So we can now all establish that I can no longer pull this off as canon... XD Which is okay, because I don't really want such a dramatic Ikuya in this story XD
Hope you'll enjoy this chapter with a little dramatic Kisumi instead! ;)
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I tagged you in a post. Did you see it already?!
Messages would come in all day long, no matter what time it was, and Kisumi loved it. He went from only receiving texts from his parents and his brother, and occasionally from Makoto or Rin, to receiving them none stop. Coming from two different people as well! It was exciting, making Kisumi's heart flutter every time his phone vibrated in his pants pocket.
There were some things that bothered him though. Of course, it was nice to receive so much attention and give it back as well. But he was either texting Asahi, or Ikuya. It wasn't a group conversation they were a part of, and if they were texting him, wouldn't they also be texting each other? And if they were flirting with him, could it be that they were flirting if each other, if not more? It left him feeling quite insecure, because he wasn't sure how to interpret everything. He was ecstatic to be in such contact with them, but also fearful he would be the one losing in the end.
And why could he not think of this as simply a friendship? He may blame Makoto, Haru, Rin and Sousuke for that. They had the perfect relationship with their childhood friends.
Another incoming text pulled Kisumi's attention back to his phone.
Have you seen that new movie already with the superheroes? I want to know if it's worth it to go to or not.
The first text had come from Asahi, who was always too impatient to wait for someone to actually see the messages on their own. One of the reasons why Kisumi usually waited a little, so that he would get another text. The second one had come from Ikuya. It wasn't odd for Ikuya to ask Kisumi's opinion on something, but the movies hadn't come up before, and this message seemed a bit more cryptic. But he really shouldn't think too much on it, so he pressed reply and started typing.
I haven't seen it yet, but I heard it's pretty good. Maybe Asahi has seen it already?
He didn't have to throw in Asahi's name, but after texting back and forth for almost two weeks, Kisumi couldn't help himself. He wanted to see a reaction, any reaction.
Asahi already saw it. He liked it, so I thought I'd ask a second opinion. But if you haven't seen it either, would you like to join me?
As Kisumi read that last sentence he stopped right in his tracks. He was on his way home from the subway station, and had kept quite the pace to get out of the cold winds that had swept through the streets. But this was Ikuya asking him to actually come and hang out, which hadn't occurred again after that very first text he had sent Kisumi. Trying to come up with a clever reply Kisumi stared at the screen. With trembling fingers he started typing.
If you pay for the movie, then I'll pay for the popcorn.
Deal, was the quick reply and after that it remind quiet.
As he looked up to continue walking, he was met with a wide grin plastered on a familiar face. What are the odds honestly? "Asahi, are you following me home?" Kisumi said cheekily, seeing how the grin faltered, and a deep blush dusted the other's face.
"N-no, of course not!" Asahi quickly retaliated. "I just met up with a friend who lives here! Maybe you are following me?" A similar cheeky reply, but Asahi couldn't quite pull it off the way Kisumi could. It still made Kisumi smile though, seeing how the blush stayed on Asahi's face, but his eyes blazed fiercely, trying to trick Kisumi just this once.
In response Kisumi pointed at the tall apartment building right behind Asahi, and said "I live there."
Curiously Asahi turned around and looked up at the building. "Oh," he replied very intelligently. "Well, it's a nice neighbourhood you live in. Not as crowded and still close enough to the city centre. How long have you lived here?" he asked as he turned back around to face Kisumi. It was a quick change of subject, and Kisumi let Asahi this time.
"A few months now. Since I started my new job," he replied.
Asahi nodded at the reply. His eyes flickered down to the ground, smile gone from his lips. Kisumi could almost see his brain working something out. He just wasn't sure why. He hadn't said anything weird, had he? This really wasn't the place to have a big conversation either. "You know I actually don't know much about what you do or anything," Asahi suddenly murmured. "We've been talking for a while now, but I never asked…"
"Well, Asahi is just more interested in other things," Kisumi replied, unsure on what Asahi was really getting at anyway.
A dark look flashed through Asahi's eyes as he looked up at Kisumi. Apparently Kisumi had offended him, but he wasn't sure how. Kisumi had always teased Asahi, and the other had retorted in an angrily fashion before. But it had all been light-hearted. Never had he actually seen Asahi glare at him in such a way. "I am interested in you."
"Oh Asahi, that's quite upfront of you." The words had left his lips before he really realized what he was saying. It's how he often flirted, especially when it came to Asahi. But this time he knew he shouldn't have said it. And by the deepened glare he was receiving, he knew he may be in a bit of trouble.
Asahi looked off to the side for a moment, trying to gather his thoughts again it seemed. It made Kisumi's smile disappear from his face, and he almost apologized, if Asahi hadn't spoken up before him. "Damn it, man. Can't you just be serious for once?"
Suddenly Kisumi felt very exposed, being out in the open like this, with Asahi determined to have this conversation right here. It's not like people passing by were actually looking at them, but it felt like they did. Shuffling from one foot to the other Kisumi took his time to reply. This time he would make a calculated decision. "Well, what had you wanted me to say?" he asked softly. "No, you haven't asked me about my job or anything else. Yes, I have noticed that. But that hardly seems my fault, and there isn't much I can do about that. If you say that you are interested, then why haven't you asked?"
This really wasn't something they should be talking about now. They had just caught up with each other. And Kisumi was possibly interested in pursuing more than just friendship, but with talks like this, that wasn't bound to happen. No one liked a rocky start.
"You've never been this honest with me," Asahi breathed out. He stared at Kisumi for a while, his eyes having softened after the harsh reply.
"You asked me to be serious."
Asahi nodded and then finally a soft smile formed back on his lips. "I did," he murmured. "What are you doing for dinner?"
Another sudden change of subject, and it left Kisumi's brain reeling. Asahi was really getting to him, and he could hardly keep up. "Uh, I was just going to heat up some leftovers," he said.
"Why don't we grab some dinner and actually catch up?" Asahi offered, running a hand through his hair as he sent a grin Kisumi's way.
Kisumi watched Asahi's arm go up, seeing the toned muscles clearly visible in the thin t-shirt Asahi was wearing. He really had stayed on top of his training, unlike Kisumi. Maybe he should get into playing basketball again. "Alright, where do you want to go?" An unusual reply for Kisumi. Even Asahi noticed as he raised an eyebrow Kisumi's way. He was just not feeling so well yet. This whole conversation had caught him off guard, and he was still not sure what Asahi actually wanted of him. His emotions were flying back and forth, which he usually would've covered up with cheeky comments and flirty lines, but he had been punished for that this time.
"My friend says there is a great little pizza place a few blocks from here, so we could go there," Asahi said, jerking his head back in the direction of the restaurant. Kisumi offered him a soft smile and a nod in return, letting Asahi know he was okay with that, so they set off.
It stayed silent between them for a while. They passed Kisumi's apartment building and for a moment he longed to go inside. Take off his suit and curl up in his bed, and forget about this whole day.
A heavy arm landed on his shoulders as Asahi pulled Kisumi closer. It instantly filled Kisumi's nostrils with the delicious scent Asahi carried around. So musky and powerful, and having him this close made Kisumi's legs wobbly. And then as Kisumi thought back on the conversation they had before, he realized something. Jerking his head to the side he looked Asahi in the eye, searching for any kind of awareness of what had just happened.
Only now did Kisumi recognize the tone Asahi had used on him. That deep timbre that only an Alpha could really muster. Something that could make Omegas like him drop down on their knees and do whatever the Alpha asked of them. And any time an Alpha had used it on Kisumi before, he had fought had. Had not obeyed. No matter how loud they screamed, he had never done what they had asked. But now he had done so without question. And perhaps he should be offended, should be angry. But instead he was thrilled, because Asahi hadn't done it with ill intention. Asahi had done it, because Kisumi needed it. Needed to stop hiding behind his flirty nature and for once be serious. For once be honest with himself and show how he felt.
And Asahi had been happy when Kisumi had listened, and had done what he was supposed to. Asahi had not praised him, but had just smiled. Because such actions didn't need a praise. It would dumb it down, and show Kisumi was there to listen. It was mean to think, but Kisumi didn't expect Asahi to be a very calm Alpha, and maybe he wasn't. Maybe this was just a moment in time where he had centred himself. But then he was at least able to learn more.
Kisumi smiled softly as he thought a little longer about it, turning his gaze back on the road as he let Asahi guide him by the shoulder. He felt calmer now. Able to form coherent thoughts again without his emotions getting all jumbled. He leaned a little closer to Asahi, relishing in the firm hold on his frame.
He felt Asahi lean a little closer to, his face turned his way. It felt a little odd, until Asahi spoke up. "Are you close to your heat? Your scent is really strong."
"Not really, it's still weeks away," Kisumi replied, glancing up into rosy eyes. A cheeky smile had formed back on his face, knowing exactly what Asahi had done. He had stuck his nose in Kisumi's hair to take a good whiff. Not very polite, but Kisumi could hardly blame him. He would've liked to do the same.
Asahi hummed as he met Kisumi's gaze, looking as innocent as ever. "Then you just smell nice."
"If I didn't know any better, I'd say Asahi is flirting with me." And finally the flirt came automatically again, his second nature showing off his face. This time at a proper moment.
"Maybe I am," Asahi returned, a grin forming on his lips too as he remained eye-contact with Kisumi.
Perhaps Asahi wasn't as oblivious as Kisumi thought he was.
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