Dangerous Love

Day Three: Fast


Kasamatsu gripped his seat belt as he sunk further into the passenger side seat. "Aren't you going a little too fast?" Kasamatsu asked as he wondered how they never managed to get the attention of any police.

"I know these streets. We'll be fine." The tanned man muttered under his breath, his tone of voice sounding somewhat remorseful.

Kasamatsu stared at Aomine for a few moments before he turned away. He cleared his throat, finally deciding on his first question. "How do you know my dad?" Kasamatsu asked.

Aomine spared the teenager a glance from his peripheral vision before turning his attention back to the road. "I don't. Not really, in any case. I was just hired by him to protect you."

Kasamatsu hummed in response. "Protect me from what?"

The royal blue eyed male sighed. "Look, Kasamatsu, your father was - no, is - involved with people in the mafia. All I know is that he said something bad went down and now they are targeting his family."

"Then what about my mother and my three younger brothers?" Kasamatsu pressed, his hands squeezing the seat belt. He ignored the sinking feeling in the pit of his stomach and swallowed the lump that was beginning to form in his throat. "Are they okay? Safe?"

"I'm pretty sure they are fine. I heard him talking on the phone; said something about sending them on a 'vacation' with a family friend." Aomine replied.

"A family friend…" Kasamatsu repeated as the information slowly sunk in. He wet his lips as he shifted in his seat. "I guess as long as they are safe. But if he sent them away, does that mean they don't know what's happening with him?"

Aomine shook his head. "Probably not." He answered. "Your father was smart to leave his family out of this for so long."

"Yeah," Kasamatsu said sarcastically. "And look at where we are now." He mumbled dryly, turning his gaze out the window.

The raven head fell quiet, suddenly not up o asking Aomine anymore questions. He decided he had heard enough, for now. Kasamatsu gripped the bag he was instructed to safe-guard and watched the scenery fly by.

xXx

Kasamatsu was shaken roughly, tearing him out of his dreamless slumber. He blinked his blurry eyes and turned to Aomine, body sore and tired. "What time is it?" He questioned, only knowing that it was late because of how high the moon sat in the starry sky. Kasamatsu stretched and stifled a yawn as he fixed the baseball cap on his head.

The twenty-four year old replied, "It's about half past 2:00." Aomine collected his things from the back seat of the piece of junk car and shut the door. "We're going to be staying here for the night."

Kasamatsu followed the older man's gaze and was met with a flashing, illuminated sign. The teenager read it once, then twice, before he sputtered out in embarrassment, "Wh- Why here of all places?"

"Because." Came Aomine's response. He locked up the beat up car once Kasamatsu finally got out. The blue haired man grabbed Kasamatsu's hand and dragged him towards the brightly lit building. "Keep your head down." Aomine whispered.

Kasamatsu gave the barest of nods and allowed Aomine to direct him inside. The teenager grimaced as he tried to ignore the heavy scent of cigarette, alcohol and perfume mingling together. He made a face but otherwise remained quiet. He nearly bumped into a couple who were a little too preoccupied with each other.

They soon stopped at the front desk and Aomine dropped his hand. "How much for one night, mister?" The blue eyed man asked with a coy smirk as he wrapped his arm around Kasamatsu's shoulders, pulling him close.

Kasamatsu flushed, suddenly glad that he had to keep his head down. His heart beat picked up, hammering inside his chest. All he could smell now was Aomine's cologne and the faint smell of the brand of cigarettes he smoked. The teen could feel the eyes of the man from behind the counter on them.

"It's twenty an hour or one-fifty for a night." The man answered gruffly. "But since I'm feeling generous, I'll let you stay the rest of the night for only fifty." He leered as he licked his teeth.

Aomine smirked down at the man as he handed over the money. "Thanks, mister. Keep the change." The blue eyed man gave the worker a wink as he accepted the room key from him.

Kasamatsu allowed himself to be dragged down the hallway until they ended up in front of a door. It read 110. The raven head watched as Aomine opened the door before gently being pushed inside.

Once inside, Kasamatsu pulled his cap off and surveyed the room with obvious distaste. "You realize this place is probably incredibly dirty, right?" He asked rhetorically.

"Yeah," Aomine agreed nonchalantly, "But it's also a cheap place to sleep." Came the older man's retort. "Besides, these kinds of places aren't likely to be searched."

"Hmph. That's because no one would want to catch anything nasty coming to a freaking love hotel." Kasamatsu whispered harshly, his cheeks turning a rosy color.

"Exactly." Aomine gave the younger man a smirk. He placed his belongings on the bed and turned his back to Kasamatsu as he began to dig around his bag. The tanned male pulled out a change of clothes for himself. Aomine glanced at Kasamatsu as he began to unbutton his shirt, "I'm going to take a shower. I trust you won't wander off?"

Kasamatsu rolled his eyes and spun around, giving Aomine some privacy. The raven haired male crossed his arms over his chest, "What do you take me for?" He asked, annoyed. "Besides, I'd rather not wander around this type of place, thanks."

Aomine walked past Kasamatsu, startling the high school student. "Maybe you would since you are some virgin-ized brat whose wound a little too tight." He quipped, flashing Kasamatsu a rather wolfish grin.

The teenager flushed hotly at Aomine's remark. "Yeah, well-..." Kasamatsu fell silent, nothing left to say to the older man. "J- Just take your shower already. You reek of smoke." He huffed in defiance.

Aomine's laugh followed him into the bathroom, becoming muffled once the door was shut. Kasamatsu glared at the bathroom door for another moment until he eventually sat down on the bed. The teenager ignored the rather soft, silky-feel of the sheets as he yawned loudly. His eyes were heavy, despite having slept whilst they were on the road. Kasamatsu lied down and figured he would rest his eyes until Aomine finished his shower.


I love this story lol

Up next, day four: Envy.

~WinterAssassin~