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"I have something for you."
Reo paused, lowering the towel from his wet hair as he turned towards his partner. Nagi's gray eyes shone fervently in return from where he sat on the edge of his bed.
"You do?" Reo smiled widely as he crossed their hotel shared room. Water beaded down his damp strands, dripping onto the towel slung around his neck; face still flushed from his shower. "What is it?"
"A present," Nagi's voice was characteristically both monotonous and hushed, betraying little intention to Reo. It wasn't like Nagi to gift Reo, often it was the other way around.
Nagi leaned forward, fists running down the top of his thighs until they clenched around his knees, both bouncing with anticipation. Reo's smile softened gently, approaching his partner.
"No need to be nervous," Reo laughed not unkindly, taking a seat across Nagi on the edge of his own bed. "Thank you for the present. You didn't have to, treasure."
And Reo meant it wholeheartedly.
Afterall, three years following their fated promise, his and Nagi's dreams had finally been brought to fruition. Reo's body was a live wire; thrumming with residual electricity from their earlier victory.
Holding the golden World Cup trophy, hand in hand with Nagi, was the greatest gift Reo could have ever hoped to receive.
Underneath the rain of confetti, the rest of the Japanese National Team's cheering and crying buzzing around them, Nagi's eyes held Reo enraptured.
He had never seen his treasure so happy; cheeks tinged pink with adrenaline and exhaustion, gray wide eyes shining ardently. Reo felt his own eyes sting with tears at the minute smile that crossed Nagi's flushed face.
And when Nagi spoke, the trophy's gold reflecting in his glistening eyes, he set Reo's heart aflame with a simple, "Thank you, Reo."
It was more than anything he could have ever imagined receiving when he first asked Nagi to join him.
"I wanted to," Nagi responded, bringing Reo out of his absent-minded reverie.
"You're really spoiling me today," Reo teased cheekily. "First the World Cup and now another present?"
Wordlessly, Nagi rummaged through the duffle bag on his bed, bringing out an unassuming brown box.
"I'm not good with words," Nagi admitted, voice tender as he held the parcel between them with both hands. "I hope Reo understands."
With a small smile, Reo opened the box, glancing at the inside before looking back up at his partner. Nagi stared back expectantly, gray eyes doing their best to convey a message with his lips pressed firmly into a straight line.
"A candied apple?"
Nagi nodded, doing little to answer Reo's question.
"That is very sweet of you, thank you Nagi," Reo grinned broadly, turning the box in his hands. "I guess it is customary to celebrate a victory with something sweet."
Nagi pursed his lips momentarily at the response. When Reo didn't continue, Nagi hesitantly licked his lips before speaking.
"Do you remember what you told me when we went to Harajuku?"
"Ah, I do!" Reo was quick to remove the candied apple, holding it up between them. In a mirror of their previous outing, he smiled blindingly at Nagi.
In the light of their bedside lamp, the red candied glaze shimmered, refracting the warm glow in its pristine surface. Past the apple, Reo met Nagi's eyes, still holding something unreadable in their shine.
"You vowed to play soccer with me," Reo twirled the apple fondly. After a beat, he cocked a short brow, narrowing his eyes at Nagi. "Is this your way of telling me you completed the promise?"
"Kind of."
"I didn't know you were so cheeky," Reo teased, setting the gift aside on his bed. "Fine, you win, our vow is done. You don't have to play soccer anymore."
"It's not that— what about your promise to me?" Nagi angled closer to Reo, face nearing his own.
Reo let out an amused chuckle as ruffled Nagi's downy white hair. "Okay, okay, fine with the World Cup done, our partnership is officially over."
Nagi shook his head, gently removing Reo's hand in his hair to instead enclose it in his slender fingers.
"No, Reo, you don't get it."
"What don't I get?" Reo tilted his head, uneven bangs swaying, as he considered Nagi's blank face.
Nagi brought the hand he held up to his lips, pressing a feather light kiss to it as he knelt down in the space between their beds.
When Reo jumped back in shock, pulling back as if he was burnt, Nagi held on insistently.
"Would it be okay if we stayed partners; together like this?"
"H-Huh?" Reo felt the back of his neck heat up as his cheeks flushed violently.
Still kneeling at the edge of Reo's bed, Nagi's eyes softened as he whispered against his knuckles. His partner's lips ghosting against his skin sent an intoxicated shiver up Reo's spine as he watched Nagi breathlessly.
"Without football, could I still be your treasure?"
Without football?
Reo's heart thudded audibly in his chest as he turned the question over and over in his mind, letting the viscous words drip slowly through his mind. What did their partnership mean outside of football? Outside of the World Cup?
Reo's mind wandered back to the candied apple next to him, thinking back to when he and Nagi visited Harajuku not too long after first meeting.
He had only just convinced Nagi to tag along, the other noncommittally agreeing to Reo's World Cup dreams. When he made Nagi promise all those years ago, he had really only ever seen the trophy as their end goal.
To be completely honest, Reo had never considered their future past today.
"Reo?"
Nagi's voice was so, so delicate, more soft and fragile than Reo had ever heard it. It pulled achingly at his chest, a familiar feeling he had long associated with Nagi.
What did the future hold for them? Reo knew that his own path, set with eventually taking his place as heir to Mikage Corporation, held no room for football, at least professionally.
But did it also mean a future without Nagi?
"I-" Reo started, feeling his hands clam as his eyes flitted around the room, looking everywhere but at Nagi.
"So you only wanted me for football," Nagi released Reo's hand, letting his own fall limp at his side, voice barely breaking the room's deafening silence.
Would it mean he wouldn't see Nagi again; his endearing treasure, so blunt and earnest in everything he did.
His matted hair first thing in the morning, sleepy eyes and a tangle of lazy limbs at Reo's side. His comforting presence, his soft hums in agreements in response to Reo's zealous chattering. The way he lulled to sleep whenever Reo tenderly caressed his white locks, long lashes fluttering with content.
Reo, so singularly focused on the World Cup, on improving his football skills to play equally alongside Nagi, never realized how much his partner had bled into his everyday life.
For Nagi, whose football came easily, what had these past three years meant to him?
"What do I mean to you?" Reo asked, mouth faster than his lagging brain.
Nagi's gray eyes widened as he stared up, before speaking so reverently the heat blossoming in Reo's heart burned impossibly brighter.
"Reo is everything to me."
Oh.
Nagi continued, voice soft as he whispered in lieu of Reo's silence. "I played football, I won the World Cup; I would do anything Reo asked me."
"Nagi..."
Reo's heart was threatening to beat out of his chest, rendered speechless by the blatant honesty in Nagi's voice. Reo's thoughts raced dizzyingly around him, a whirlpool of confusion close to swallowing him whole.
And what would Reo do for Nagi?
Looking down at his treasure's unwavering stare, Reo's heart fluttered uncontrollably.
Reo didn't even need to ask himself to know that he would do anything for Nagi. Since they've met, when has he not?
And if they never saw each other again after the World Cup? Would Nagi remember to eat? To dry his hair after he bathed? And if he got lonely, who would keep him company?
Reo wondered the same for him. A Nagi-sized hole in his life seemed impossible to fill.
Nagi reached a hand out to rest gently on top of Reo's, grounding him as his rampant emotions clawed at his chest. Each breath seemed tighter than the one before it.
"Would Reo ask me to be his treasure forever?"
At Nagi's soft plea, Reo's heart ached tenderly.
With a trembling hand, he cupped Nagi's cheek, smiling gently at the way his treasure endearingly leaned into the touch.
Reo drew closer to Nagi's face, taking in the way his partner's breath hitched subtly. Through hooded eyes, Nagi searched Reo's face, flicking from his affectionate stare to his parted lips.
"Yes."
Nagi raised up from where he knelt, bridging the gap between them with a soft kiss.
"Promise me," Nagi whispered, words ghosting Reo's lips.
"I promise."
a year later
"Sorry I got home so late, the company dinner went over," Reo slipped underneath their shared silken covers, pressing a chaste kiss to Nagi's tangled white locks. "How was your practice today?"
"Mm, hassle," Nagi set his phone aside, leaning further into Reo's warmth. "Our coach isn't as good as Reo."
"You say that everyday," Reo laughed, tenderly running his fingers through Nagi's hair as his partner's arms encircled his waist. "Are you ready to sleep?"
"Wait, Reo," Nagi disentangled himself, scrambling out of the mess of limbs and sheets. "I have something for you."
"That should be my line, an apology for not having dinner with you," Reo teased, sticking his tongue out as Nagi rummaged through his bedside table.
"Here, Reo."
Between his hands, Nagi held out a familiar unassuming brown parcel, reminiscent of his post World Cup gift.
"This looks like the-"
Reo's voice stopped as he lifted the candied apple. On the red apple's stick was a golden ring, shining brighter than the candied glow in their bedroom's ambiance.
"N-Nagi," Reo looked back up at his partner, Nagi's doe-like gray eyes already lingering heavily on his own.
"Reo, I love you more than life itself," Nagi intertwined their fingers around the apple's stem. "Would you let me stay by your side forever?"
Shocked, Reo gaped at both Nagi and the golden band, unable to speak for a few beats. And when he did, he broke out in a boisterous laugh, gradually petering out into soft chuckles.
"Reo?" Nagi quizzically tilted his head as Reo removed his hands.
Instead, he reached over to his end table, pulling out a palm-sized velvet box.
"You beat me to it, Seishirou," Reo's voice wavered with mirth. "I had dinner plans and everything set up."
As he slipped the thin silver band around Nagi's finger, Reo's eyes burned with unbridled affection. Nagi's own gaze widened, gray eyes glossed over with a tender sheen.
"For the rest of our lives, Nagi Seishirou vows to stay with Mikage Reo," Reo whispered, clasping their hands together the moment Nagi finished placing the golden band on his finger.
"I promise you, Reo," Nagi replied, voice delicate and fragile as he leaned in to capture Reo's lips.
Reo set the boxes on his side table, bringing Nagi down on top of him in their bed. His lips hovered over Nagi's ears, delighting in the way his treasure visibly shivered as he whispered.
"Should we celebrate our engagement?"
"My wife is so cheeky," Nagi mumbled, face heating scarlet as he closed the distance between them.
Nagi's lips were warm and pliable against Reo's, sucking at his plump lower lip. When Nagi slipped his wet tongue into his mouth, Reo openly moaned, tightening the hold around his partner's neck.
"And my husband is so good," Reo panted into Nagi's mouth, rolling his hips upward to meet his treasure's hardened length. At the sudden pressure, Nagi inhaled sharply, canting his hips downward to increase the pleasure.
"Reo, Reo," Nagi groaned in near fervor, mouthing his way down the column of Reo's pale neck with harsh pants. His tongue lapped against Reo's vein, hips rutting in response to Reo's soft whimpers.
Nagi sucked eagerly at Reo's slender collarbone, pulling down the hem of his shirt to expose more unblemished skin. In between cries and desperate rolls of his hips, Reo's hands weaved through Nagi's messy locks, tugging lightly at the strands.
Incensed, Nagi pushed up the bottom of Reo's shirt, exposing his hardened nipples to the bedroom's cool air. Immediately, he latched on to a pink bud, lavishing it hungrily with his tongue as he rolled the other between calloused fingers.
"My wife is so cute," Nagi nipped at a rosy bud, the other hand skirting down Reo's toned chest, trailing down the sparse fine hair above his waistband.
"S-Seishirou," Reo grasped blindly at Nagi's face, purple eyes hazy with pleasure. "K-Kiss me."
Never one to deny his partner, Nagi reached up quickly to capture Reo's puffy red lips. Through his white lashes, Nagi's darkened eyes scanned Reo's flushed face as he slipped his hand past his waistband.
With a firm grasp on Reo's leaking member, Nagi began with slow languid strokes, removing his lips to lightly mouth at Reo's jaw. Nagi rutted against Reo's thigh when his partner arched upwards, wantonly moaning at the pleasure.
"Let your husband make you feel good," Nagi whispered, sucking at the expanse of skin under Reo's jawline. When he pressed his thumb against Reo's slick head, his partner trembled, nodding fervently as he bit down on his reddened lips.
"Y-You make me feel so good," Reo babbled, letting out another sharp gasp when Nagi's long fingers ghosted over his hole, dragging slowly over his balls and running with a feather light touch up his vein.
At the praise, Nagi's breath stuttered.
"I'd give you everything," Nagi breathed earnestly, lowering himself to Reo's parted legs as he pulled the other's pants and boxers off. "I love you so much."
" Hah , I l-love you," Reo murmured back, pressing the heel of his palms against his eyes as Nagi bit his inner thigh. At the sensation, Reo pulled the sheets towards his mouth to stifle a keening whine.
Nagi grunted, pressing his sensitive hard cock into the bed, seeking a slight friction to temporarily relieve himself. His own weeping head was making a mess of his briefs, and yet he was unable to stop in his ministrations.
"Let me take care of you," Nagi licked a strip up Reo's thigh, dangerously edging towards his hips. With a firm grasp, he pulled Reo closer until his legs were slung over his broad back, fluttering hole and reddened member laid before him.
"Seishirou," Reo let out a drawn out moan as Nagi flattened his tongue over his hole. Unable to stop at Reo's pleasured words, Nagi humped the mattress desperately, lapping and prodding at Reo's hole with a matched fervor.
Nagi's slender fingers joined his eager tongue, twisting and thrusting into Reo, seamlessly finding his partner's prostate. For all they've made love, Nagi could never grow tired of Reo's pants and moans, delighting in the way his partner unabashedly desired him.
"You're so good to me," Reo's own hands found their way to his pebbled nipples, running his delicate hands lightly over his chest.
Nagi stared unbroken, cock straining in his precum soaked briefs, surely wetting the sheets below, as he watched Reo adoringly gaze back.
Thin purple irises ringed blown out pupils, blush spread over his cheekbones and down to his heaving chest; Reo tenderly reached out to graze Nagi's white locks before cupping his flushed cheek.
"I love you, Seishirou."
At Reo's ardent words, Nagi's hand shot down to quickly grip his own member tightly at the base, desperately trying to stave off his own release. He was so, so close and he wasn't sure how much more of Reo's affection and praise he could take.
But he wanted to be good for Reo, to make him feel as good as he made Nagi feel everyday.
"I'm gonna cum as soon as I put it in," Nagi hoarsely admitted, sitting back on his knees as he pulled his flushed member out of his briefs.
Just the sight of Reo's eyes languidly trailing Nagi's frame, from his wet flushed cock to his panting face, sent his member twitching uncontrollably.
Reo smiled softly, eyes foggy with pleasure, as he pulled his knees up to his chest, parting his legs for Nagi.
"Won't you be a good husband and cum in your wife?" Reo whispered, his own cock dribbling precum over his stomach, tantalizingly dripping down his toned sides.
Nagi bit down on his bottom lip so hard he was sure it would bleed. Not to mention the vice-like grip he had on the base of his cock, his weeping member begging for release.
"Y-yeah," Nagi breathlessly responded, lubing up his cock with firm strokes before lining up to Reo's fluttering hole.
Nagi slipped his head in, groaning at the blindingly tight warm pressure. Reo wasn't faring much better, arching into Nagi as he threw his head back, moaning as his purple hair haloed his flushed face.
"Ah, so good Nagi," Reo keened. "M-more, more."
"Reo," Nagi drunkenly slurred, thrusting shortly into Reo, still fisting the base of his hardened member. He wasn't sure if he could even bottom out, Reo's hole tightening and fluttering around him incessantly as his own member wept uncontrollably. "So tight."
Nagi reached down to Reo's hard cock, hoping to relieve his partner's mounting pressure. Instead, Reo slapped Nagi's hand away, wrapping his arms around his neck to bring Nagi towards his parted lips.
"Let me cum on your cock and your cock only," Reo sighed, voice edging on a whine, tongue coming out to lick into Nagi's open mouth.
As their lips slid against each other, a mess of teeth as they swallowed one another's moans and gasps, Nagi was finally able to bottom out. He removed the hand around the base of his member to instead fist the sheets around Reo's head.
"I can't last, Reo," Nagi whimpered into their kiss, warm breath intermingling with Reo's. His hips stuttered with each hard thrust, deep into Reo, making his partner mewl at each punctuated rut. "You feel t-too good."
Reo removed his arms from Nagi's shoulders, instead holding onto his extended arms, tenderly kissing at his wrist, mouthing up his forearm.
"Cum in me Seishirou, be good for me. My treasure ."
At that, Nagi brokenly moaned, burying his head into the crook of Reo's shoulder. His body shook with the tremors of his long awaited release, cumming hard and bathing his cock in warm seed deep inside Reo.
"Ah, hah, I'm c-close," Reo nipped at Nagi's wrist, hips rolling desperately against his. At the tighter pleasure, Nagi's oversensitive cock sent sharp heat through his abdomen. "Seishirou, a-ah."
Even as the sensation built to an overwhelming crescendo, bordering on too much pleasure it bled into pain, Nagi frantically thrusted into Reo, trying his best to hit his prostate head on. He panted wildly into Reo's shoulders, biting down on the exposed skin.
"Reo," Nagi groaned reverently, sucking harshly at the tendon. White sparks flashed dangerously through his body, feeling his hips recoil in oversensitivity. He turned his head, watching as Reo screwed his eyes shut, tears leaking down his reddened cheeks.
Nagi couldn't stop if he tried, not when Reo was so close.
"Reo, Reo," Nagi chanted, still burying himself deep into Reo, his partner arching into his touch, moaning deliriously at the sloppy thrusts and leaking wetness inside him. "I love you so much, Reo. My whole world, my life."
Reo turned his head into Nagi's, kissing messily as he keened loudly, his spend shooting onto their chests.
"A-ah, my treasure, so good for me, only you."
Despite his oversensitivity, Nagi's body trembled as Reo's tightening hole milked another orgasm out of him. He panted harshly into Reo's kiss, licking frantically at his plumped lips and tongue.
Exhausted, he collapsed on top of his partner, snuggling into Reo's dampened purple locks, breathing in the comforting smell.
"I love you," Reo exhaled, his heart thrumming familiarly against Nagi's heaving chest.
Their fingers intertwined as their soft breaths filled the silence. In the warm hold, Nagi smiled gently as their rings touched; silver and gold gleaming off one another, intermingled in their embrace.
"I love you, too."