Chapter 2
Tezuka arrived on his front door exactly at 7.00 P.M. Slightly drunk, he took a deep breath before unlocking the door.
Actually, he finished his meeting with Hattori at 5.00 P.M, but then he strolled the crowded street and somewhat found a small bar. He drank while thinking of his boyfriend.
Should he take Fuji with him? It is reasonable, considering his current condition. But, does Fuji wanted to go with him?
Hawaii is a great place, and it's not far from Japan. If Fuji wanted to visit his family, with Tezuka's upcoming salary, he could easily go back. And the good thing is, there are lots of Japanese people there, so he won't be lonely. After all, Fuji isn't the shy or unfriendly, not like him.
"Tadaima," he uttered, softly.
No reply. He took off his shoes and his thick black coat. He walked towards the bedroom, with unbalanced steps.
"I drank too much," he growled.
On the bedroom, he sank down his body roughly on the bed. He really couldn't stand excessive alcohol. Then, his bathroom door was opened, and Fuji came out with only a towel on his waist, his brown hair wet.
"Kunimitsu!" he approached Tezuka, aware of his lover's red cheeks and sweaty forehead. "Have you been drinking too much?
"Aa…Mm…" Instead of looking at Fuji's worried face, his eyes were caught up with the bare white-creamy flesh in front of him.
"… Mitsu," he glared, "look at me."
His slender fingers wiped the sweats on Tezuka's forehead. "Do you want water?"
He slightly nodded. Fuji took off Tezuka's glasses and kissed him lightly on the nose, before he could pull him for more, Fuji already left the room.
Slowly, Tezuka closed his eyes, trying to ease the pain on his head.
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Fuji went back to the room, dressed, with a tray full of water and a cup of medicine tea. He widened his eyes when he saw Tezuka, almost falling asleep.
He put the tray on a table. "Do you want the lights off?"
Tezuka hummed heavily.
After switching off the lights, Fuji stretched his arms to help Tezuka sit up.
"Thank you," he muttered after Fuji gave him the water and drank it rather greedily.
Fuji then handed the medicine tea. "Drink this. You'll get better."
He sniffed a bit. "What does it taste like?"
The other snickered. "Not as bad as Inui's juice."
Frowning, Tezuka gulped the tea and drank it all in a gulp. Smiling, Fuji took the empty cup and placed it on the tray.
"So, wasn't I'm the one who supposed to be drinking?" He teased.
Smiling, Tezuka laid his back down, and lightly pulled Fuji's wrist down to join him. "I'm sorry."
Fuji snuggled to his chest, inhaling his scent. "It's okay, but by the way, you really smell bad, Mitsu," he sat up quickly and pulled out a white T-shirt and long black pants from the drawer.
"Sit," he commanded. Grinning, he unbuttoned Tezuka's shirt and replaced it with the T-shirt in his hand.
"Syuusuke."
Fuji, who's now taking off Tezuka's pants, gazed upward. "What?"
"Are you feeling better now?"
Fuji didn't hesitate to answer; instead he finished dressing his lover, and slid back under the blanket, snuggling to his embrace. "A little bit, thanks to you." Fuji's warm, slender hand brushed his dark brown bangs away from his eyes.
Tezuka sighed heavily, his face started to sweat. "Syuusuke, I don't know if this is the right time to tell you this, but…"
The slender man backed up a little bit, waiting for him to continue.
He had to do this. "Syuusuke, I will be director of finance in a hotel."
"Eeh?" Fuji put his palms on Tezuka's cheeks. "Congratulation! Wow, at such a young age? That means you can be the CEO at 30 years old…"
"Syuusuke," he cut," I'm moving to Hawaii."
Two blue eyes stared at him. "My boss has trusted me to handle his new hotel there. I have to leave on Sunday."
No reaction. Tezuka sighed. "But, he told me that I can bring one person with me, to live there with me. His company will pay all of our expenses. Syuusuke, I want you to come with me."
Tezuka tightened his grip on Fuji's hand. "…Syu-"
"Kunimitsu," he tilted his head," I…I don't know…"
The tall man stood up. "Don't you want to be with me?"
"Of course, I want to be with you," he stood in front of him," but, what about my family, my career…" The last word made Tezuka think for a while. Fuji was a amateur photographer for a local magazine, and he loved his job.
"I can handle that. If you want to visit your family, you can go whenever you want. About your career, I'm sure you can easily get a new job there." Tezuka held his shoulders.
Biting his lower lip, Fuji shook his head. "I… don't know. Look, can you give me some time to think? A lot of things have happened to me lately, and I'm still confused…"
Tezuka stood still. Now he felt like a selfish bastard. Fuji walked to the windows, folded his arms, and gazed to the sky, his brows frowning. Tezuka put on his glasses before approaching him, sliding his arms around his waist. He kissed his hair, and whispered softly, "I'm sorry."
Fuji leaned his head back to Tezuka's shoulder. "It's okay. I'm sorry, too."
He kissed his eyes, breathing the brown hair's scent. "Am I being selfish?"
He chuckled. "I was going to ask you the same question."
Both of them smiled, and tightened their hold on each other.
a/n:
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