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Coffee Mug

Nishiki: Geez, Kaneki is so possessive over that shitty coffee mug! He nearly took my arm off!

Hinami: That because it's special to Big Brother. Hide-san was the one who gave it to him after all.

Nishiki: Still. How special could a plain white cup be?!

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Kaneki happily finishes up his coffee and stares inside of the mug to see the message hidden there.

~I Fucking Love You!~

Kaneki (whispers): I fucking love you too, Hide.

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...So, Don't leave me now

Hide barely managed to swallow back the nightmare-fueled scream that was desperately trying to claw its way out of the tattered remains of his throat. His vision was blurry with tears and his breathing was labored due to the after-images of the reoccurring nightmare. Jumping when a heavy weight moved on his chest, Hide looked down to Kaneki's head resting there. Thankfully still asleep despite Hide's heart nearly beating out of his chest.

'Breathe, Hide,' the blonde thought to himself, forcing himself to relax. 'You're not there. He's not...hurting you anymore. It's...it's over now...' The fear still remained despite trying to reassure himself. The images from the nightmare were still there. The lingering phantom pain still sending pulsing aches across his body. And Kaneki was simply too close and the nightmare was too fresh in his mind.

It was too much. He had to get away.

Once secured in the tiny bathroom Hide sagged heavily against the sink. He avoided looking at the mirror, already knowing that his face would be pale and sweaty. Instead, he focused on his breathing until he finally had a better handle on his mental state.

'Maybe it was too soon after all,' the blonde thought, staring up at the ceiling. He knew something like this could happen, but he didn't have the heart to say no to his best friend. Not when he held onto the back of Hide's shirt before he could walk into his room, grey eyes pleading to be allowed to stay with him just a little longer.

"Damn puppy-dog eyes. Who could possibly say no to that?" Hide muttered to himself with a small chuckle. Slowly, he could feel the tension easing from bones. It was okay now. He was okay now. With a quick splash of water to his face and adjusting his ever-present scarf, Hide slipped back out of the bathroom only to find Kaneki awake and sitting up in bed.

"Hide," the ghoul whispered out. "Are you alright? When I woke up you weren't there."

A lie was already on his tongue. A deflection and a joke at the ready as well before the memory of the promise made not too long ago about not keeping secrets from each other reared its head. Grey eyes were staring into brown ones, silently begging for the truth. Hide once again couldn't disobey.

"It was...a nightmare. But it's okay, now! It's nothing to worry about. Really!" But the damage was done.

"It was a nightmare about the sewers, wasn't it?" Kaneki muttered dejectedly. Face crumbling with sadness, heartbreak, and every other thing Hide tried to ensure that his friend never felt when he was around. "I'm sorry for rushing us into this. It was too soon, and you're still hurting from my actions."

Kaneki stood up and was starting to make his way towards the door before Hide stopped him by quickly grabbing his arm.

"Kaneki, please listen to me." Hide gently layed a trembling hand against the ghoul's cheek, turning it so they could look eye to eye. "I love you. I love you more than anybody or anything in this world and that will never change!" Tears were starting to trickle down his cheeks, but he kept going. His most important person needed to hear this. "Yes, my nightmares sometimes...sometimes cause me to f-fear you a little, but that doesn't mean I love any less or not want you around. I was happy to let you spend the night with me because that meant I could wake up and see that you're alive and we were together again...so, don't leave me now."

The hug Hide received right afterwards was worth it no matter how painfully tight it was. He could feel tears soaking his scarf and shirt, but didn't try to move away as he ran his fingers through Kaneki's hair in a comforting gesture.

"Feel better?" Hide asked once Kaneki pulled back.

"Yeah," Kaneki replied, holding tight to one of the blond's hands and gently kissing it. "I love you, too." A small yawn suddenly escaped him, causing him to smile sheepishly. "C-Can we go back to bed?"

Feeling properly exhausted after all of that, Hide nodded sleepily and allowed himself to be tugged back into bed after the other. It took them a time to get back comfortable again, both a little unsure if the other was okay with the physical contact, but soon they allowed themselves to relax against each other and fall into a restful sleep.

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Kissy

I can totally imagine Hide carrying around a pair of plastic lips, and pressing them against Kaneki's cheeks and lips whenever he wants to show Kaneki some affection. And of course, Kaneki would return the gesture with kisses of his own.

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Jaded Heart

“Wait right here, okay? I’ll be back in a minute with our drinks.”

“…Okay…”

The blonde haired male watched as the other male with striking white hair left his side to complete his task. And once he disappeared inside the small café they were visiting did he let himself completely relax. Staring up at the cloudless blue sky, he sighed and rubbed his forehead in frustration. What exactly was his life right now? Straightening back up, he looked around the area before finding a weather-worn bench to sit down on while he waited for his companion to return. Afterwards, he let his chocolate brown eyes wander from person to person, store to store. Hoping against hope to get that spark of recognition from something, anything. But just like all the other times, his memory remained a blank.

‘Amnesia sure does suck,’ the blonde thought, slumping back against the bench. He sighed and let his fingers drum against his wooden seat as his eyes trained themselves on the door that the other male disappeared into. A frown appeared on his face as he thought about the chances of him escaping while his companion was occupied. The line he was standing in seemed a bit long. It might buy him a couple of minutes to get a good distance away before he became aware of his absence…no…that wouldn’t work. Even now he could feel those eyes on him, constantly looking back to make sure he was still there. And even if the white haired male wasn’t paying attention, he would always, always find him. That was something the blonde found out after a few days of meeting him.

Annoyance bubbled up inside him when he thought about that day. It was after the hospital released him, and allowed him to go to the apartment that apparently was his home even though it certainly didn’t feel like it anymore. He had been looking through…his things in hopes of jogging his broken memory when there came a knock on the door. Surprised to have a guest since no one had visited him in the hospital, he opened the door and came face-to-face with the person who was now his constant companion whether he liked it or not. He remembered staring into those grey eyes, those eyes that were filled with so many emotions before the air was almost crushed from his lungs from the powerful hug he received from the mysterious young man.

‘Hide…’ he had whispered breathlessly in his ear.

Hide. Or Hideyoshi Nagachika as the doctors called him when he first woke up in the blinding white hospital room. That was his name and apparently he must’ve been pretty close with the other male in order to have a nickname and lose his ability to breath. When he was finally allowed to push himself away he took a good look at the male with grey eyes and snowy white hair. His brain offered him nothing, but the feeling in his chest told him that he needed to know…

Bitterness…resentment…sorrow…

The pain in his chest had been so intense that he flung himself from the other’s arms and slammed the door in his face. It had been the first time since waking up that he felt anything from his past life. Whoever that man was, he had did a lot of damage to Hideyoshi…to him. Ever since then, the blonde wanted nothing to with the guy that caused his heart to ache, but no matter what he did or said, the man would remain close by. Either holding onto his hand, gripping the fabric of shirt, or placing a warm hand on the small of his back to lead him about whenever he set foot outside his door.

‘How did Nagachika…I…even deal with this guy? Seriously.’ Even after several months of recovery, the blonde still had trouble seeing himself as the man he once was. Despite the numerous stories his companion told him, the laughter and the smiles and the jokes that had once been apart of his personality, he couldn’t find it in himself to be that person. In fact, he wasn’t even sure someone like that could exist. And how could Hide…he…be that person when all he felt was pain whenever he was around the other male? Maybe once upon a time the pain wasn’t there, but something major must’ve happened between them. Would he ever remember?

“Hide, I’m back! Here’s your triple fudge iced latte with whipped cream!”

The blonde nodded his thanks and took the offered drink as the other man settled down on the bench next to him. His brown eyes took in the drink he was sure was going to be sugary sweet before glancing at his companion’s drink. Plain, black coffee. Like always. Honestly, did he ever drink anything else? The white haired male never offered up an explanation to why he liked his coffee black, just like he never offered to tell him his name.

“It’s not important.” The mysterious male had told him.

Taking a sip from his drink, he closed his eyes in bliss at the sweet flavor. At least his taste buds remained the same. Maybe this was how he stayed happy, all the sugar keeping him hyper.

“Are you enjoying your drink, Hide? You ordered this one a lot before.”

“It’s good,” he said simply.

“After this, do you want to take a walk around the park? Or maybe around campus?”

A shrug. “Sure.” Not like that would do him any good. If the previous walks to those places failed to trigger a memory, then he doubted anything would change this time around. But he allowed himself to be pulled up by the hand and lead away to their new destination.

~*OoOoO*~

The walk through the park had been a silent one as both men walked along the leaf covered path. Fall was setting in, but it was still pleasantly warm despite how late in the season it was. Brown eyes were glancing around the area as usual to see if anything looked familiar to him, but like always nothing jumped out at him. He was thankful that they avoided going to the college he used to attend because he couldn’t stand those looks of pity being thrown at him. It was bad enough when he was with his ever-present shadow.

Does he remember anything, yet?

Why does he act so different than before?

Are you sure this is the real Hide Nagachika and not some doppelganger?

Those were the whispers he could hear behind his back every time he went somewhere that his past-self used to frequent. And by now, he was sick of it. Sick of everything in his life right now. He slowed to a stop on the concrete path and stared up at the sky. He was tired, so very tired.

“Hide,” the other man questioned, stopping right along side him. “Is something the matter?”

Brown eyes stared at his white haired companion, taking in his entirety. This man’s very presence was putting a huge strain on him. He was always there, always trying to help him in someway despite all the times he clearly didn’t want him to. Maybe part of the problem was that the blonde wasn’t being firm enough. Even with the negative emotions that rose in his chest whenever the other male showed up, there was another part of him that was actually happy to see him, that welcomed his everyday presence by his side.

Suffice to say, it was hard dealing with the warring emotions and he just wanted it all to end.

“I’m thinking about moving to a different ward,” he started off with a sigh, ignoring the shocked look on the other male’s face. “From the way things are looking, I may never get back my memories and being around people who want me to be the person I once was is making me feel uncomfortable. I’ve already started looking at apartments and jobs, so hopefully at the end of the month I’ll be ready to move out.”

“I…okay…if that’s what you really want,” the white haired male said, looking unsure. “I can help you look and then we can…”

“No! There is no ‘we’!” He felt a twinge of guilt for his sudden outburst, but this needed to be said. “Look, I appreciate everything you’ve done for me, but I need to be away from you too. I just want a clean break from everyone and everything. Maybe when I…Hide…gets his memory back, he’ll return to this ward. But I have to leave or else I’ll go crazy.”

Just as he suspected, the white haired male didn’t take his plan so well. “But Hide, how will you survive?! You’re still recovering and you’ll be all by yourself out there! Please, please reconsider…!”

A chuckle that was tinted with ever present bitterness in his heart spilled from his lips. “I may not have any memories from my past, but this heart of mine seems to know all about being lonely.” The stricken look on the other’s face should have given him some pleasure, but it didn’t.

“H-Hide…please…”

“Save it. You have no idea what’s it’s like being around you all the time! Part of me wants to slap you while the other part of me wants to…wants to…!” he growled in frustration, turning to walk away from the other man. “It…hurts to be around you. Plain and simple. So I’ve come to decision to protect Hide’s heart and try to move on. Hell, someone has to since you sure as hell weren’t.” There was silence after that, both men absorbing what had just been said until…

“…Then hit me,” the other male whispered brokenly, dropping to his knees in front of the blonde male and clutching the fabric of his pants. “Slap me, punch me, beat me black and blue! Do anything that will help you vent some of that anger, but…but please, don’t leave me! I won’t be able to bear it if we separated again!” He was sobbing now. “I never thought I was hurting you this much and if I could take it all back, I would. Please, Hide…”

The blonde fist was clenched into a ball as hot, wet tears were bleeding through his pant leg. Part of him wanted to do just that. Just wanted to inflict at least a little damage to the man that hurt him so much, but a much larger part of him couldn’t bear to see the weeping male in pain. Hide wouldn’t want that and neither did he.

‘What do you want?’ he asked himself, his past self. What was it that Hideyoshi Nagachika wanted that spurred such powerful emotions regarding the person that was his best friend? Bending down, he placed his hands on the other’s cheeks, brushing away the tears that continued to fall. Seeing that broken expression on his face made something twist in his heart. He took no enjoyment seeing this kind of pain. Besides, even if he and Hide Nagachika were the same person that sort of punishment wasn’t his to give.

“I’m sorry,” he whispered softly, leaning his forehead against the other male’s. “Please don’t cry. I can’t bear to see you cry.” Something deep within himself was welling up and now tears of his own were escaping his eyes. The urge to protect this man, to alleviate any pain he was feeling was overriding every negative emotion he ever felt when they reunited with each other. Deep inside, the blonde could tell that this was something Hide…no…something he wanted to do.

Love…

The word hit him so hard that he was surprised that it didn’t occur to him earlier. Now all of the rampaging emotions in his heart made sense. He loved this man. Loved him so much that not even forgotten memories could make the love ebb. For once in his life since he woke up, his past life and current life matched wavelengths. ‘I love this man,’ the blonde thought before pressing his lips against the other male’s.

The kiss was chaste. A simple caress of lips before it deepened into something more. Those powerful arms wrapped around him once again and held him close as the kiss continued until the need for air separated them. Brown eyes flickered open and he could see a beautiful, happy, and relieved smile on the other’s face. It took his breath away, not just because of how wonderful it made him feel to see that smile, but because of that spark of recognition that went through him like a lightning bolt. Flickers of memories surrounding the man before him ran through his mind like an old picture show. He recalled bits and pieces of their childhood together, their good times and bad times, their friendship, but most importantly, he remembered a name.

“K-Kaneki…” Hide whispered, brown eyes dazed as his mind finally stopped whirling. If possible the smile on Kaneki’s face grew, tears of joy now running down his cheeks.

“Hide,” he breathed, pulling the blonde into another kiss.

There was still more to his past that Hide knew he had to rediscover, but for now, simply remembering the man he loved was enough.

OWARI

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Scent

Hide tiptoed as quietly as he could towards the bed he shared with his ghoul lover. He had just gotten home and taken a long hot shower to wash away all the dirt, grime, and most importantly the scents he picked up from today.

'It's so nice to Kaneki sleeping so peacefully.' Hide thought as he gently pulled back the bed covers and slipped underneath them. He had been cautious to make sure that he smelled solely as his lover, going so far as using his shampoo and wearing the half-ghoul's clothes to bed. The blonde let out a sigh of relief after completely sinking into bed and Kaneki remained asleep.

'Mission accomplished,' Hide thought with a smile and closed his eyes, readying himself to fall asleep...or so he thought. Brown eyes snapped open a second later when Kaneki let out a inauble groan, his nose doing a cute little wiggle as grey eyes slid open to regard his mate.

"...Hide," Kaneki said with a growl, kagune slowly emerging from his lower back.

"Eek! So much for all my hard work!" Hide squealed as Kaneki pounced on him. "Honestly, 'Neki! I can't help that my co-workers are touchy-feely! Besides, they know I'm yours! Eep! Not there!"

"Doesn't matter," the ghoul muttered petulantly, not letting up until it was only his scent that remained on his blonde lover's skin.

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PokeGhoul

I really want to write a Hidekane pokemon AU fanfic with Umbreon!Kaneki and Espeon!Hide XP

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“Can I take it off for you this time?”

Hide’s hands went still at the request, hovering a little just below his face. He gave some thought to the request before letting his hands drop back down to his sides and giving the other male a nod.

Kaneki smiled, grateful to be giving permission. His hands were gentle as they set about their task and with a few careful tugs here and there the mask slipped free from Hide’s face.

Silver eyes lit up upon seeing his most precious person’s face after such a long, hard day. His skin was flushed with heat and his golden hair that now fell below his shoulders was slightly damp with sweat. To Kaneki, he was absolutely beautiful. When he said as much, Hide let out an embarrassed squeak and turned an even deeper red.

It was cute, the shyness his human displayed whenever Kaneki complimented him or showered him with affection. And his soft squeaks. Kaneki felt like he was addicted to those noises the other male would make and he was always wanting to discover more. If he had to guess which noise was his favorite then he would probably have to pick the surprised squeak Hide would make whenever he stole a kiss. Or maybe it was the shuddering sigh that those sweet lips released whenever Kaneki brushed his lips the sensitive skin on Hide’s neck.

(I think you like teasing me too much.)

The ghoul found himself chuckling at the message and his human’s adorable pouting face. He wouldn’t deny that he thoroughly enjoyed making Hide’s face heat up. The blonde wasn’t one to blush very often when they were younger, so it was a delight to be able to make him do so now.

“I can’t help it. You’re just so cute when you’re embarrassed.” He then leaned forward and captured Hide’s lips in a searing kiss, causing his human to let another squeak, but happily kiss back.

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From a Distance

I kinda like the idea of Hide-Scarecrow being close to Kaneki to watch out for him, yet keeping a good distance between them so Kaneki won't recognize him. But overtime, Kaneki can't help but take notice of him despite only getting to watch him from afar. The way Scarecrow moves, and acts, all of his mannerisms remind him painfully of his lost friend. Kaneki tries desperately to keep his hope from building up too much, lest he be faced with the crushing weight of disappointment. Yet, every time he tries to tell himself the masked figure isn't Hide, he would catch a very faint, but achingly familiar scent whenever the wind blew just right.

Desperately, Kaneki would try to approach the masked figure, wanting to know for sure that it wasn't his missing friend hiding beneath the mask. Yet, every time he tries to get near him, Scarecrow would suddenly disappear. It was both frustrating and amazing how easily the guy could make himself scarce in Kaneki's presence. Upon realizing that the masked man would keep his distance with each approach, Kaneki decided to try and make the Scarecrow come to him. If the mysterious man was indeed his longlost friend then there was one, surefire way to know.

Before the Scarecrow masked figure could pull off another one his disappearing acts, Kaneki called out in his most anguished voice,

"I'm lonely. Sniff...I'm so lonely..."

In an instant, the masked man froze on the spot before turning around and rushing towards Kaneki, arms wide open in that familiar way that Hide would do right before he hugged him tight and swung him around, only realizing too late what he was doing. Kaneki doesn't give him a chance to escape and quickly wraps him up in his kagune and pulls the struggling figure to his person. Burying his nose into the crook of the other man's neck, he breathed in deeply the scent that has been haunting him for the past few days. It smelt of sunshine and sunflowers. A scent that was unmistakably Hide.

"Hide...Hide..." Kaneki whispered, tears flowing freely down his cheeks. He never thought he would get the chance to hold his best friend again. Eventually, the struggling stopped and warm arms returned the embrace. An affectionate, but garbled voice whispers his name.

"...neki...

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Good Gravy

I don't think I've been this emotionally drained from reading Killing Stalking before. I may regret Sangwoo getting arrested.

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I Only See You

It had been an accident, really.

Kaneki had went to Hide’s room to check on him and see if he needed anything. That and just to reaffirm that his longlost best friend was actually here with him and not just some hallucination or dream. He had went to the door and knocked, but upon receiving no answer he had let himself in to make sure nothing was wrong with Hide.

The bedroom was empty and Kaneki could distantly hear the sound of the shower running in the bathroom, but his mind wasn’t really focused on that, but rather the familiar mask that was lying on the bed.

The Scarecrow Mask.

Hide’s scarecrow mask.

His breath quickened at the prospect of seeing his best friend without his ever present mask. Half of him wanted to leave immediately and respect his human’s privacy, but the other and much louder half wanted to stay and finally see what Hide looked like after their long separation.

But in the end, the choice was taken from him when the bathroom door opened and Hide walked out with a cloud of steam.

Both men froze at the sight of each before Hide let out a strangled squeak and tried to return to the bathroom.

“Hide wait!” Kaneki cried, quickly grabbing the hand of his fleeing friend. He could feel Hide struggle to free himself while also keeping his face hidden as much as possible. A steady stream of choked whimpers falling from his lips.

“Hide please, it’s okay,” Kaneki whispered in a soothing voice, trying to calm his friend. “You don’t have to hide yourself from me. I want…I want us to be able to trust each other again, like we used to. I don’t want us to have anymore secrets between us.”

Gradually, Hide calmed down though he still was turned away from the ghoul. With trembling hands, he made a motion for his notepad. The white haired male was quick to fufill the request though he was loath to release Hide’s hand. He watched patiently as Hide wrote down something on his notepad before showing him the message.

(I don’t want to upset you)

Kaneki had always known that Hide was hiding his injuries for his benefit, that he didn’t want Kaneki to feel bad for hurting him as bad as he had. But as horrible and guilty the ghoul would feel upon seeing the damage he had done to his friend, he needed to show the other that he would love and accept him just the same. Just like Hide had done for him. He told the human as such and was relieved to see Hide hold up his notepad again that said,

(Alright, but don’t complain that I’m not cute anymore.)

Slowly, but surely Hide finally turned around and Kaneki got his look at his friend’s face. His chest tightened at the sight of scarring on his human’s neck and face. Tears sprung into his eyes. How could he have done such a thing to his most beloved friend?! And how could Hide even stand to be around him after all the pain he’s caused him?!

Hide noticed his sorrow and quickly wrote a new message.

(I knew it was too soon. I knew you’d be bothered by my hide-ousness)

A chuckle fell from Kaneki’s lips despite how horrible he was feeling. Only Hide could pull off such a feat. Before he could stop himself he had the other wrapped in a hug, nuzzling gently at the scarred flesh on Hide’s neck.

“I don’t think you’re hideous,” he whispered, lips grazing the sensitive skin and causing the other to shiver. “I think you’re beautiful, smart, caring, wonderful, sweet, and most of all, absolutely adorable. Just like you’ve always been.” Kaneki smiled when he felt the skin underneath his lips start to warm up. Pulling back, he could see the bright blush spread across his cheeks.

“So cute,” the white haired male said, pressing his lips against those burning cheeks. “So perfect.”

(Don’t you think you’re laying it on a little thick? You don’t have to say all that just to make me feel better.)

Kaneki simply shook his head and cupped Hide’s glowing cheeks. He made sure to have the blonde’s undivided attention so he could read the sincerity in his eyes and voice.

“Hide, I love you. I love you so much and there is nothing in the world that will change that. I don’t see your scars, I only see you.”

A smile that lit up the whole room spread across Hide’s face before he shot forward and connected his lips with Kaneki’s.

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In response to every post that lists everything that could go wrong now that Hide has returned.

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Shrugs

I don't know why, but I really want to see Hide write this on his notebook when he finds out about Touka's pregnancy.

Hide: (Your pull-out game weak af, Kaneki.)

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Their First Night

I can't help but imagine that Kaneki would like to sleep in the same bed as Hide for their first night back together. Hide agrees to this, but refuses to remove his mask. This of course makes Kaneki sad, but he can't help but smile since Hide sleeps with his ever present notebook with (Zzzzz...) written on it.

Bonus

During the middle of the night, Kaneki goes full octopus and has Hide wrapped up in arm, legs, and kagune. Kaneki wakes up to Hide repeatedly jabbing him in the face with his notebook that says: (I have to pee! I have to pee! I have to pee! D:)

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Reunion

So after all the hugs and tears and other happy things between Hide and Kaneki, I demand to see to Hide hold up a sign expressing how buff Kaneki has become in his absence. Hide appreciating Kaneki's muscles might make Kaneki happy, no?

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My Sunshine Boy

For so long I would just check on Tumblr to see if anyone had any information on Hide's whereabouts. Who would've thought today would be the day my boy would return? Thank you, Ishida. Thank you Tumblr.

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Killing Stalking Ch. 31

Applauds: Sangwoo, you magnificent bastard.

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First Touch (An Uncomfortable Truth Fic)

Sweet. That was the first word that popped into Yoseob’s mind when his lips contacted the those that belonged to his older brother, Jaeha. He had always known that his brother would taste good, but didn’t expect him to be so delicious! He moaned in delight when his tongue grazed the moist skin of Jaeha’s lips. He wanted to be granted entry into that mouth, but unfortunately the older male was trying to push him away at the moment. Disappointment filled him, but he moved back a bit. “Y-Yoseob…!” Jaeha sputtered, his breathing uneven as he tried to figure out what the heck was going on with his little brother while also trying to refill his air-deprived lungs. “What…? W-Why are you…?!” His sluggish and sleepy mind struggled to figure out why Yoseob was in his room at such a late hour, sitting on top of him, and…and…! Yoseob couldn’t help but giggle at his sibling. People were always calling Yoseob cute, but to him, Jaeha was the most adorable thing on the planet. He was so easily flustered. Especially now, his face was so red that it practically glowed in the darkened room. He placed a hand on Jaeha’s warm cheek, stroking the reddened skin a bit. “I wanted to know what it felt like to kiss someone, Hyung.” Teal eyes blinked. And then blinked again. “O-Oh,” he finally said. His mind still not firing on all cylinders. He gave his head a firm shake before getting up. Well, trying to, at least. Yoseob’s body was successfully keeping him pinned to the bed. “B-But, Yoseob…you shouldn’t be wasting your kisses on me, your bro! You need to save those for your special someone!” The dark-haired male giggled again. His ebony eyes twinkling with mirth before he dived down and laid another kiss on his brother’s unguarded lips. “There is no one more special to me than you, Hyung.” And that was the truth. To him, Jaeha was his most important, precious person. And… “…And I wanted to be your first kiss.” Teal eyes opened so wide that it seemed like they would pop out of his head. His mouth was opening and closing, but no words were coming out. Most likely, the red-head was trying to formulate the words on why brothers weren’t supposed to kiss, or something close to that. But in the end, all he could choke out was, “W-Why would you just assume that you’re m-my first k…kiss…?!” “Oh, am I wrong?” Yoseob hummed, something hardening in those ebony irises, yet the smile remained in place. There wasn’t anyone he could think of that could’ve stolen his Hyung’s precious first kiss. It couldn’t be anyone in his group of friends from school. Yura? A flash of anger coursed through his veins. No, he was sure he scared that…noona away. If possible, Jaeha’s face turned a deeper shade of red. “W-Well no, but…” “Good.” Once again Yoseob claimed his brother’s lips. He was in luck this time around because he managed to catch the other with his lips parted. His tongue quickly began to map out the nooks and crannies of Jaeha’s mouth. He moaned happily at the taste. His brother tasted sweeter than the fruity beverages he liked to drink during recess. More intoxicating than any wine. He let his tongue interact with the other’s, teasing and cajoling it into dancing with his. There was hesitation at first, but Jaeha slowly started kissing back, his soft moan filling the room. Pulling back from the kiss, Yoseob stared down at the figure below him. His Hyung’s eyes were closed and his swollen, pink lips were parted as he tried to catch his breath. His cheeks were still flushed and his dark red hair was plastered to his forehead with sweat. All in all, it was an enchanting sight. “Hyung…” Yoseob intoned out softly, his hand caressing his brother’s cheek again. He smiled when those dazed teal orbs focused on him. “Hyung, I want more.” Alarm filled the older male. “We can’t possibly continue this!” he exclaimed, struggling to remove the body pressing him down to the bed. They had already gone far enough as it is! What would their parents think if they ever found out? What sort of trouble would break out if anyone found out about this?! “We should stop now before…ahhh~!” Yoseob smiled sweetly at his moaning and squirming sibling. He was just too cute sometimes. “Your body is much more honest, Hyung,” he replied as he ground his hips down against Jaeha’s. He sighed happily as he listened to his brother’s moans and pants as he continued grinding their clothed, heated members against each other. “I can tell that it wants us to continue.” “…Ha…Y-Yoseob, I don’t t-thin-mmph!” Jaeha felt his mind blur when he was kissed again. A pleasant shiver went down Yoseob back when he saw how Jaeha went pliant with just a kiss. It was exciting to have his most precious person succumb to him, to be weakened and intoxicated by his touch. He then released those soft lips in order to place biting kisses on the other’s exposed neck. Every now and again he would bite into the flesh to leave a mark that no shirt would cover. That would show everyone that Jaeha was already taken! Jaeha was briefly aware that his shirt was being removed from his person. He wanted to object to that, but the continuous grinding and the hot mouth trailing down his neck and to his chest were proving to be a good distraction. He never thought he would feel as good as he did right now, and never would’ve thought his little brother would be causing such feelings to well up inside him! A sharp gasp escaped when he felt a particularly hard bite to his one of his nipples before the hurt was soothed with a gentle lap of tongue. The older male tried to cover up his noises with a hand, but Yoseob wasn’t having any of that. “Mom and Dad won’t be coming home tonight, so you can be as loud as you want, Hyung,” the dark-haired boy said with a smile. “I want to hear everything.” The small bedroom was filled soft moans and gasps as Yoseob proceeded to lick every inch of his brother’s naked, heated skin. He happily took note that Jaeha’s weak-points were his neck, chest, earlobes, and the back of his thighs. Just one touch was enough to drive the other male wild with desire. “AH! Ha…oh…(gasp)…Y-Yoseob, I’m…ah…close…!” While Jaeha was distracted in his haze of lust, Yoseob quickly slipped a finger into his mouth, coating the digit with saliva before pushing his hand down his brother’s pants. His fingers briefly brushed against the straining arousal and balls, before making it to the hidden entrance. With a gentle, yet unrelenting prod, his finger slid inside the warm cavern. He heard Jaeha squeak in discomfort, but didn’t let it stop him from pushing in further. Once deep inside, he crooked his finger just so to push against that secret pleasure spot while also giving a hard thrust of his hips. It was enough to send Jaeha over the edge with a scream. “Ahhh~! Ah! Ah! Yoseob! Yoseob!” Yoseob could feel a blossoming of warmth underneath him as Jaeha came in his pajama pants. He too had found release upon hearing his treasured person scream his name just like a lover would. That alone had made him very happy. Reluctantly, the ebony eyed boy slipped from his perch to get clean clothes for the both of them. Jaeha lay still in the bed, passed out from all of the excitement and sensations done to him. After cleaning and dressing them both, Yoseob crawled back into bed and snuggled in his brother’s limp arms. He was sure that Jaeha would have a lot of questions in the morning, but for now he was content to bask in the quiet afterglow until then. Snagging one of Jaeha’s hands, he intertwined their fingers and let his eyes close for the night. “Good night, Hyung…”