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“I want to take care of him.”
That was the only thing Hirano could think of when he looked at Kagiura’s smiling face as they both moved into their shared apartment after 10 years of no contact. Yeah, there was some tension at first, but it was quickly replaced by smiles and laughter. It felt like the old times when they were both just dumb teenagers and oh, how he missed it—well, more like how much he missed Kagiura.
Even though their relationship was now somewhat healed, as far as Hirano could tell, he still couldn't help but feel crappy about the loss of those 10 years. He even went so far as to buy Kagiura a decade’s worth of chocolate for every Valentine’s Day he’d missed. He didn’t know why he was so desperate to make Kagiura comfortable, but he guessed it was because of his old habits he had when Kagiura was a first-year.
At this point, Hirano felt like he would do anything for Kagiura if he just asked. It had been almost 3 months of them being married to keep up the whole roommate arrangement, but their relationship hadn’t changed a smidgen, which Hirano was content with, but he got the feeling that Kagiura didn’t really feel the same.
They both already tied the knot, so Hirano couldn’t help but wonder why he felt an unnerving itch each time Kagiura looked at his wedding ring, only to smile and then it gradually fall into a soft, frustrated pout.
“Is he starting to regret this?” Hirano thought, bouncing his leg as he sat on the couch, staring deeply at the table topped with presents, sweets, and alcohol. “He was the one who wanted this arrangement, so I don’t know why he’s still upset… What more could he possibly want?!”
Oh yeah, he was starting to get pissed now. Hirano couldn’t really lie and say it didn’t bother him, because it did; it bothered him to his core. If Kagiura decided to back out now, Hirano doesn’t think he’d have the strength to let him go so easily.
But maybe this little surprise he set up for Kagiura when he came home from his successful tournament would cheer him up and hopefully keep him from considering breaking off the arrangement. He even called off work for this, so hopefully Kagiura would see it as Hirano taking him as seriously as he did. He hoped this would make Kagiura want to rely on him again.
“I better get the place ready,” he muttered as he got off the couch and continued to set up the living room.
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Kagiura was exhausted.
After a successful tournament, multiple interviews, and an 11-hour plane ride, Kagiura was ready to go home and see his husband again. Wow, he could actually say it now. Hirano was officially his husband after years of yearning and longing. He was ecstatic when Hirano accepted his proposal; even thinking back on it now still sent butterflies right to his stomach. Even a decade later, he still felt like a lovesick high school girl when it came to Hirano—he just loved him so much.
Kagiura couldn’t hold back his smile thinking about it as he unlocked the door to see a pitch-black living room. “Hirano must’ve not come back yet,” Kagiura thought as his smile subtly faded. But as soon as he turned on the light, he was immediately greeted by his beloved roommate with a confetti popper.
All Kagiura heard was a pop before confetti slowly started falling on him as he stared at Hirano’s smiling face. His heart couldn't beat any faster at this point.
“Kagi-kun, welcome back!” Hirano said, looking like the most perfect person in the world to Kagiura. Kagi wanted to hug him so badly it hurt, but he knew better than to suddenly grab Hirano unless he wanted to get punched. “Hirano, I’m home,” Kagiura said with the softest voice he could muster, in case any of his feelings spilled over more than they should, as he tried to focus on anything other than Hirano's irresistible face, his eyes caught by the table stacked with items.
Before he could even begin to scold Hirano for going back to impulse shopping while he was away, Hirano interrupted him. “I—uh, I saw all of your games on TV and saw you won, so I wanted to surprise you… congratulations,” he said while looking away, his hand on his neck as he felt the blinding light Kagiura was emitting.
“I love you,” was all Kagiura could muster out as he swallowed down the rest of what he was thinking, restraining himself from touching Hirano due to how happy he was.
Hirano just stared at him blankly before a light blush crawled onto his face, giving the younger a light-hearted punch to the shoulder. “Say that after we get the party started with all this expensive alcohol I bought. I mean, I can’t say it doesn’t make me happy hearing that as your former sempai though” he said, ruffling the taller’s hair and giggling as he did it. Oh god, Kagiura really was love-struck by this man.
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After a couple of hours of Kagiura opening presents, gorging himself on sweets, and him and Hirano downing multiple different alcoholic drinks, they both finally entered a deep, drunk state where all they did was talk and laugh about different things before it settled into a comfortable silence as Hirano slowly turned his head to Kagiura.
“You know, Kagi-kun, I’m kinda jealous of you,” Hirano said through hiccups.
Well, that was surprising. Kagiura definitely did not expect that to come out of Hirano’s mouth.
“I want you to give me your body.” Okay, that definitely wasn’t what Kagiura expected; he almost choked on his champagne, which he quickly had to set down. “You have great muscles. Do you think if I work out for a year, I could get as buff as you?” Hirano said with a soft smile.
“Are you saying you wish you had a body like mine?”
“Yeah, of course that’s what I’m saying. Pay attention!”
“Why are you getting mad at me?! Don’t you already have muscles of your own?!?!”
“Well, yeah, but your abs are definitely cooler than mine. Even though it’s been a long time since I’ve seen a glimpse of them, I can tell your hard work at the gym definitely pays off in other aspects.”
At this point, Kagiura fully turned his body toward Hirano, who had his head laying on the sofa’s back. “Well, if you’d want… since you did all of this for me, I wouldn’t mind if you touched them as a thank you.” Kagiura was too out’ve it to rationalize how this was a good thank-you gift and how desperate it made him feel, but he knew exactly how much Hirano liked the suggestion when he immediately sat up, practically star-eyed, as he scooted closer to his younger man.
“R-really? Are you sure?!”
Kagiura really dug himself a hole with this one, but it was way too late to back out, especially when Hirano was staring at him like he hung the stars himself. Kagiura’s stomach was practically swarming with butterflies at this point before it immediately faltered when he noticed Hirano was starting to regain some of his rationality.
“Actually, that wouldn’t be fair,” Hirano whispered as he put his hand to his chin and started quietly murmuring to himself. “How about to make it even… I get to touch you for however long I want, and you get to touch me for however long you want as well, so we both feel satisfied.”
“DEAL!”
Before Kagi could ask who should go first, Hirano immediately pushed him down and signaled for Kagiura to lift up his shirt. As soon as Kagi lifted up his shirt and gave Hirano the go-ahead, Hirano couldn’t help but look in awe at the sight, having never seen such a perfect physique. After a couple of minutes of staring, Kagiura whined, taking one of his hands that was on the couch and bringing it up to his abdomen.
“Please hurry up… this is getting embarrassing.”
Hirano couldn’t help but catch a glimpse of Kagiura’s face as he slowly started caressing his stomach lightly. He looked frustrated, or determined? He couldn’t tell, but it was amazing to see how perfect Kagiura was. It was admirable; he liked kagiura as a person. He finally let go of his gaze on the younger’s face and let his eyes travel down his muscular body as he settled onto his well-sculpted abs. It was almost amazing how defined and well-toned he was as he made sure his hands touched as much skin as possible, tracing every outline of the perfect man’s form.
At this point, he had basically been massaging Kagiura’s abs for 10 minutes, making sure to fondle and deeply caress everything as he memorized each spot as much as he could, as if his life depended on it. Kagiura could basically feel Hirano’s breathing getting heavier and more dragged out as he became more entranced the longer it went on. Each spot Hirano’s hands lingered on left Kagiura’s skin feeling extra sensitive and hot. It was almost torturous how long Hirano was sensually fondling him; it was getting hard to hold back any groans and keep his mind from imagining not-so-friendly things he could do to the man basically on straddling him.
“Amazing,” Hirano managed to whisper as he finally stopped moving his hand, taking in the full view of Kagiura with half-lidded eyes, heavily breathing with his whole torso on display. Hirano swore he felt a funny sensation in his lower gut for a minute but immediately shoved it down, ignoring it, thinking the alcohol was finally getting to him as he sat up and smiled at Kagiura. “I’m done with my turn, so I guess it’s your turn now.”
Hirano watched as Kagiura sat up, patiently waiting for him to expose himself, and he finally began feeling the reality of what he had gotten himself into. “Do you not want to do this anymore? I’m okay if you don’t,” Kagiura said with the softest voice and expression ever; it almost made Hirano shudder.
“I—I want to do this. If I didn’t, I wouldn’t have suggested it in the first place,” he stated, staring deeply into the younger's eyes as he lifted up his shirt, letting Kagiura see them.
Kagiura immediately didn’t waste any time; he slowly and softly lingered his hands on Hirano's stomach. “It’s—it's soft!” He was almost shocked at the discovery as Hirano immediately smacked his head. “Hey, don’t say weird stuff! Skin is supposed to be soft.” He guessed that was true, but instead of paying attention to whatever Hirano was saying, he slowly tried to focus on Hirano's abdomen, but it was somewhat hard to really get a good look due to their height difference and how Hirano was still sitting up straight.
“Hey Hirano.”
“Yeah, Kagi?”
Before Hirano could even get Kagiura’s question, Kagi softly laid him down on the couch so he was on his back, throwing Hirano’s legs over his shoulders, which, in the process, unbuttoned his pants in the swift maneuver. “I can’t see your abs when you’re sitting up, so please lay down so I can get my full experience as well.” Hirano couldn’t help but swallow whatever protests he had as soon as he locked eyes with Kagiura’s passionate ones staring back at him. He was always weak to his roommate's determination and passion, so maybe that’s why Hirano just opened and closed his mouth, turned his head, and covered his face with the back of his hand.
Kagiura was in awe, really; he never expected Hirano to be this vulnerable with him. It was actually really amazing. He slowly mapped out Hirano's torso. Hirano did have abs, but they were less defined, and combined with his slender figure, he definitely had an extremely attractive body, and combined with his small waist, it only added to the list of reasons why Kagiura loved every single aspect of Hirano.
He made sure not to touch too hard or for too long, knowing Hirano wasn’t the most touch-focused person in the world and making sure he wasn’t making the older man uncomfortable. After a couple of minutes of soft caresses, Kagiura tried looking at Hirano's face, only to realize it was still covered by his hand.
“Hirano… I want to see your face, please.”
Kagiura slowly intertwined his hand with Hirano's, lifting it off his face and holding it in place next to Hirano's head as he turned to face the younger man on top of him.
They both locked eyes for a minute, and Hirano could swear Kagiura’s eyes turned a foggy shade of black as his expression changed to one he couldn’t quite distinguish. Before he knew it, Kagiura leaned down, pressing his lips against his.
Hirano’s lips practically melted onto Kagiura’s; it felt almost like their lips were made for each other. Yeah, it was cliché, but that’s honestly how Kagiura felt. His eyes almost immediately fluttered shut when their lips made contact. He couldn’t get enough as he went to kiss Hirano’s lips over and over, taking nibbles and kitten licks while tilting his own head to get better access to the lips he’d been craving for years. The room’s silence was soon filled with sounds of soft and deep kisses along with soft breaths echoing against the walls. He used his other hand, which wasn’t holding onto Hirano’s, to slowly caress his abdomen before grabbing his waist softly yet tightly as he deepened the kiss as best he could before letting his hand slide to Hirano's lower back, lifting him slightly and causing Hirano to arch his back deliciously.
Once Kagiura finally pulled away, he stared at Hirano's swollen red lips, clear evidence of what he left behind; it was almost intoxicating how addicting Hirano’s lips were—Kagiura almost wanted to go back for more.
“Are you done yet?”
Kagiura instantly froze, feeling his stomach immediately churn when he saw Hirano speak as he finally looked at Hirano's face entirely. Hirano’s expression was something he couldn’t understand, and what did he mean by “are you done yet”? Was he trying to tease him or asking him to stop? Kagiura never knew what Hirano was feeling during these types of moments.
Kagiura immediately got off Hirano, setting his legs back on the couch and sitting upright, letting Hirano also sit up. “I—I’m sorry, I was just—I… I’m sorry I shouldn’t have done that.” Kagiura knew better than to try and excuse his actions. Just because he was given permission to touch his stomach didn’t give him permission to kiss or touch him anywhere else without consent.
Hirano just stared at Kagiura, who was facing away from him. The silence was almost agonizing as all Hirano could do was grunt, grab a towel that was on the couch’s armrest, placing it on his lap, and then awkwardly standing up.
“It’s time for me to take a shower. It’s getting late, and I think it’s time for you to head to bed and get some rest you need to take care of yourself . You just got back from overseas after all,” Hirano said sternly as he glanced at Kagiura.
“Y-yeah, I’ll head to bed in a bit, but you enjoy your shower… goodnight Hirano-san.”
“Goodnight, Kagi-kun.”
Kagiura waited until Hirano walked away and went out of sight before finally letting out the tears he didn’t even know he was holding back. Even after he forcibly kissed Hirano, Hirano still had the urge to care for him. It was almost agonizing how many different emotions Kagiura was feeling at the moment: heartbroken, euphoric, angry, sad. Despite the fact that Hirano was just in the other room, Kagiura somehow felt that he lost him entirely.
There’s no way they can continue being roommates after this. He messed it all up in an instant because he couldn’t keep his feelings together. The roommate and marriage arrangement he worked so hard for was officially over.