Probably the heat. Because Hikaru wasn't taking in a single word. His eyes were somewhere else. Locked onto the side of Yoshiki's neck, where the sweat had gathered again, glinting just beneath the curve of his jaw. "You know," Hikaru said suddenly, "Your neck looks kinda beautiful right now." [ R 18 ] [ Yaoi ] [ Smut ] -cover official art, I'll change it to one I'm drawing soon

Hikaru's presence had always brought comfort to Yoshiki, they had become each other's sanctuary, and it was supposed to stay that way. So when Hikaru confessed, Yoshiki crushed his feelings right away-but that only made Hikaru grow greedier for his affection. He was willing to go to great lengths just to have him-even if it meant throwing their friendship out the window.

Hikaru died. Yoshiki, his best friend, is the only one who knows. "Hikaru", instead, tries his best to get Yoshiki to like him, but the weight of wearing his best friend's corpse feels like something that can't be forgiven. To Yoshiki, getting to know this new Hikaru isn't so bad, but the grief of not recognizing his best friend is eating him up. Can they really keep on living together, like one's life was made for the other? [CONTAINS SOME SMUT, all characters are over the age of consent] #1 in Hikaru (14/09/25) [All credit for characters and art featured in the cover goes to Mokumokuren]