"Eiji-kun will no longer work for me" Oishi said, sadly, while picking some salad. He was having lunch with Haruka at the hospital.
"What?" she stopped eating and looked at him surprised. "Why?"
"He's going to move out. He said a friend from college invited him to share the apartment with her and it's closer to school."
"A girl?! You think it's his girlfriend?"
"He told me it was not, but still…. it's too sudden."
"When's he leaving?"
"He started to pack some of his things already. So, this weekend, probably."
Haruka noticed the sadness on his friend's face and felt sorry for him.
"You got really attached to him, right?" her voice was gentle. "I guess it can't be helped. Eiji-kun is a wonderful kid. Are you going to be okay?"
"Yeah." He smiled sadly. "It will just take a while to adjust to an empty home again. I will have no one to say good morning and good night to."
She observed his expression for a while and it really worried her. It took a moment to reunite the words on her mind.
"How are things in your relationship? After so many years, isn't living together a possibility?"
The green eyes were surprised with her question.
"No, not at all. It was never a topic."
"Don't you think it's a natural progression?"
"We're just not in that stage yet." Even though he responded with a small smile, Haruka knew he was bothered by the subject and wanted to avoid it.
"Well, we can always go to your place and bother you. And you can always come to our home as well."
"Thank you." he smiled.
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Eiji was home, folding some of the clean clothes of the week. He still had some time before going to school. He had already finished with Oishi's bed sheets, pants and shirts, placing them on his wardrobe.
He was on his room now, putting his laundry on some cardboard boxes. Even though he didn't have a lot of belongings, it felt incredibly heavy to prepare the moving out. He was trying his best to delay the packing so he could stay more days near Shuichirou.
The young doctor continued to work a lot, so the time they had together lately was short and it made things even more difficult. At the same time, he didn't want to wait long enough so Tezuka could come to their home again.
"This place isn't my home anymore." He corrected himself, while finishing folding some jeans. But, when he was about to pick up another clothe, he found one of Shuichirou's pajama shirts in the middle of his laundry. It was one of his favorites, a dark blue one.
Without realizing, Eiji took his time, touching the fabric gently and remembering every time he saw Oishi using it. At home he liked to be comfortable, so he would change into his pajamas as soon as he arrived. Even though his pajamas were loose, Eiji still could see Shuichirou's lean muscles of his arms and chest against the fabric. He closed his eyes and hugged the shirt, breathing in deeply.
"Oishi-san's scent." Kikumaru remembered how that smell made him peaceful every time the doctor hugged him when he was on a panic attack and especially on that night at the inn, when they slept together.
After a moment, he was finally aware of his actions and threw the shirt far away, on his bed. His face was burning in embarrassment and he put a hand over his forehead.
"What was that?!" it was a good thing he was home alone. He wondered Oishi's expression on seeing him doing such a strange thing.
Eiji's heart was racing painfully and he left the things at his room undone, picking up his backpack and leaving to college in hurried steps, trying to forget what he had just done.
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"Thank you for having me." Tezuka said, before removing his shoes. After so much time without seeing each other, Oishi had sent him a message on Friday night, inviting him to have dinner on his place. Kunimitsu was a little surprise with the message, but accepted it. He had a busy week and he could use some sex for relaxing.
"I'm glad you were able to come." Shuichirou smiled, taking the jacket of his dark grey suit and putting it on a hanger near.
"Are you alone?" he asked, looking around. Kikumaru was not there.
"Eiji-kun sent me a message he would be home later today, he's practicing some food on the experimental kitchen at college"
"I see." So they are still living together? What a stubborn kid, Tezuka thought.
"I prepared some pasta with meat, so…" his words stopped when Kunimitsu cupped his face and kissed him possessively and deeply, surprising Shuichirou. The green eyes were wide when the taller body pushed him down to the sofa, his tongue touching his, his hand already opening his pants.
"Tezuka…" he tried to speak between those desperate kisses, but was only able to have his attention when pushed him away a little. "Wait, please."
"What is it?" he asked, seriously, fixing his glasses on his face. Had he become even more handsome on those days they didn't see each other?
"We cannot do this. Eiji-kun…"
"Wasn't it the reason you wanted me here tonight?" he asked, already a little bothered for him worrying about that boy again in such circumstance. Before Shuichirou could answer, he spread small kisses on the tense tendon of his neck, whispering. "You said yourself he will be late."
"But…"
"It's been too long." He nibbled the soft skin of his neck and made Oishi sigh. One of his hands slid inside his underwear, touching him and making him hard inside his fingers.
Shuichirou gave up, putting his rational thoughts aside. He touched Tezuka's light hair and brought his face close to a hungry kiss.
"Let's go to my bedroom. But we can't take long." He whispered, the green eyes filled with desire already.
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"Ah!" Shuichirou grabbed the sheets of his bed tightly, trying to deal with the intense pleasure Tezuka was making him feel. He was on fours and Kunimitsu was deep inside of him. "It's too intense!" he thought, lowering his face and hiding it on the pillows, trying to muffle his moans. "Was he missing me that much?"
He felt Tezuka's body over his, before he nibbled his shoulder, his face against his.
"Don't hold back." He whispered seriously. "I want to hear your voice."
His thrusts became stronger and Shuichirou turned around and laid on his back, wanting to see him. The light bangs were glued on his forehead due to the sweat and the dark eyes looked into the green ones, devouring his soul while Kunimitsu continued to control his body entirely.
Tezuka put his hands under his back, supporting his legs on his shoulders, making him fold completely, so he could have even more power over him. His mouth was on Oishi's nipples, sucking them while their bodies were tightly interwined together.
"Tezuka!' Shuichirou hands grabbed his arms and Kunimitsu had a small satisfied smile on his face while his mouth and tongue swept over his hot chest.
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"Oishi-san?!" Eiji opened the apartment door quickly, with a big smile on his face. He had a small container on his hand. He was finally able to make the perfect apple tartan and had brought one for Shuichirou to try. But, his smiled died when seeing the larger and strange expensive black shoe on the doorstep and the dark grey jacket on the hanger near the door. Were they having visitors?
"Oishi-san?" he called him again, entering the living room and there was no one around. Suddenly, Oishi's voice reached his ears and he noticed the closed door. Coming close, he heard the exact moment when Shuichirou cried Tezuka's name. His moans intensified and Eiji didn't have to be a genius to understand what was going on. The small plastic container on his hands fell on the ground due to the shock.
The blue eyes were wide in absolute panic and Eiji grabbed the container before leaving the apartment in desperate steps. He throw it on a gargage bin as soon as he left the building.
He could feel the serious, round tears falling down his face and he could actually hear the sound of his heart breaking in small pieces while he walked down the streets.
