AriYama (OneShots)

Once Upon A memory- The doctor's past love

 The clock is showing 2pm. Yamada is unusually free today, having most of his photoshoot cancelled. The management think it is high risk to continue exposing their talent during this ongoing viral infection, hence the agency ordered a quarantine order for all of them. Yamada unfortunately still have a few more interview sessions to attend before he can fully stay at home like the rest.

His boyfriend however is not that lucky. Daiki works in the hospital, attending high risk patients every day. Today he will be home after his 48 hours on call duty. He knows Daiki is tired and overworked. Yamada will make sure to pamper his man as much as he can. He wants to be Daiki's source of energy and comfort.

Yosh! Let's start cleaning!

Yamada starts with their bedroom. He changes the bedsheet to Daiki's favourite green colour. Daiki always told him that green makes him calm. He turns on the air purifier.

Ahh... it smells fresh.

The man later moves to their storeroom. Yamada needs to rearrange a few items so it will be easier for him to get the frequently used items by placing them at the front.

In the midst of cleaning, a small green container catches his eyes.

Yamada takes the green container out. It is covered with dust. Seems like it hasn't been touched for a long time. There is this small lock in the middle of the container, preventing Yamada from opening it. Yamada wonders what might be inside. He wipes all the dust with a wet tissue, revealing a small handwriting at the top right corner.

The love that never dies.
Okamoto Keito, 1993- 2013

Yamada frowns. Who is Okamoto Keito? Why Dai-chan never mentioned him?

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"Tadaima..." Daiki enters his apartment. His body is sore from working non-stop for the past 2 days. "Yama-chan?"

"Dai-chan!" Yamada immediately hugs his boyfriend the moment Daiki comes to his sight. "I miss you..."

"I miss you too," Daiki returns the hug.

Yamada brings his man to sit on the sofa, and dearly lands his head on Daiki's chest. Daiki dearly strokes Yamada's hair as the man rubs his head on Daiki's chest.

"What's wrong?" asks Daiki. "You seem different today."

"I don't know... I'm feeling insecure I guess..."

"Why?"

Yamada sits straight, looking at Daiki's eyes while holding the boy's hand. "Please don't be mad at me..."

"Why would I?"

"Who is Okamoto Keito?"

Daiki feels like lightning strikes through his body the moment Yamada mentions that name. His face turns red.

"I'm going to shower," he stands up and leave Yamada alone.

Yamada watches as Daiki shuts the bedroom door. Daiki always has a calm expression no matter what happen. But after Yamada mentioned the name, he becomes gloomy- something Yamada has never seen before.

Daiki leans against the door. He cups his face as he throws a long sigh. At that moment he notices a green container that is familiar to him. Slowly, he takes the container and move to the study desk. He opens the topmost desk drawer and take out a small key.

Daiki unlocks the container. Tears begin to accumulate in his eyes. These are his most precious memories, that he never tells anyone, not even his family. About someone that was so dear to him.