CHAPTER 8


Kise could not sleep.

It was the first night after his discharge. The first night he was allowed to sleep with Kuroko... on the same bed.

Kise had the sudden urge to shift his body to a comfortable position, but he held himself. It was awkward enough for him to sleep with his crush — which had became his husband out of nowhere, in his opinion — on the same bed, and to just simply move his body a little... he felt embarrassed to do it.

Perhaps, Kise merely did not want to wake Kuroko up. And also, perhaps Kise still viewed Kuroko as a person he did not know very well aside that he was his crush and teammate...

Kise stared at the ceiling above him. All events that had happened to him recently made him wonder more and somehow the thoughts really exhausted him.

Why did he forget? What had happened before the accident? Was his marriage with Kuroko a happy one? The same questions kept playing in his mind and he could not help but to sigh.

Kise took a peek at Kuroko, whom his back was facing him.

It seemed like Kuroko was already sleeping. Kise wondered if he could shift his body without waking him...

Slowly, Kise put pressure on the bed through his arm, rising his upper body to turn to his side and lowered down his body gently, minimising the bounce he caused on the bed.

Ah, this is more comfortable, he thought as he closed his eyes.

Indeed, he fell into a deep sleep soon his body relaxed. The questions could wait, now all he needed was a good rest.


Kuroko could feel the mattress bounced as Kise moved. The blanket was also slightly pulled from Kuroko, though it barely slipped away his body.

Kuroko closed his eyes, but never once falling asleep. Somehow, he had trouble sleeping that night since his eyes refused to co-operate with him and chose to keep him wide awake.

He opened his eyes as soon he knew he would not be able to sleep. The first thing he saw was Mamoru's crib next to the bed, with Mamoru soundly sleeping within.

Kuroko's eyes softened. Taking care of Mamoru was somehow very easy to him — he rarely fussed and cried during the day. Though, this was the first night Mamoru was sleeping with him in the same room and Kuroko was hoping he was like the day him.

Now, Kuroko wanted to look at Kise without getting caught. He decided to steal a glance of Kise behind him and ended up seeing his back.

His manly, broad back.

Kuroko's cheeks heated up as an urge to hug Kise and nuzzle those manly back and broad shoulders suddenly tugged his desire.

Kuroko wanted to do it, but the situation forbade him from doing so. Kise might freak out by him and Kuroko did not want that.

Yet, he longed for the touches. Was it wrong for him to desire his own husband? To do things which involved touching, hugging, loving...

But, the man next to him... could he still consider him as his husband? Or his husband whom he loved dearly was assumed... gone for now?

Kuroko tried his best to suppress his tears. He had to be strong. He knew he could go through this.

In his heart, he only hoped that every time he thought of Kise, he would end up smiling brightly and not crying sadly.

For now, he just had to let go of his urge and try dissociate himself from the painful reality.

Well, at least in his dream, he could be with Kise in any way he wanted lest the reality decided to be harsher on him when he woke up later.