"Kyouya, you'll do this for me"
"Tamaki"
Kyouya rolled over, his arm reaching out to slap the alarm off. Raising his head and pulling on his glasses, the bright red numbers were still blurry -- 03:40.
Letting gravity pull his body to the floor, he unfolded until he was standing. He yanked the alarmclock from the wall and threw it in the trash, never planning to use it again. Stumbling into clothing, he crept from his room, from his home and into the cool air. Down two blocks he found Tamaki leaning against the wall, his eyes bright in the moonlight.
"You came"
Kyouya winced at the loudness, his own voice a hushed hiss, "Of course. If I didn't you would have come to my home and made enough racket to wake my entire house"
Tamaki smiled and tugged on Kyouya's arm, "Thank you"
Kyouya's foul mood was replaced by curiosity for a moment, but he was sure not to let Tamaki know. "Come on"
Tamaki still clung with one hand to Kyouya's jacket sleeve as they proceeded down the street. Glancing sideways, Kyouya saw something rare: Real worry on Tamaki's face.
He reached over, loosing his sleeve and grabbing Tamaki's hand.
They walked in silence, the city eeriely silent at the early hour, leaving only the slapping of their shoes on the sidewalk and their quick breathes. As the brief tenderness from their initial meet began to wear off, Kyouya began to wonder where the hell Tamaki was taking him this late at night. If this was one of his insane ideas.
"Look." Kyouya's attention was diverted to two birds, long necks hugging as they were bedded in the nest. "Tamaki, if you brought me out here to show me that "
"No." Tamaki was already walking on, tugging Kyouya behind him.
Kyouya followed, one eye ahead of him, one eye on the stranger beside him.
"Tamaki"
Kyouya rolled over, his arm reaching out to slap the alarm off. Raising his head and pulling on his glasses, the bright red numbers were still blurry -- 03:40.
Letting gravity pull his body to the floor, he unfolded until he was standing. He yanked the alarmclock from the wall and threw it in the trash, never planning to use it again. Stumbling into clothing, he crept from his room, from his home and into the cool air. Down two blocks he found Tamaki leaning against the wall, his eyes bright in the moonlight.
"You came"
Kyouya winced at the loudness, his own voice a hushed hiss, "Of course. If I didn't you would have come to my home and made enough racket to wake my entire house"
Tamaki smiled and tugged on Kyouya's arm, "Thank you"
Kyouya's foul mood was replaced by curiosity for a moment, but he was sure not to let Tamaki know. "Come on"
Tamaki still clung with one hand to Kyouya's jacket sleeve as they proceeded down the street. Glancing sideways, Kyouya saw something rare: Real worry on Tamaki's face.
He reached over, loosing his sleeve and grabbing Tamaki's hand.
They walked in silence, the city eeriely silent at the early hour, leaving only the slapping of their shoes on the sidewalk and their quick breathes. As the brief tenderness from their initial meet began to wear off, Kyouya began to wonder where the hell Tamaki was taking him this late at night. If this was one of his insane ideas.
"Look." Kyouya's attention was diverted to two birds, long necks hugging as they were bedded in the nest. "Tamaki, if you brought me out here to show me that "
"No." Tamaki was already walking on, tugging Kyouya behind him.
Kyouya followed, one eye ahead of him, one eye on the stranger beside him.
