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Accident

A week had gone by before Air's curiosity got the best of her, and she decided to reach out to her brother. It was a warm, Sunday afternoon, and Air had just gotten back from the pool. She sat on her bed after showering, staring at her phone as her heart raced. Building up the courage to do so, Air dialed Champ's number and let her phone ring. And ring.

"Oh, come on. Pick up," Air groaned.

A few rings later, someone picked up the phone, "Hello?"

Air sighed, relieved, "Hey, Champ?"

Champ recognized the voice immediately, "What do you want? Money?"

With a chuckle, Air shook her head, "No, my boyfriend, well kind of boyfriend, is a billionaire. Remember Mew?"

So that's why the name was so familiar. Champ's mind raced, trying to figure out why Gulf had mistaken him for his sister's boyfriend. "Yeah, I remember. What did you call me for?" He answered coldly.

Air played with her hair, "Well, a little birdie told me that you were seeing Gulf."

Even more confused, Champ asked, "How do you know Gulf?"

"That's not important," Air avoided the question, "All you need to know is that he's a threat to me. Mew likes him a little too much for my liking."

Unamused, Champ rolled his eyes, "And what does this have to do with me?"

"Well," Air bit her lip nervously, "I was wondering if you would make sure he's not a problem for me anymore. I'm not asking you to kill him or anything, just scare him a little, you know? Make sure he doesn't mess with Mew again."

Champ scoffed in disbelief, "No, absolutely not. You don't speak to me for two years, and then you call me and ask me for a favor like this? I don't hurt people. Not physically, at least." With a sigh, he concluded, "Now, if that's all, I need to prepare for a date with my," he paused, "Play thing. Goodbye." He hung up.

Air looked at her phone with a pout, not used to hearing no. Suddenly, an idea struck her, and a few phone calls later, she was smiling again. Once her plan was in motion, Air skipped downstairs to get some food from the pantry. When she got to the kitchen, Air was greeted with Mew's naked back in front of the stove as he prepared his lunch.

"Ooh, can I have some?" Air asked, walking up beside Mew.

Mew hummed, "Hm, no."

Air bit her lip, looking Mew up and down, "I wasn't talking about your food."

"I know," Mew answered, unbothered, "And no."

Air sighed and crossed her arms, "Then can I have some of your food?"

Mew kept his eyes on the steamy pan of food, "Still no."

With a pout, Air hit Mew's shoulder, "Well, I'm taking some anyway."

'Just like everything else of mine.' Mew thought to himself. "Have you found a place to move yet?"

Air tilted her head with a hum, "I don't think I'm going to move out."

Mew turned his head to glare at Air, looking at her for the first time, "What?"

Air shrugged, "Well, I mean, we just have so many memories here. I love this house."

"Yeah, you and ten other guys have memories here," Mew sighed.

With a deep breath, Air responded, "I'm going to act like you didn't just say that." She walked to the fridge, getting a glass of water, "When are you leaving for the airport?"

Mew shrugged, turning the stove off and plating his food before Air could steal any of it, "Few hours. I got everything packed up after I got the call last night."

Mew was flying to Osaka with Elle for an impromptu business trip. He would only be gone for a week, but another week without seeing his Kana seemed like torture. He hated how last minute the trip was, but he really didn't have a choice here. He would just have to wait.

"Oh, and you're not staying in this house. If you don't at least have a place in mind to move into by the time I'm back, I'll be the one moving out," Mew spoke authoritatively. "I'm not living with someone that I don't even like," he shook his head, grabbing his bottle of vitamin water and plate of food. "Good luck paying the mortgage by yourself," Mew walked to his living room to eat before leaving to catch his flight.

Meanwhile, Champ had just finished tidying up his house, and was ready for his special guest. Champ was having Gulf over for a dinner date, and was planning of finally getting what he'd wanted all along. Gulf's body. Tonight was the night and he wouldn't take no for an answer.

It was around 7:00pm when Gulf had gotten in his car and headed over to Champ's condo. He was excited, optimistic, and naïve like always. Gulf was elated to finally have someone genuinely interested in him.

When he arrived, Gulf was greeted with a sincere hug and kiss from Champ. They sat at Champ's dining table, eating the home cooked meal, and enjoying some wine. Gulf made sure not to drink too much since he had to drive home, much to Champ's dismay. When they finished eating, Champ and Gulf moved to the couch, watching a movie as they cuddled up to each other.

There was a comfortable silence between the boys as Gulf was really into the movie. However, his focus was disturbed when he felt Champ starting to kiss on his neck. Gulf just hummed with a small smile, not entirely opposed to the idea of a quick make out session before he left. Champ took this as a green light, moving up to capture Gulf's lips in his own. A few minutes into the heated kiss, Champ's hands roamed more dangerously, feeling Gulf's warm skin under his shirt. Gulf grabbed Champ's hand, redirecting them so that they were no longer under his clothing, all without breaking the kiss. Champ just groaned, moving back down to kiss at Gulf's neck more lustfully this time, sucking and nibbling as he caressed dangerously high on Gulf's thighs.

Uncomfortable now, Gulf held Champ's shoulders, "Hey, Ch-Champ. I should go."

Champed hummed, "No, stay." He started feeling under Gulf's shirt again, playing with his nipples.

Gulf shook his head, "Stop it," he moaned softly, "Let me go."

"But I know you like it," Champ bit Gulf's neck softly as he slid his hands into the younger boy's pants, "You're moaning."

Not knowing how to get out of the situation in which he found himself, Gulf started to tear up, "I said stop it. I want to go home."

Champ rolled his eyes, "Oh come on, we're just going to have a little fun."

Gulf tried to get up, only to be forced back down by Champ. Tears fell down Gulf's rosy cheeks, "Let go of me!"

"It's not a big deal, stop being such a crybaby," Champ, clearly annoyed, aggressively started kissing Gulf again.

Rejecting the kiss and coming to his senses, Gulf lifted his leg as fast as he could, using all of his strength to knee Champ in the balls. When Champ whimpered and hunched over, Gulf made his escape, jumping up and running out to his car. He hopped in and immediately started driving, not bothering to check his seat belt as he just needed to get out of there.

Gulf was able to keep his composure until he got to a red light, where he stopped and thought about what had just happened to him and he broke down. His tears clouded his vision as he drove through the intersection, so Gulf was unable to spot the truck running a red light and coming straight at him, clearly speeding.

Next thing Gulf knew, he was lifted off of the pavement and rolled into an ambulance, being rushed to the hospital. All he remembered was hearing voices and seeing bright lights.

So many voices. So many questions.

So tired.

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