It was love at first sight, Ren thinks. But he knows it wasn't just that. It was everything about him that made Ren love him even more.
It was the care-free tone of his voice, his odd personality, his beautiful voice that filled his ears.
His smile made Ren happy when he felt like all things were lost. The goofy way he spoke-so politely even when no one else was.
Maybe if it were different-
Maybe if he weren't an allmate.
Maybe if he were the one who met him first-then maybe-he could have been Ren's. But this wasn't Ren's mission in life. Aoba was supposed to be his master, Aoba was supposed to be the only one he thought about.
Every time he would come over Aoba's house, Clear was all Ren could think about.
The casual yet handsome flow of his hair, the happy eyes the held great sadness. He would talk to Aoba in those cryptic sentences about many things, but the images of fucking Clear into the bed at night, his smooth skin pressing against Ren's, him calling the allmate's name as he orgasms into the bed. Him waking up with Ren, ruffling his hair, whispering 'I love you's to him. That's all Ren could think about and Ren hated this, the fact that his feeling were not simple and pure. He was not made this way, he was not supposed to think this way.
But to Clear, all he was, was an Allmate; a machine. Their relationship could never go past being connected through Aoba. That's all they were, points on a line connected by Aoba; Mutual individuals.
Ren really wished he had the courage to confess his feelings towards Clear. He would look for him (If he wasn't in Aoba's shop) spend the whole day with him, treat him to whatever he would like and buy him whatever he would want. Then, at night, he would take Clear out to eat. When they finished eating, they would go somewhere a little more quiet. Ren would get on his knees and propose to him, holding in his hand a silver ring with diamonds embedded into it. Clear would say yes, "I would love to spend the rest of my life with you-though please expect it to go as smooth as the ocean, Ren-san." And he would kiss Ren on the head and they would walk back to their apartment.
No, why am I thinking things like this?
I'm not suppose to get my hopes up.
It's unrealistic!
Clear would never like me. There's nothing about me that he would like. I'm not capable of doing much and I'm boring. I have a nice face, but Clear's not the kind of person to fall in love with some one based on their appearance.
I've understand everything now, it's impossible for us to be together.
I should just be content with helping Aoba...
Only that...I'm not.
"Ren-san, why are you crying?"
I wake up in my human form, the sun makes me temporarily blind.
I feel waters stream done my face...so this is crying.
"Ren-san, why aren't you responding I me? Even the birds see the Jellyfish swimming in the sea."
That voice seen awfully familiar...
Ren places his hands on the man who's curled up beside him. He slides them up from his back to his cheeks.
Clear doesn't say anything but smiles.
Ren places a chaste kiss on Clear's lips, sliding his hands through his white hair.
He hugs Clear, and rests his head on the other man's shoulder.
is this a dream?
Yes
No
I wouldn't know
A relaxing melody floats through the room and Ren's normal dog form moves closer to Aoba, the early-morning sun's light casting itself on Ren's glossy coat.
"Sweet dreams."