Makoto groaned attempting to sit up, his head was thumping. He really should steer clear of alcohol, if was going to wake up like this every time he drank. He squinted around room, it was dark so it must night time. Pulling himself of the couch he froze seeing Haru sitting at table tapping away on his laptop.
"H-haru" Makoto stuttered "Uh, when did you get here?"
"About the time when Kisumi was undoing your pants" He said without looking up
Makoto cringed the memory flashing in his brain "I must've passed out around about then"
Haru nodded silently eyes not moving from the computer screen in front of him. Makoto sighed and walked to the kitchen to get himself a glass of water and some painkillers, he could tell Haru was angry but he couldn't understand why any of this would bother him much, after all he was the one who left in the first place. He sat down and took his painkillers, silently watching Haru tapping away on the laptop. Makoto opened his mouth to apologise for everything when Haru cut him off.
"They are going to charge Kisumi" He stated his eyes meeting Makoto's for a split second
"I can't believe he would do something like that" Makoto mumbled
"He had his hands down your pants" Haru stated staring at over the top of the laptop "If we hadn't turned up who knows what he would have done to you"
"Wouldn't be the first time" Makoto mumbled quietly jumping as Haru slammed the laptop shut
"Makoto has this happened before with him? Cause if it has we can tell Rin and…"
Makoto raised a hand to silence Haru "Not with Kisumi" He said simply standing up "I'm going to have a shower"
Haru opened his mouth to protest but Makoto waved him off and slammed the door of the bathroom shut. He let the hot water singe away any trace of Kisumi left on his skin. He let the water wash over his face hiding the tears that silently streamed down his cheeks. Makoto walked out towel wrapped loosely around his hips and checked the time, it was 7:50pm, Haru was sure to be long gone. Walking out to grab something to eat Makoto froze, Haru was sitting at the table staring at him.
Heat rose to Makoto cheeks "I-I thought you would've gone home by now" He stuttered
Haru stood up "I want to know what happened to you"
Makoto felt anger that had laid dormant for so long start to rise "What right do you have to know what happened to me"
"Because I'm your best friend"
"Were, you were my best friend" Makoto said clenching his fists "You gave up that right when you ran off with Rin without telling me"
Haru flinched at the words Makoto spat at him "I did act poorly but I thought we sorted that out"
Makoto just shook his head "I'm not in the mood for this right now please go"
Haru stood dead still "Not until you tell me what happened to you"
Makoto closed his eyes "Not that it's any of your business I got drunk not long after you left and some guy saw a good opportunity and took it"
Haru stared at Makoto "Did He…." He trailed off unsure of how to finish the sentence.
"Yes Haru I was Raped!" Makoto shook with emotion
"I'm so sorry"
"No! you do not get to pity me! While you were off playing happy house with Rin my whole world fell apart" Makoto turned away from Haru "So now you know, please leave"
Haru hesitated unsure whether it was a good idea to leave him like this. "I don't want to leave you like this"
Makoto turned around letting out a sarcastic laugh "Now you don't want to leave, I'll be fine I coped for this long without any help"
Makoto could see the hurt in Haru's eyes and tore him apart inside, but another part of him couldn't help thinking he deserved some of it. Haru stayed dead still, Makoto sighed and grabbed him by the wrist dragging him to the door. Haru pulled against him causing Makoto to swing around facing him again. Makoto opened his mouth to say something but was cut off when warm arms wrapped around his neck.
"I am never leaving you again" Haru whispered softly into his ear
Makoto ever so slowly wrapped his arms around Haru's back, the walls he had built up came crumbling down, the emotions he had bottled up came flooding out. Tears streamed down his cheeks as he tightened his grip on Haru. They stayed like that until Makoto's tears had all dried up, then the realiseation that he was standing in nothing but a towel hit him.
"Crap, I-I should put s-some clothes on" He stuttered pulling away from Haru trying to hide his blush
Haru didn't move a muscle so Makoto softly pryed himself out of his grasp and went to his bedroom closing the door behind him quietly. He sighed leaning up against the door trying to calm himself, he could still feel the warmth of Haru's body on his. Just the thought of it causing Makoto's pulse race. He shook his head, no he couldn't think like that. Grabbing some clothes, he quickly got changed and made his way back out to Haru who was laying on the couch flicking through the TV channels.
Makoto walked over to the couch resting his arms on top of it "i-im ok now Haru you can go home"
Haru didn't look away from the TV "I'm comfy here"
"Would you like something to eat then?"
Haru looked up at Makoto "You're not planning on cooking are you?"
Makoto put his hand to his chest "Haru you hurt me" He laughed, a real laugh, something he hadn't done in a long time "No I was thinking we could order some pizza or something"
"Ok, I want mackerel pizza" he stated bluntly turning back to the TV
Makoto chuckled "I'll ask if they will do it"
After ordering the pizza's Makoto sat down on the couch, Haru softly rested his head on Makoto's lap. Makoto stiffened for a split second unsure of how to react to this, Haru was just being friendly he guessed. He relaxed and smiled softly down at Haru who was engrossed in a show about fish, maybe it was ok to believe that nothing would change between them again. Part of Makoto was terrified of getting hurt again but he decided to try trusting Haru again.
A/N
Ok sorry this chapter was a bit dramatic again
but i promise the fluff is coming!
please enjoy :)
