Broken (boy x boy)

Psycho

Takanori's pov

I stretched out my arms, yawning as I rose from my bed. I cleaned myself up, then put on a black t-shirt & grey skinny jeans. I went downstairs to see Yutaka pacing rapidly. Yuu was by the kitchen counter biting his nails. Kouyou was on the phone while Akira was writing something down.

I approached them, "What's going on?" Kouyou turned to me, "We think we've found the killer of last night. The one who killed Haruka Shiji & her little brother." I nodded, "Oh... But how do you know they did it?" Everyone stopped what they were doing & stared at me.

I gulped, "Nani?"

Kouyou sighed, "He's right." Akira & Yuu nodded, "We don't even have evidence that it was her." Yutaka also nodded, "Hai, very true."

***

I felt something cold press against my belly. I looked down to see Kouyou. He smiled, "You never finished your ice cream, Ruki. So I decided to bring it to you." I laughed, "Oh, right. Thanks." He sat down next to me in my bed. I glanced over at him to see him staring out my window.

His expression was blank, but in his eyes I could see confusion. He started to nibble on his lower lip. I nudged him gently, "What's wrong?" He looked over to me, "Eh? Ah, betsuni." I raised my eye brow towards him, "Uruha, tell me."

He looked down at my white carpet. I sighed. I dipped my pinky into my ice cream & poke his cheek. He jumped with wide eyes. I narrowed my eyes, "Tell me." He pouted, "Iie. I don't wanna scare you." I furrowed my brows in confusion, "Nani? Just tell me." He looked away.

I grabbed a hold of his chin, I turned his head so that I could stare into his eyes. I lent forward & licked off the ice cream. He let out a small moan giving me pleasure. I let my lips rub against his soft skin. He let out a small gasp. I pulled away, "Now will you tell me?" His cheeks were crimson red.

"I got a letter."

"A letter?"

"Hai, just a few minutes ago."

"So?"

"Well... it... said something..."

"Obviously it will."

"No, I mean... who ever wrote it, knew we're gonna snitch."

"Alright?"

"They threatened to... to..." He wiped at his eyes that now started leaking tears. I set my ice cream down on the nightstand next to me. I started rubbing his back, "Uruha? What'd it say?" He sniffed, "It said that they were gonna strangle me by my own hair & stick my sticks of eyeliner into my eyes. Then they're gonna make me drown in my lip gloss & make sure it gushed out of me."

I furrowed my brows & let him continue, "Then they said they're gonna rip out my finger nails & pour my nail polish into my open skin. After that, they're gonna rip off my dick then leave it in a little box that said, 'For the whore's lover.'" I sighed & stroked his hair.

"Oh, Uruha. I won't let them touch you." I let his soft, light brown hair run through my fingers. He grabbed onto my shirt & buried his face into my neck.