I tried to make this chapter longer. Sorry for failing at that though lol. But besides the shortness, what did you think? :) Did ya like it so far?
The day before at work, Onodera typed away on the computer, with shaky fingers. His hair was messy, clothes wrinkly. Bags were under his green eyes, a frown to his face. He looked drunkly tired that day, and because of his 'zombie' appearance, most people left him alone that day.
Truth was, Onodera wasn't able to sleep that night at all, and not because of work, but because of seeing something he shouldn't have that night. It was hard to stop thinking about it now.
The images kept replaying in his head, and it bugged him greatly. The images of Takano and Yokozawa together at a restaurant, smiling and laughing. They looked so perfect for each other.
What is with this emotion I'm feeling...? Ever since last night, he felt a mixture of anger and deject. Why was he feeling this way though? Could it be he was jealous...? He really did not want to believe that it was. What a stupid emotion anyways. But yet he couldn't stop feeling it, and it bugged him greatly.
A person walked in front of his desk. Onodera looked up at the tall person before him, eyes widening in alarm.
"Y...Yokozawa?"
Yokozawa looked coldly down at him. "You're looking pretty pale seeing me right now."
"What...do you want?" Onodera asked. He tried to smile, but his lips only faintly moved upwards.
"You saw me with him yesterday, didn't you?" He said in return, avoiding to answer his question.
"Well, I...yes." He answered.
Yokozawa leaned in. "That's how it's suppose to be, got it?" He said. "I don't need you in my fucking way."
Onodera shivered at his cold words. He looked to the floor, smile disappearing. He heard the sound of Yokozawa's footsteps move away from him.
Onodera attempted to continue working, but found that it was hard to now that all that was on his mind was of what just happened. He slowly rested his head on the desk.
His hand tightened and pounded against the surface.
I can't focus like this anymore... He thought to himself, and stood up, closing the laptop. He went inside the bathroom, turning on the water, and splashing it into his face. He took a deep breathe, and went back outside to work, finally noticing how empty the room looked. He glanced at the clock. It was quite late. The train was going to leave soon, so it was best to just go home. He would of visited Takano...But something deep inside him told him not to. And Onodera followed that inner voice of his, because he knew that it was for the best...
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Onodera got off the train to home, feeling the cold breeze fly to him as he walked outside. He was glad to at least brought a jacket. Even if it was spring, there was still a chill from the previous winter weather. At least it was not as bad as the nasty blizzards before.
He walked past the supermarket, peering into the windows to see if it was still open, but sadly found that it wasn't, and walked on.
His cellphone suddenly buzzed in his pocket. He stopped, and grabbed it, looking at the lit up screen. It was a text from Takano:
Come over to my place tonight.
Onodera frowned. What exactly could he want now? He wondered, walking to his apartment. He stopped between his own apartment door and Takano's. Guilt packed into his stomach, as he finally sighed, and walked to his own apartment door. He opened it, and walked inside, taking off his coat, and throwing it to the side. He flopped onto the couch, instantly sleepy, but found that he couldn't sleep at all with curiosity in his head. He wondered why Takano wanted him to come over, half of him begging the other to go to Takano's place to see what he wanted. He simply gave up deciding after a while, dozing off until...buzz.
"Dammit..." Onodera grumpily got up and walked over to where he set down his coat, and grabbed his cell phone.
Please come over, Onodera. I want to talk to you.
His hand tightened on his phone, setting it down on the table. Might as well go see what he wanted then. He thought, and walked over to Takano's apartment, knocking on the door.
In a matter of seconds, Takano opened the door.
"You look like a mess" Was the first thing he said.
"Yeah..." Onodera mumbled, and walked in with Takano silently. They both walked over to Takano's room.
"You've been avoiding me, haven't you?" Takano asked, making Onodera flinch.
"N-no!" He said, though it was a lie.
Takano turned around to face Onodera. "Hey, If you have a problem, then please tell me." He said, but Onodera turned away, not saying a word in return.
"Hey..." Takano put a hand on his chin, and pulled him closer until their lips touched. Onodera tensed a little, face reddening as he felt Takano's tongue play with his own.
Takano pushed Onodera gently on the bed. "You're so tense..." Takano said.
Onodera turned his head away, avoiding to look at him. "Shut up..."
Takano did as he said, but started to strip down now, and took off Onodera's shirt, starting to unzip his pants.
"W-what?!" Onodera stuttered, startled of his sudden actions.
Takano didn't reply, and pulled down Onodera's pants, throwing it to the side.
"W-why are you doing this?! Why can't you do this to Yoko- mhnn..." Takano kissed him again, cutting him off. His hands caressed his skin, moving down his body to his boxers, and taking them off swiftly, hands groping and licking him in every possible area, exploring around his fragile body until Onodera finally gave into his amazing, and gentle moves...