A month later…
As J was walking on the streets, he turns to Café de Wayne. From the window, he sees that Hayakawa is once again surrounded on all sides by girls and women.
'I know it's his job but…' J grits his teeth, veins threatening to pop, 'It's irritating… especially since Hayakawa-san is mine…'
J blinks then shakes his head at that thought, 'Since when have I thought of Hayakawa-san as mine?… But still…this irritated, angry feeling won't go away…!'
As J stomps his feet as he walks, he notices that he's being followed. As such, he enters an alley, walking until he hit a dead end before facing a group of thugs.
"What business do you have with me?" J asks, calmly assessing the situation. 'Just ten of them, huh…'
"Oh, it's nothing personal…" one of the thugs say, "Just that a certain someone hired us to teach you a lesson about respect."
J glares, "I see…"
Another one with a baseball bat, nails embedded into it, says, "Don't worry…we'll mess you up real good, pretty boy."
Smiling, J gets into a stance, "You guys are just in time, actually… I'm very irritated right now… so, you won't mind if I take it out on you guys, right?"
The thugs glare, "Get him!" and they rush J all at once.
J moves at an alarming speed, landing punches and kicks left and right, dodging as many hits as possible. A few of them manage to get some hits in, but J doesn't even flinch, hitting them back hard. Carnage and knocked over trashcans in his wake.
Before the last of the thugs fall, J smiles as he wipes the blood off from the corner of his mouth, "Tell that Senpai of mine that if he wants to get revenge, he should do it himself…either that, or hire more help…" With that, J knocks the last one out with a punch to the face.
J pants, smirking as the adrenaline in his veins dulls the pain he should be feeling. As he runs home, he ignores the throbbing bruises and cuts that have started bleeding again.
When he gets to the door, he suddenly feels the pain and exhaustion he couldn't before. Quickly, he opens the door and closes it behind him, slowly making his way to the couch before passing out.
When Hayakawa comes home, he sees J bruised, battered, and bleeding on the couch.
"J…?!" Hayakawa yells as he shakes J, who doesn't respond for a minute before opening his eyes.
"Oh…welcome back, Hayakawa-san," J blinks and smiles.
Hayakawa sighs in relief before getting the first aid kit. He sits J upright, stripping off his jacket and shirt before he treats his wounds, bandaging his cuts and putting cream on his bruises along with heat compresses.
"What happened?" he asks as he pokes a cotton ball full of disinfectant on one of J's cuts.
"Tsk…" J grimaces, flinching at the pain, "I was ambushed by some thugs…they were probably hired by a certain Senpai of mine…but I took care of it," he explains, "Ow!"
"Well, …you should be more careful then…" Hayakawa frowns, "It could've been a lot worse…"
"It's nothing I can't handle though," J complains, "Besides, I was…irritated, so I took it out on them."
That got Hayakawa's attention, "Irritated? By what?"
J shakes his head, "Nothing…"
"It's not nothing…" Hayakawa forces J to look at him, two fingers pinching J's chin, "Tell me," he demands as he looks J right in the eye.
Those purple eyes stare unmoving, right into his soul until J couldn't take it anymore and gave in, "I was…irritated and angry by all the attention your customers give you… especially those girls and women. I know it's your job, but I just…"
Hayakawa blinks before smiling in understanding, "So, you were jealous?"
J blushes, not answering that, which only made Hayakawa smile knowingly. He kisses J on the forehead, "You know you're my number one, right?"
Then he kisses J on lips, "That you're the only one for me?" He kisses J's cheeks, "That I'm yours?"
J blushes, suddenly very embarrassed, nervous, and full of uncertainty, "Are you mine though?"
"I am," Hayakawa kisses the back of J's hand, "Is that OK with you?"
"Mm…" J nods, looking down at the floor, the gesture and Hayakawa's words making him feel better.
After finishing patching up J's wounds, Hayakawa makes dinner. After they eat, Hayakawa leads J to bed, hugging him loosely so as to not irritate his wounds.
"Should I walk you to school and back from now on?" Hayakawa asks in a concerned tone.
J frowns, "No…I can handle it…besides, I don't want to bother you with this when you're at work…"
"You're not a bother J…" Hayakawa sighs, "I can work something out with Tachibana…he'll understand…"
J shakes his head, "If it does happen again, I'll call you, OK?" he tries to compromise before he completely fell asleep.
Sighing, Hayakawa agrees, "OK…but you better call me J…"
"Mm…" J falls asleep, and Hayakawa follows suit as he lightly holds J.
