bedroom, and soon the sound of packing was heard.

Len remained quiet the entire time, all he did was sitting in the sofa. He couldn't think of anything.

Soon the redhead came out with a big luggage with him, he took one last look at the blonde.

"Goodbye, Len."

* Little spoiler alert: Since I have had the whole story planned, I'd say this story contains lemon. And while the story may look like it shifts from FukaLen to FukaMoke, that is not really the case as you read to the end. *