:C
I insist you listen to this while reading: watch?v=_nj-LnZqY-0
Or even this: watch?v=f-53SghjHto
XIV
戻らない過去に泣いた夜たちに 告げるサヨナラ明日はきっと輝けるように
Although it seems to remain the same, everything changes. Shouyou feels it in the way Oikawa's attentive gaze is always fixed on him. He feels it in the way he walks by his side whenever he goes to take a stroll through the garden, among grass and trees.
It's like a blanket made of the finest silk ―it protects him, yet doesn't overwhelm him.
He's the most powerful person in all Japan, and even though Shouyou doesn't has him at his feet, he sees in Oikawa's smile that he actually could.
Nevertheless, he doesn't think about that when he gently rests his head against his husband's shoulder. He doesn't think about that when Oikawa encircles his body with his arm and they fix their gazes on the sunset, the first stars appearing over the golden hues.
"What do you think the stars would tell us if they could talk, Tooru-san? If you were a star, what would you say?"
It's a sigh, a sign of trust, and Oikawa ponders the question for a long time before answering:
"'Do not leave me'". He deliberates for a little while before adding: "And 'stay'."
Shouyou laughs and hits him lightly on the shoulder. It comes natural to him. It comes natural, this way of trusting him.
"So cruel, Hina-chan!"
"Such weird words coming from a star!"
Oikawa shrugs apologetically. Shouyou perceives him as somewhat ashamed.
The explanation follows suit.
"It's what I'd tell you if I were a star."
Shouyou bites his tongue to stop himself from asking why he'd ever think he would leave him. He bites his tongue to remind himself he's an imposter, and not a lady in love.
Although maybe the second part is half-true.
"Tooru-san…"
He has nothing left to say. He just pronounces his name out of habit, because it's his mantra, because it's the only safe word he knows. Perhaps Oikawa knows it, and that's why he tilts his head towards him and caresses his cheek with his lips.
Shouyou realizes too late that he hasn't tried to move away.
He realizes too late that he hasn't done it because he thought Oikawa was going to kiss him.
When Oikawa draws back, Shouyou's hand grabs the fabric of his yukata.
"Tooru-san…"
He's conscious of what he's asking for. He asks for it wordlessly, and Oikawa hears his petition in this same silent prayer.
His husband turns towards him. His hands go to his back ―he can feel them through the think fabric of his clothes. Shouyou raises his face, his lips ready.
"Hina-chan…"
Ready for Oikawa's lips, lips that never come.
"I cannot help but wonder…"
Because all he gets are ice-cold words.
"… why would you lie to me?"
Before Shouyou can react, Oikawa brings his hands forward, against his chest and, with a swift movement, he forces him down so he's lying on the wooden floor.
He opens his robes brusquely.
"No, wai…!"
The pleas don't arrive in time; as if it were a common dishcloth, Oikawa tears down any fabric still protecting Shouyou. He leaves him exposed, his chest now naked.
The naked chest that undoubtedly belongs to a man.
Shouyou shudders. He cannot even bring himself to cover his face with his hands.
Just like that, the love spell over the emperor has vanished.
He simply looks at him with cold, calculating eyes.
"You lied to me. All this time, you lied to me."
It's a weary sigh rather than outraged. Oikawa backs away silently, and suddenly he's on his feet again. Shouyou only manages to bite his lips not to cry, his eyes fixed on the emotionless face in front of him.
"And you never even considered telling me the truth, am I wrong?"
There are no words, and Shouyou feels he cannot hear anything, because Oikawa Tooru is right. He feels as if he has become deaf, and even so the last thing the emperor says somehow pierces through his ears:
"Ah, aren't you cruel…, Nacchan?"
Well, so much for the fluff. Reviews? ;_;
-Pequeña.