Title The Definition of Defeat
Author Mech
Applicable Genres Angst, romance
Rating T
Warnings Implied sexual relations
Parings Ranka(Ryoji)/Kyouya
Summary At 17, 35 seemed far too old. By the time Kyouya turned 37, age no longer mattered.
Inspiration The desire to write more Ranka/Kyouya, as strange as it is. Literate's tendency to put words in parentheses (like this) also had an influence.
Oh, and I felt like calling him Ryoji this time.
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At 17, 35 seemed far too old. By the time Kyouya turned 35, he planned to have a company, a wife, and maybe a well-trained heir or two of his own to rule after his retirement. These notions seemed far too many years off – though of course they had already been organized as much as possible, for he was always one step ahead – for him to imagine himself in those shoes now.
Now, he was 17 – a mere teenager – regardless of how many times Ryoji told him he seemed far much older than that. Seventeen and thirty-five were far too many of the wrong years apart, and so Kyouya had to stop himself from asking for (demanding) another kiss after Ryoji had stolen his first. In silence, their sipped the coffee that could not rid their tongues of the taste.
"I understand," Ryoji's gaze said, because he was 35 and thus so much wiser.
At 27, 45 seemed a little better. By the time Kyouya turned 27, he was well on his way to earning his way through medical school, thereby starting the foundation upon which the rest of his life would be based. He knew now what an adult felt like; he was beginning to better understand the perils of the world into which that class belonged. When those perils frustrated (frightened) him, he felt fortunate that he could ask for (demand) another comforting embrace without actually having to say anything. In silence, they held each other as Ryoji ran his fingers through Kyouya's dark hair.
"I understand," Ryoji whispered, because he was 45 and thus already knew the adult world.
At 37, 55 seemed to be just another number. By the time Kyouya turned 37, age no longer mattered; they were all adults. There was only so much practical knowledge one could gain, and Kyouya had always been a quick learner. Even though his wife laughed at his fumbles the first time she asked (demanded) that they sleep together, he keep silent so that her knowledge would never be tainted when he later asked (begged) the same of Ryoji.
Ryoji didn't have to say anything, because they both knew perfectly well.