Summary: Kise asks the weirdest and most annoying question. Established relationship.
Happy night
"Are you happy?"
Haizaki snaps his eyes open and turns around, looking at his lover with disbelief. Kise simply returns the gaze with equal intensity and seriousness.
"What's that?" he grumbles.
It's too early—or too late—for this kind of question he can't even understand and he just wants to sleep because his eyes are already closing on their own. But Kise is a bastard and moves closer to him, shifting the sheets and suddenly there's a gust of wind in the bed near his cold feet.
"I mean, are you happy that we live together?" Kise inquires further. "That we decided to date? That we decided to tell everyone? That we stayed together even though we were shit-talking to each other at times?"
"There are too many questions at the same time and I'm sure they don't even need an answer," Haizaki deeply sighs before rolling on his side of the bed.
He could practically feel Kise's pout and he resisted the urge to sigh again. Does this guy ever grow up? Haizaki tried his best to ignore the whining and the poking, even though he really wanted to throw some punches to make all this noise stop. A Kise who absolutely needs something is worse than a shopping sessions, and Gods know how much Haizaki hates them.
"I'm being serious Shougo-kun, why won't you answer me?" Kise mumbles, frowning.
"Ryouta, it's…," Haizaki checks his phone. "… two a.m. and I don't want to deal with this shit right now."
"But I want!"
"Can't it wait till morning?"
"In the morning I have an interview!"
"What does it have to do with anything?!"
"I might have to answer to the same damn question, the 'Did you find your soulmate?'!"
Of course. Yeah, this question. Kise isn't allowed to clearly answer this question to protect his privacy and to let some mystery float around him—Haizaki truly doesn't understand the manager's choices, since Kise is popular enough to figure among the celebrities whose life is deeply dug through social media. He is pretty sure that Kise's privacy isn't as protected as it seems, given the fact that the model runs a blog and talks about his daily life. He can't shut up for a day, and lots of trivial things might have led to something more important (how, that's the question).
Still, it doesn't help Haizaki knowing what kind of information Kise would extract from him.
"Aren't you just going to say 'Nope, maybe one day!' or something along the lines?"
"We decided to say that I live with a friend because I've known him a long time. And that I was happy with this kind of life."
Haizaki represses his snort and scratches his stomach absentmindedly. Now he's fully awake thanks to this idiot. The word 'friend' is so laughable. It is a euphemism but well, they don't really have a choice, do they?
Haizaki makes a face for a second, then he thinks it's not really a bad idea and goes for it. He faces Kise in a swift movement and pulls him into a quick kiss on the lips. Judging by the expression the model makes, this was totally unexpected and Haizaki uses this opportunity to put an end to the conversation.
"I never regretted my decisions to live with you, okay? So stop being stupid and go to sleep."
He has the wise idea of turning his back to Kise because soon his ears and cheeks redden and he doesn't know how he would have handled the situation if Kise saw him like this. Unfortunately his luck must run low because his breath catches in his throat and suddenly he's being hugged like no tomorrow.
"Aw Shougo-kun, that's so sweet!" Kise chirps. "Marry me!"
"Go to sleep already!"
Haizaki grabs the nearest pillow and tries to smother Kise with it, desperately hiding his burning face—he's making weird noises of embarrassment and he shall not keep acting like this.
Kise chuckles and shoves the pillow aside, and proceeds to nuzzle against Haizaki's back.