[BL Fanfiction] Gold Medal of Flame ⑫
Matsui went home.
Confirming this from the second-floor window, Shinkai heads down to the first floor.
"You two were talking for quite a long time today."
Shinkai says, clattering as he places a tea set on a tray.
"..."
Arakita is standing still by the table.
"I was getting restless halfway through, wondering if you'd run out of tea or if you needed a refill. But I held back. Haha."
Shinkai smiles at him, as if asking to be praised.
"...What..."
"Huh?"
"What kind of conscience is that! Acting all high and mighty, me!!"
"!!"
Startled by Arakita's sudden outburst, Shinkai hurriedly sets the tray he had been holding back down on the table.
"Everything I said to Matsui-san is just a boomerang coming right back at me!!"
Yasutomo!
Arakita held his head in both hands and shouted loudly.
Shinkai grabbed his shoulders and held Arakita down.
Do I have a conscience! I am a lump of ego! I crossed the line to fulfill my own desires!!
Calm down, Yasutomo!
Arakita shook his head violently and wailed.
Someone like me is what you call a mad scientist!!
Yasutomo!!
Shinkai held the weeping, struggling Arakita in a tight embrace.
I...!
!
Arakita grabbed Shinkai's head firmly with both hands.
I wanted you so badly...!
Pulling his head closer, Arakita pressed his lips against Shinkai's.
!!
Shinkai is surprised.
Arakita keeps his hand on Shinkai's head, pressing his lips firmly against his.
"..."
Before long, Shinkai closes his eyes with an enchanted expression.
Arakita's passion is transmitted through their lips.
Sensing a different kind of affection than before, he surrenders himself.
"...Hah!!"
Thud!!
Arakita comes to his senses, pushing Shinkai's chest to shove him away.
"Yasutomo...?"
"...Sorry...! I...!"
Arakita keeps his distance, wiping his lips with the back of his hand.
"Why are you apologizing?"
"..."
Arakita has gone deathly pale.
"That just now. It was a kiss, right? The kind that people who love each other share..."
"...!!"
Arakita makes a face that says, 'Oh no!'
"I'm happy, Yasutomo..."
Shinkai gazes at Arakita with languid eyes.
"..."
However, Arakita slowly shakes his head and backs away.
"I liked it, that kiss. Yasutomo's lips were soft, warm, and it felt amazing."
Shinkai smiles shyly and licks his own lips.
"T-that was... a mistake. Forget it.""
Arakita said in a trembling voice.
"Forget it? That's impossible. It's already been intensely imprinted on me."
Shinkai looked bewildered.
Then, he spread his arms and slowly approached Arakita.
"Hey, Yasutomo... Do it one more time. A kiss."
"...!!"
Arakita shouted.
"No! Get out!"
"!!"
Shinkai stopped moving, startled.
"I'm sorry! Leave me alone! Please!!"
"Eh... why?"
Please...! Shinkai... I'm sorry...!
...
Seeing Arakita looking genuinely upset and apologetic, Shinkai, not understanding the meaning, makes a disappointed expression.
...
However, he eventually lifts the tray and quietly leaves the reception room as told.
Click.
Thud!!
Arakita punches the table with his fist.
What am I doing...
Thud!!
He punches the table once more.
"What! The hell! Am I doing!!"
After shouting, he clutched his head and dropped to his knees on the floor with a thud.
"Aaaah! My head... it's going to snap...! No, I must have already gone crazy...!"
Tears welled up in his eyes again.
"What... on earth am I supposed to do..."
He collapsed onto the floor, still clutching his head.
"Someone... tell me...!"