•This is Real• [Diabolik Lovers × Male! OC]

Chapter 52: r/im14andthisisdeep

The confused look on his face made the anxiety in me swell like an orchestra crescendo in some italian opera.

One that would serve those nice, fancy Italian appetizers that Takumi Aldini would probably make. Ya know with those super expensive rosettes of prosciutto? Yes I am hungry but that's besides the point.

I could tell he didn't believe me.

Maybe thats why it all came tumbling out before I could stop myself.

Every thing I knew about Ayato. From his mother to his fellow triplets. Down to the blood that stained his shirt the day his mother died. I spilled it all.

I didn't know what I was trying to accomplish.

Make him believe me? Get this guilt of lying to everyone off my conscience?

After all I knew what would happen after I told them.

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Our entire relationship had been a lie built on lies.

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He'd hate me.

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They'd hate me.

Before I knew it I was practically gasping for breath as the words tumbled from my lips, each one making me regret every bit of this situation while spurring me on like some twisted metronome, swinging from one extreme to another. Relief then regret then relief again.

"I'm so sorry..." I finally say, my hands shook, I hadn't even realised I'd curled in on myself, pressed up against the wall of the iron maiden, as far from Ayato as I could be. "I lied to you, I lied to everyone. I- I-!" Before I could continue the self destructive rambling his hands once again found mine.

I flinched, expecting some form of violence in turn. Flashes of that damn creep from Kou's show flashed through my head. Then Azusa and Laito's attacks.

But this was different.

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I knew Ayato.

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Hell I'd even call him family right about now.

'Family...'

He was family.

I hadn't even realised how much they'd wormed their way into my heart.

They were family.

Family I could never bear hating me.

He pulled me towards him causing me to crash into his chest.

This was it.

He hates me.

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I fucked up.

I wanted to cry but nothing came out.

The arms around me kept the sobs in.

'arms...?'

He pulled me in tighter, arms wrapped behind my back, hand on the back of my head. He guided my face into his shirt and my arms found their way around his waist.

"Aya-"

"Shut up."

I could have laughed but I'd look insane.

For such harsh words,

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they sure had such a radiant warmth.

I clung tighter, holding onto him like he was my last lifeline. In a way he was. I was a drowning man on his last legs and Ayato was the fisherman that had chanced upon me, offering a hand to pull me aboard. You bet I grabbed that hand.

"I-I know that Ore-sama is not good with words," he muttered into my hair. "But if you knew that all and still got close to Ore-sama," he scoffed. "You're more stupid than I though, Chbimushi."

'there goes the moment...'

Well to say it was unwelcomed would be a lie, the change in tone helped relieve the ache in my chest just a little.

I groan in protest and shove him away from me.

I didn't really want the hug to end but if it didn't I wouldn't know what other words would come spilling out.

"But I still don't know how you guys arrived here," I mumble, sitting up and gently pushing open the heavy-ass lid to the iron maiden. "And how I'm the only one who seems to know who you guys are."

I paused, unsure of whether to speak further but I continue. If I could have any chance of finding the truth about this situation I needed all the help I could get.

'after all, the two disembodied voices in my head aren't gonna help me anytime soon.'

"But I do know Luke has been acting weird lately, y'know my neighbour?" I murmured, hoping to at least share the evidence I'd had, yet to my surprise it seemed Ayato had been a few steps ahead. "You've still been seeing him?!" He gasped out, almost like how you would after failing to carry the one in a difficult math problem. It was a gasp of oversight.

I nod my head slowly and watch as his face contorts into a troubled frown.

The silence was deafening but temporary. "Follow Ore-sama," he muttered before leaving the irom maiden for good, footsteps headed towards the door.

At this point I was stil a little confused but managed to piece together a bit of context for myself. It seems like Ayato had already had his suspicions of Luke and, by the names he was calling for as we searched the rooms, so did Subaru and Shu. "Subaru! Shu-!"

"What do you want?!" The oh so gentle voice Tsunbaru bellowed from behind us as he placed his fist against the wall in an equally gentle fashion. Basically he blew a hole in it.

Ayato ignored his younger sibling, turning away to continue calling for Shu when he was cut off by a low grunt.

Our eyes traveled to the carpeted floor where the blonde was, legs stretched out haphazardly across the hall, back against the same wall Subaru had slammed his fist into. One of his eyes opened, revealing the saphire jem that were previously hidden by his eyelid.

"It's the guy," Ayato said rather ominously.

"Him again?" Subaru sounded a little startled and even Shu now had both his eyes open.

"That human..." The blonde muttered, pulling his earbuds from his ears. 'Damn, someone should take a photo, this is a rarer occasion than Shinra and Arthur having a civil conversation...'

"We should get prepared," Subaru murmured, casting a piercing glare to the floor.

Ayato made a sound of agreement, "Let's kill the bastard!"

'gotta love the pronoun game...'

"But first," Ayato continued, then suddenly grabbed my hand and pulled me before him. "Chibimushi,

Tell them."

'well fuck.'