The following day came too early, light filtering through the thin curtains, waking me up instantly. Not that it was a bad way to wake up, because there was a certain blond all cuddled up in my arms. Savoring the moment for a little longer I pressed my nose into his long blond locks and breathed in deeply. Deidara smelled of sleep. Mumbling something about being hot Deidara rolled out of my arms and slept on a few inches away from me. His bed was still incredibly tiny.
Now that I was released and awake, I figured it was alright to use the bathroom, considering I really needed to pee badly. And I should also be going home soon. It's still early, but that was the point. Father didn't mind it if I was gone for the night, as long as I was back before breakfast and would study the rest of the day. Better not risk his wrath.
Slowly I slid out of the bed and tiptoed my way to the bathroom. The door creaked slightly, but Deidara didn't even more, so I stepped onto the cold tiles and closed the door. There were some mold stains in the shower stall and the toilet bowl had gotten a little brown, but I must admit it could've been worse. Deidara must clean this place often enough to keep it livable. I don't believe the other apartments would look like this. I wonder what the place looked like when he moved in. If it had actually improved or not.
Pulling down my boxers I finally relieved myself, letting out a soft sigh. The first pee in the morning was always the best. After washing my hands I tiptoed right back to the bed, seeing Deidara had shifted in position a bit again and was now lying on his back. His eyes were closed, but I assumed he was up now. Carefully I slid back and indeed he shuffled to the side a bit to make more room for me.
'Morning,' he muttered, stretching his arms above his head, showing of his lithe torso to me.
Reaching over I wrapped an arm around his waist and gave him a kiss on his shoulder as I snuggled closer to him once more. 'Good morning, Dei,' I responded softly.
For a second he let me hold him, but then it seemed he had enough sleep, pushing the arm off his body and sitting up in the bed. With blurry eyes he looked around the room and then blew out his breath. 'What time is it? I feel like I slept for so long.' Rubbing his eyes he tried to will the drowsiness away and then shook his head, his blond hair flailing around.
I could only give him an estimated guess since I didn't wear a watch and my phone was somewhere in my jeans, so I hadn't checked yet. The sun was still low in the sky though. 'I think it's around eight a.m.,' I replied, following him into a sitting position, though I was feeling far more awake than he did.
'Oh, that's actually still really early,' he muttered, flopping back down on the bed and pulling the sheets up high till they reached his chin. 'So I think some more sleep should be fine.' And then he closed his eyes, signaling we were not getting out of bed just yet. I wasn't sure if I could actually get back to sleep, but I laid down next to him anyway, studying his features from the side. He had a really small nose and it dipped up slightly.
'Dei, can I ask you something?' Because I would not lay here bored for another half an hour, because he wanted to sleep a little longer. And I was curious about something. This had all gone a little fast or very fast to be exact. I didn't really know how the dating scene worked, but I was fairly sure people wouldn't spend the night after the first date. Some would of course, but most wouldn't. Especially if you're not that sure about your sexuality, right?
'Hn,' was his very intelligent sounding response which I just took as a "what the hell do you want?"
'Remember the day we met you said you weren't sure you were gay or not, but you wanted to see if you were with me. So what is your answer to that now?' I smirked a little, feeling rather confident about the answer, because with what we had done last night it was pretty obvious in my opinion. Still he could just fool me. The raise of an eyebrow, even if his eyes were closed said he found the question a little ridiculous.
With a sigh he turned on his side to face me, getting ready for some serious talk. I wasn't even aware that my question had been that serious. 'Well, if I weren't into guys, I think I would've blown you off the first time you kissed me, don't you think?' he answered with a smirk and then I knew he wasn't that serious as I first had thought. 'But maybe I am bi, like you. I mean I find girls attractive too.' He then creeped a little closer to me, wrapping an arm around my neck, following through with a soft kiss on my lips. 'Right now though,' he murmured. 'I believe I can be labeled as ita-sexual.'
Of course I responded to the kiss immediately, forcing another into it when Deidara was about to pull back. I got an eye roll for that. Grabbing him by the waist again I turned our bodies until he was lying on top of me and that sweet smile on his lips made my heart race. 'So I am the first to know you are now into men, right? I think it should stay that way, so I can keep you close forever.' Had I really just said that?
'Oh, you would like that, huh?' Deidara teased, meeting my lips in another soft kiss, this one lasting just a little longer than the one before. 'It may be smart though,' he then added, putting on a thoughtful look. 'I mean I really enjoy working at the restaurant and the three owners are really nice, but one of my bosses has been hitting on me ever since I started working there. We don't want you to get any competition of course.'
Such a low blow. I didn't even know Deidara could be such a tease. At least I knew he wasn't serious, but I did feel the flare of jealousy rising up inside my chest. This boss better not be too goodlooking or be really sweet or something. What if he would whisk away Deidara? Even if this dating thing was scary, I didn't want to give up that easily already. 'Do I need to be wary of him?' I still asked, just to be certain. Deidara has known this guy much longer than he has known me, so I could be just a practice ride or something. I didn't think Deidara was like that, but you can never be too sure, right?
'Nah, if I had wanted to see him, then I would've responded to his advances long ago. Just don't want to get his hopes up if I would come out to the brothers.' A light shrug of the shoulders said Deidara was done talking about it as he laid his head down on my shoulder, blowing out a small puff of air. 'He's not really good at flirting anyway. It makes me uncomfortable.'
'I can kick his ass if you need me to,' I responded lightly with a smirk on my lips, smiling into his hair as I pecked it softly. Time was slowly passing by more and more and I knew I would have to leave soon, but this moment together was just amazing. Sharing personal things, even if they were all about Deidara, felt nice. I had never really done anything like this, except with maybe my little brother. Sasuke didn't really count though.
A chuckle bubbled up from Deidara and he tried to shake his head while he still laid down. It didn't work out really well. 'I'm sure you can. He's also really short though, so you would have to aim low.' That was a little mean to say, but hey, I didn't know the guy. No need for me to feel bad about it.
It then fell silent again and the soft breathing of Deidara told me he was falling asleep again. It was nice to be able to hold him like this without thinking of the repercussions. If my father would find out, then I would be in deep trouble. It was something I should remember, should consider when I was holding Deidara like this or sharing kisses with him. But I didn't want to. I wanted this and I wanted it to last. I don't think there is a safe way out though. So for now I would stuff it away and think about it some other time.
Glancing around the apartment it suddenly felt so empty. I had never lived on my own before and would find it odd, even if being alone was nice from time to time. 'Hey, Dei,' I whispered, getting a soft groan in return. 'I wondered why you live on your own. I mean you're still pretty young and I know what happened to your mother, but why don't you live with your father anymore?'
Raising his head Deidara blinked at me a little stupidly until the question finally got through. He really had been about to fall asleep again. Maybe I should feel a little guilty about that, but I didn't. Now we actually had more time together where we were doing something. 'No special reason actually. You know my mom died at childbirth and it isn't the case that my dad hated me after it. Dad just really loved her, but didn't understand how to take care of me when she was gone. He was a bit clueless I guess, so I've been on my own from the very start. We didn't really have a lot in common and it didn't feel like home to me. I wanted to be free and that's when I chose to leave at sixteen. I would not mind seeing my dad again, but I won't go out looking for him. The same goes for him I guess.'
I had anticipated on an abusive relationship or perhaps neglect, and perhaps the latter was the case, but still not as bad as I thought. 'I must say, I really didn't expect that.' I envied him for his story on how he had chosen to leave himself. He hadn't been kicked out or taken away by child services. His home was just not right and he had left.
Unsure on what to say next I simply kissed him again and he lazily joined into it, slipping his tongue inside my mouth and exploring whatever he wanted to. Really the best way to change the subject if I may say so myself. He ended the kiss with a little nip at my bottom lip and then pressed his head down on my shoulder once more.
'Dei, it's really time for me to leave. I hadn't counted on staying over, so I still have a lot of work to do for next week,' I half lied and then he let out an annoyed groan, clearly unsatisfied, but it was also slightly acted. Deidara wasn't really a drama queen, but could play one very well if he wanted to.
With another groan he pushed himself up and rolled off of me and laid back down beside me. 'Alright, alright,' he muttered. 'Give me a call tonight when you can catch a break,' he ordered more than asked, but I didn't mind. I would've at least texted him anyway, probably before it even turned evening. Couldn't stay without contact for too long, even if I was a bit of a phone noob.
'I'll call you after dinner,' I replied as I hoisted myself out of bed and started picking up my clothes. All wrinkled now, but mother would iron everything after washing it anyway. At least this time they wouldn't be too dirty. I have come home a lot worse and she has never said a thing. Possibly too embarrassed by all the stains she discovered on there. Perhaps I should thank her sometime, although I'm not sure if she would actually appreciate the gesture.
Arms now propped under his head Deidara watched me get dressed, blue eyes dark under his long lashes. 'When are we getting together again?' he asked nonchalantly, acting as if he didn't really care, but we both knew better. We both wanted to see each other as soon as possible, but unfortunately that wasn't as easy as we hoped for.
While I was putting on my pants I thought on how my week looked like. It didn't look too great. I had another paper due and my father expected me to be working on it a lot the upcoming week. Then I had to join my father in a meeting on Wednesday… 'Friday night as a day off for me.'
He immediately shook his head. 'Can't do Fridays. I work the evening shift and it's always really busy then. I have Saturday off though, so we can do then?'
'Yeah, sounds good.' I was now fully dressed again and grabbing my keys from the little side table. It would be another full week before we saw each other again and with my schedule and his it might be the case every week. I really wish I could see him more often.
'Okay, it's a date,' he replied and then turned on his side to face away from me, letting me know he was going back to sleep while I could just leave. Trying to be as silent as possible I made my way to the door, but halted right before I opened it. I glanced over my shoulder and saw Deidara's bare shoulder peeking from under the sheets, the little white dove in mid-flight trying to go up to the ceiling or that was what it looked like now at least.
'This may sound like an odd question, but are you happy?'
A bit confused he raised his head and glanced over at me, frown furrowing his eyebrows together. 'Yeah, I guess I am. Why?'
'No reason,' I replied as I turned my head away again, opening the door as an empty smile found my lips.
Characters © Masashi Kishimoto
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