6.
Believe or not nothing else happened between the two of us, we sat there for a long time cradling eachother but it went no farther then that. Probably because it wasn't long before I heard the door open downstairs. I pushed Takeru off my lap and bolted out of the room trying to make it look like we hadn't just been hanging all over eachother. Tai was standing in the hallway his hands shoved into the pockets of his khakis. I blinked.
"What now?" I asked angrily. He looked up at me, from the bottom of the stairs and sighed.
"Can we talk?" I closed the bedroom door, ignoring the look T.K. was giving me from the bed. Like he was about to scream. The fear in his eyes that yelled, what if he really does hurt you this time? Because I could tell, that Tai did not have beating me in mind. I walked down the stairs, still shirtless. My cut back exposed and wrapped for everyone to see. Everyone being Tai. I walked back into the living room stepping around the broken glass and seated myself on the couch.
"Allright. Let's talk." I stated grabbing a pack of ciggarettes out of the drawer in the end table. I stuck one in my mouth and lit up inhaling deeply. The nicotine crept into my lungs, I leaned my head back against the couch cushions breathing in the smoke. I heard Tai seat himself at the opposite end of the couch.
"I'm sorry." He informed me. I opened my eyes and looked over at him. He was looking straight ahead at the TV, although it was off. His expression was utterly ashamed.
"It's allright." I said taking another drag from the ciggarette.
"No, I really am. I mean...I didn't even give you a chance to explain. Maybe it was something else. It was something else. Right?" Taichi inquired worriedly. I blew out the smoke closing my eyes again.
"No. It wasn't." I told him honestly.
"What? Oh well. Look it doesn't matter it was a mistake. I still want to be with you...if you can forgive me." I winced breathing in heavily on the ciggarette as though I had to depend on it. And right now I really did. It was relaxing me in a time when everything else was stressing me out. How did you tell someone that you couldn't be with them because you were in love with your brother? There didn't seem to be any reasonable way to put that into words. So I lied.
"I don't think we should right now Tai. I think we need a break. And my back agrees." I spoke with a slight snort. Forcing my eyes open to look at him. He nodded.
"I understand. Well, will you call me atleast?" Taichi questioned. I nodded and he stood up brushing a quick kiss over my forehead.
"I'm sorry, I love you." He reminded me quickly before turning and walking back out. Hopefully for the rest of the day. I wasn't sure how many more Tai encounters I could handle.
Believe or not nothing else happened between the two of us, we sat there for a long time cradling eachother but it went no farther then that. Probably because it wasn't long before I heard the door open downstairs. I pushed Takeru off my lap and bolted out of the room trying to make it look like we hadn't just been hanging all over eachother. Tai was standing in the hallway his hands shoved into the pockets of his khakis. I blinked.
"What now?" I asked angrily. He looked up at me, from the bottom of the stairs and sighed.
"Can we talk?" I closed the bedroom door, ignoring the look T.K. was giving me from the bed. Like he was about to scream. The fear in his eyes that yelled, what if he really does hurt you this time? Because I could tell, that Tai did not have beating me in mind. I walked down the stairs, still shirtless. My cut back exposed and wrapped for everyone to see. Everyone being Tai. I walked back into the living room stepping around the broken glass and seated myself on the couch.
"Allright. Let's talk." I stated grabbing a pack of ciggarettes out of the drawer in the end table. I stuck one in my mouth and lit up inhaling deeply. The nicotine crept into my lungs, I leaned my head back against the couch cushions breathing in the smoke. I heard Tai seat himself at the opposite end of the couch.
"I'm sorry." He informed me. I opened my eyes and looked over at him. He was looking straight ahead at the TV, although it was off. His expression was utterly ashamed.
"It's allright." I said taking another drag from the ciggarette.
"No, I really am. I mean...I didn't even give you a chance to explain. Maybe it was something else. It was something else. Right?" Taichi inquired worriedly. I blew out the smoke closing my eyes again.
"No. It wasn't." I told him honestly.
"What? Oh well. Look it doesn't matter it was a mistake. I still want to be with you...if you can forgive me." I winced breathing in heavily on the ciggarette as though I had to depend on it. And right now I really did. It was relaxing me in a time when everything else was stressing me out. How did you tell someone that you couldn't be with them because you were in love with your brother? There didn't seem to be any reasonable way to put that into words. So I lied.
"I don't think we should right now Tai. I think we need a break. And my back agrees." I spoke with a slight snort. Forcing my eyes open to look at him. He nodded.
"I understand. Well, will you call me atleast?" Taichi questioned. I nodded and he stood up brushing a quick kiss over my forehead.
"I'm sorry, I love you." He reminded me quickly before turning and walking back out. Hopefully for the rest of the day. I wasn't sure how many more Tai encounters I could handle.