Ruthless

Love and Hate

It's good to hear him breathing normally again. It's good that Reiji gave him a sleeping potion. Ame looks relaxed and painless. It's good that his skin has already grown back together. The internal injuries will heal within the next ten minutes. Unlike superficial injuries, Laito cannot support the healing process with its saliva. All he can do is sit here and wait. After ten minutes he carries Ame to his room and puts him onto the bed. Then he undresses him and gets a wet towel from the bathroom. He wipes the blood from his body. As he does this, he notices that Ameto's eyes are following him. "Are you not going to lick it?" Ame asks jokingly. He is still half unconscious. Laito smiles. Ame is as fragile as a human. In contrast to them, he is strong and incredibly fast, but his body is not made for these forces. It breaks. It breaks and then it heals at incredible speeds. Laito looks at his face. This boy never had any niceties to expect from him. In the past, he never considered him more than an animal. Something that tormented him just by existing. The object of his hatred. He takes his hand and strokes the thin, pale fingers. "I made your bed dirty...l Ame mumbles gently and starts to grin weakly. "Do you love me?" Laito asks calmly. "Right now?" His eyes tremble as he thinks. "I don't know." I smile. That's good. That's how it should be. "Laito." When I see him smile, I want to be closer to him. "Laito I lo-!" He covers Ameto's mouth. His fingertips dig into his soft cheeks. "Don't say it." He leans forward and kisses his chest. "Reiji just fixed you. I don't want to break you again." Ameto's breathing speeds up. "Why not?" Laito looks at him in amusement. "Ame..." His fingers pat his head. The soft hair feels comfortable. The feeling of holding someone in your arms also feels good. No... not someone. Ame. He is warm. He's soft. He is cute. A smile appears on the older man's face. He leans down and kisses him on the forehead. Now Ame returns his smile. Their eyes meet and hold on to each other. Laito's hand carasses the other's cheek. The skin is also soft. Everything is really warm and soft. His heart too? Yes... Their lips are approaching each other. This small distance is difficult to maintain. Their breath mixes. Ameto's hand climbs up Laito's neck and the fingertips intertwine with his hair. It tugs at it lightly. The pink tip of his tongue brushes past his lower lip as he lifts his head and closes the distance between the two. Soft! Laito's mind and thoughts are suddenly swept away by the sensation. Soft... everything is so soft! It is impressive. He can't get enough of it. His hands draw Ameto closer. This longing, the persistent striving is... more than simple desire. Not just a pleasure. It's an agonizing need for more. A compulsion that won't let go of him. That makes both of them never want to let go again. They feel desperate. It hurts. The disappointment that lingers in their heart. Something is not enough. Something... The two look at each other, breathing hard. A tear falls from Ameto's eye. "Does this make you cry?" Laito whispers. "I told you... If you treat me gently, it hurts!" Ameto pauses and wipes his eyes. "I love you." "Me too. I love you." Ame laughs. "How can I believe you?" The older one kisses him. "You can't." Ame wraps his arms around his neck and Laito lets himself be drawn closer. It's nice to be hugged. It calms him down. "Maybe... love and hatred are the same." They are fetters. These words chain the two of them together. They seal a promise. Two pairs of eyes glow in the dark of the moonless night. "Why are we like this?" It's not like we really love each other. "Because we're broken." It's that we need each other to survive our emotions.