Still don't own. Thanks for the reviews! And this is theme #3, pulse.
Suguru shifted and then froze. He was snuggled next to a body. Oh no. Who in the world was he next to? He slammed his eyes shut. What in the world happened last night? Trying to keep his breathing even, he pressed his ear against the flat chest (male then, it would seem, thank god!) and listened to the heartbeat. In, out, in, out…
He would easily be able to fall back to sleep with the strong beats but the sense of panic was still in the back of his mind, keeping him up. This was good…yes, very good. He couldn't fall asleep again in some unknown person's bed.
Suguru tried to think back on the night before. Okay…there had been a party for the release of Bad Luck's newest album. There had also been quite a few (read: a lot) people there. Suguru remembered downing several flutes of champagne and then going off with…with…with…AHHH! He couldn't remember! The panic flared again and he listened to the heartbeat once more. In, out, in, out…
It was actually quite soothing…
NO! He had to figure out who this was!
Taking a deep breath, he thought back. He remembered strong arms holding him and long hair brushing his face and dark, dark eyes…
He paled slightly (even though he himself didn't know it) at his description of the man. It sounded a bit like K…As long as it wasn't, he would be fine. It also sounded a bit like Hiro, and that could go two ways…
Well, the first would be Hiro would hate him and/or ignore this whole incident ever happened. The second would be everything would go great and smooth and both of them would live happily-ever-after-the-end.
Breathing in the smell of cinnamon- from the person- he opened one eye a slit and was met with the slight of a beautifully muscular tan chest. Then he looked up the tiniest bit and saw tender cocoa eyes and silky auburn hair. His breathing stopped. Slowly, the blanks in his memory started to fill in.
"Hey," Hiro muttered. "I was wondering when you would open you eyes. You went tense a couple minutes ago."
Suguru flushed, looked away, and hoped Hiro would (unknowingly, of course) the second way. Then he remembered to start breathing. In, out, in, out…just like Hiro's strong heartbeat. His eyes fluttered shut; sleep settling in from the gentle lullaby of Hiro's heartbeat but Hiro chuckled.
"Do you want breakfast?" Hiro asked.
Suguru blinked several times, smiled the tiniest bit, and said, "I'll make it if that's okay."
Hiro smiled, brushed a kiss over Suguru's temple, and stood, stretching like a cat. "If you want to." Suguru resisted the urge to grin like an idiot. It looked like Hiro had- unknowingly of course- chosen the second way.