Many thanks to katBelle for the beta. Cross-posted on my AO3 and tumblr.
Of Wisterias and Wildflowers
Love Bite
Chapter Summary: Abeno had this unsexy way of inviting him to bed, though Ashiya always ended up being seduced. He realized it was hopeless because he could never resist him. Abeno didn't mention anything about the scarf wrapping around his neck. Ashiya bet that Abeno didn't even notice or simply didn't care and somehow it really pissed Ashiya off.
Out of all people, it just had to be Ashiya's mother who saw it. "Hanae," his mother suddenly beckoned and, despite the kind smile on her face, Ashiya didn't miss the chastising tone in her voice. He hesitantly came forward, wondering what he had done wrong. "What's that on your neck?" she innocently asked with her voice oozing with so much sweetness that Ashiya immediately took as a bad sign. He self-consciously shielded his neck from his mother's gaze, still clueless about the matter in hand. The action only made the smile on her mother's face grow wider and by then she was already grinning from ear to ear with a look of mirth in her eyes. "I want to meet this girl. Invite her here sometimes, okay Hanae?" Ashiya watched his mother hum back to the kitchen completely dumbfounded.
Ashiya immediately went to the bathroom to check what his mother had been staring at and instantly spotted the two small purplish bruise decorating his pale slender neck. He raised his fingers to touch them. One was near his pulse and the other was on his Adam's apple. It took him a full minute to realize that it was no ordinary bug bite like he had initially thought, and the mortified reaction came a few seconds too late. Aaabeenoo-saan! The jerk had managed to hold him hostage again last night. Abeno sometimes had this habit of sneaking into his room using the mononokean and shake him awake in the middle of the night.
"Sleep with me," Abeno would flatly announce while Ashiya was still drowsy from sleep. His body had a mind of its own and he would move aside to give Abeno some space and of course, sleep was the last thing on Abeno's mind. Abeno had this unsexy way of inviting him to bed, though Ashiya always ended up being seduced. He realized it was hopeless because he could never resist him. Even though Abeno was a bit forceful, he was really gentle when it came to it and he always made sure that Ashiya wasn't left unsatisfied. He also listened to Ashiya's request to cuddle after, even though he was obviously not the type of person to cuddle, and Ashiya would always indulge himself at the opportunity.
Last night was no different. As usual Abeno came unannounced and demanded Ashiya to come to bed with him and they ended up doing it on the futon. By then, Ashiya had learned to muffle his voice because Abeno didn't seem to care about their surroundings and of the people who might accidentally hear them. The jerk wouldn't even listen to his pleas as he seized Ashiya's hands and held them above his head to prevent him from covering his mouth. Ashiya had no choice but to bite the sheets at his side, leaving an unhealthy amount of drool that he still needed to wash along with the other fluids that came from last night's activity. Ashiya still had an hour before school to clean up all the evidence before his mother would come up to his room and he would never hear the end of it.
The only problem left was these hickeys that Abeno had dutifully left. It would be really awkward to ask his mother for her make-up, and the last thing Ashiya needed was his mother pestering him about this illusory girl. Abeno was too pretty for a guy and Ashiya knew Abeno would kill him if he ever mentioned that. Abeno had already reacted violently when he'd called him handsome once and Ashiya didn't want to risk his life again.
Ashiya had decided to just hide it with a scarf, even though the weather was really hot and wearing a scarf over his summer uniform would make him look weird. Abeno had better prepare himself for a long lecture. Ashiya left the house with a red scarf wrapped protectively around his neck.
Ashiya tried to ignore the odd stares directed to him. He was fully aware that he was sweating hard and must have looked pretty pathetic, but he just couldn't remove the damn scarf even if he wanted to. "Ashiya-kun, do you have a cold? You looked really unwell," their homeroom teacher had remarked, and Ashiya sent a glare over his shoulder to where Abeno was sitting and found that the jerk was sleeping soundly again with his head on the desk. Ashiya suddenly had the urge to grab a fistful of that slick blond locks and shake him awake like he always did to him. "Ashiya-kun, why don't you try removing the scarf? I feel uncomfortable just looking at you, considering the hot weather today," their homeroom teacher suggested.
Ashiya suddenly sprang up from his seat before he could even think twice about his action. "No!" he vehemently exclaimed, and every head in the room immediately turned to his direction. The feeling of embarrassment came a few seconds too late and Ashiya hastily excused himself to the nurse's office before he sent another glance to Abeno who was still sleeping at his desk as if he didn't give a damn about the world and Ashiya's predicament. He was so going to pay for this, Ashiya swore before he stepped out of the classroom. There were still four periods left and Ashiya would use this time to plan his revenge against Abeno.
Ashiya managed to ensnare Abeno during lunch break and he dragged him inside in one of the empty classrooms. He was kind of disappointed when Abeno didn't look surprised and appeared to actually be looking for Ashiya. Abeno didn't mention anything about the scarf wrapping around his neck. Ashiya bet that Abeno didn't even notice or simply didn't care and somehow it really pissed Ashiya off. "Strip," he demanded, and Abeno stared back at him for a long moment with an inquisitive look. "I said strip, Abeno-san," Ashiya repeated firmly this time and tapped his foot impatiently.
"Are you being serious?" Abeno finally managed to find his voice and waited for Ashiya to take it back but unfortunately for him, Ashiya was being serious and showed that he was not joking. Ashiya knew it was rare for him to make the first move so he could understand Abeno's surprise and confusion. "You do know where we are, right?" Abeno reasoned, not hiding the incredulous look on his face.
Ashiya let out a dry laugh. "Heh, so you mind now? When you don't even give a damn every time you do me at my own house where my family might hear us," he said and hardened his look. "Now, strip Abeno-san. Or do you want me to take your clothes off for you?" Ashiya switched to his sweetest voice and silently admitted that it was rather fun watching Abeno tense up.
"Can't you just wait until after class? Really, I had no idea that you were this horny," Abeno huffed and gave Ashiya a disapproving look.
Ashiya could feel himself flush at Abeno's claim as he sputtered, "I-I am not! Don't line me up with you, y-you pervert!"
Abeno didn't look impressed. "So I'm the pervert now? When you're the one who's asking me to strip out of the blue," he countered, and suddenly pulled Ashiya down with him when they heard someone approaching and stop just in front of the room.
Abeno had pressed them on the door. He was too close for Ashiya's comfort. He could feel Abeno's cool breath fanning over his face and Abeno shushed him when Ashiya tried to get away. They remained in that crouching position, and Ashiya could feel Abeno's eyes boring into him but he refused to lift his chin up. The room was rather hot without the air conditioner on and the scarf around Ashiya's neck felt suffocating as he continued to drip with sweat. He sighed in relief when the footsteps outside were finally gone. He waited for Abeno to remove himself but the other didn't move an inch.
"Um, Abeno-san? Could you please get off on me now? It's kind of really hot," Ashiya complained, still without looking at him in the eyes as he dipped his head into his scarf to hide the blush forming on his cheeks.
"Take it off." He heard Abeno say in an authoritative voice and Ashiya knew he was referring to the scarf. Ashiya stubbornly refrained from taking any action to remove the damn thing, and Abeno was forced to get rid of the scarf, already drenched in sweat, by himself. The cool air immediately hit his skin and Ashiya could properly breathe again. "You idiot, do you really think that I wouldn't notice this?" Ashiya froze when Abeno raised his fingers to caress the mark he had left on his neck, and swallowed hard. "They suit you, so you should never hide them."
Ashiya wouldn't allow the softness of Abeno's voice to distract him. "No, they don't. Do you know I'll be in a huge trouble if someone sees this?!"
"So that's why you're asking me to strip? To put hickeys on me too? Am I right?" Abeno asked as if he had already expected that Ashiya would do something petty like this.
Ashiya pouted. "You can't just put and leave things like this where the whole world can see!"
"That's the purpose of the hickey, you five-year-old, for everyone to see. So that whatever moron would try to hit on an idiot like you would be saved from the trouble of dating a nuisance like you." Ashiya was fully aware that Abeno occasionally got jealous and could be irrationally possessive, but the idiot and nuisance part was really uncalled for. "Or are you suggesting that it's fine somewhere else as long as it was hidden from view? Is that what you want? You ungrateful five-year-old."
"So I should be feeling thankful every time you molest me? Is that what you're trying to imply? You pervy five-year-old molester!" Ashiya bit back, as he grabbed Abeno's shirt so he could exact his revenge and they ended up wrestling on the floor, trying to gain the upper hand but Ashiya was still obviously no match for the master of the mononokean and found himself being restrained on the ground like some rabid animal. "Grrr, let go of me, Abeno-san!" he snarled and tried to wriggle away like a worm but Abeno only held him tighter.
"Ashiya." His name being calmly spoken was the last thing he heard before Abeno dove in to catch his lips. Ashiya stilled, and slowly drank him in. Abeno's mouth felt cool against the summer heat. Only Abeno could quench his thirst, and they spent the next hour drowning in each other's body. Ashiya was certain that the next time he looked in the mirror, every inch of his skin would appear as if he had been feasted on by some nasty bugs. And he realized that he didn't really mind.
I apologize for any OOCness. Thanks for reading and feedback are appreciated.
