After the match, Agon made love to Hiruma.
As soon as they got in the door, Agon grabbed Hiruma, holding him on his waist. Hiruma hopped on it, letting him push him into the counter. Agon shoved him on it. Hiruma moaned, Agon coming over him. He began to make out with him, kissing his lips, running his tongue into his mouth, along it.
Hiruma moaned. He began to whine, Agon coming between his legs, humping him, breathing. Hiruma held his neck. His hands hung around his shoulders, nails digging into them. Hiruma whimpered.
"Agonne," he said, feeling the friction between them begin too grow, "Agonne…! Oh…!"
He moaned, shouting. He leaned his head back. It was almost unbearable, the amount of pleasure Agon was giving him. Agon was hard, and through Hiruma's leggings, Hiruma could feel himself growing harder by the minute.
"Agonne…" Hiruma moaned against him. His lips parted. His thighs were on either side of him. Hiruma held Agon close to him, Agon kissing his neck, humping deep into his waist. Agon rubbed his ass with his hands, feeling him, gripping it.
Hiruma whined. Agon felt up his leg, reaching back, taking off Hiruma's shoes. Hiruma's toes curled. Agon was about to do him, right now…!
Agon took off his leggings.
Agon undressed Hiruma, slipping off his white cropped hooded sweater, over his shoulders, exposing his pale body, making out with him. Agon felt Hiruma's fingers trace his back, lifting the muscle tee from him, exposing his bare chest, coming against Hiruma. Agon unbuckled his pants. They fell to the floor. He took off his shoes.
He came against Hiruma, hard, humping him. Hiruma moaned, nails scraping at his back, harsh, screaming.
"Uh…" He moaned, Agon biting his lip. "Agonne…"
Agonne kissed him. Hiruma pecked his lips. Agonne came into his mouth, hard, body rough, thrusting against Hiruma's length, spilling precum from him. Hiruma's head went blank. He let Agon move against him, coming against his body, feeling him. Hiruma breathed.
"Agonne..." he said, sighing into him, "Touch me."
Agon reached down. He grabbed Hiruma, beginning to rub his thumb across his tip. Hiruma spilled into his hand. Agon rubbed his shaft, pumping him a few times, seeing Hiruma shiver, looking blankly up at the sky.
He moaned.
Agonne pulled his hand away. Hiruma nodded, kissing him, pecking his lips, pressing their foreheads together. They kissed, once, before Agon pulled his nose away, nuzzling it against the the crook of Hiruma's neck, into it, reaching down, beginning to rub Hiruma's hole, enticing him.
Hiruma moaned. His eyelids fluttered. He looked up at the ceiling, blank, letting Agon touch him, within him. He held Agonne against him, tight, nails digging into the skin. Agon groaned.
He nodded, kissing into his neck, licking upon his throat. Hiruma stretched his neck, leaning his head back, letting Agonne come upon it, planting his kisses there, licking him.
"Uh…" He moaned. "Agonne, please…" He leaned his head down. "Just do it now… please…" He gripped him tighter, voice loose, drawing his words out. "Agon… get in me now… Uh… please… get in me, now."
Hiruma moaned again. His head lobbed backward, loose, feeling the intimacy begin to grow. Agon could hardly handle it, Hiruma begging him, voice becoming drawn out, moaning, croaking. Agon soothed inside of him, stroking his walls, rough.
Hiruma gripped him tighter. Agon pulled away. Hiruma's hold on him loosened. Agon leaned him back on the counter. When he entered Hiruma, Hiruma nodded, feeling him, eyes becoming starlight blue, light, feeling Agon fuck him on the counter, good.
Right.
They kissed. Hiruma opened his mouth wide, letting Agon's tongue enter him, there, licking upon him, into him. Hiruma nodded. He moaned, whimpering, breaking away, beginning to feel Agonne speed his pace, getting a feel for him, deeper.
" Agonne… " he pleaded, loose. Agon pounded him. " Love in me… please. "
Hiruma sounded as if he was speaking, far away, about something Agon wouldn't understand, but would, later.
Agonne came inside him.
Hiruma kissed him.
Agonne and him woke in the morning. Agon was still resting in bed. Hiruma cooked breakfast. He was wearing Agonne's buttoned down formal shirt found on the floor. He was making Teriyaki Udon soup.
"Agonne." Hiruma called out, sweet. Agon looked. He was sleeping on his stomach. It was morning, already? The sky outside was blue, matching Agon's eyes. He saw Hiruma. "Wake up."
Agon sat up, yawning. He looked at Hiruma. He wore his buttoned down formal shirt. It was white. It was time for him to wake up, anyway. He got up, yawning again, before walking over, and kissed Hiruma on his cheek.
"Coffee's on the stove," Hiruma told him, smiling sweetly. "If you want any, My Agonne."
Hiruma had fixed him a cup. Hiruma's own rested near Agon's. It was black. Agonne's was creamed, just the way he liked it.
"You'll have to get ready," Hiruma laughed. "Your fucking twin will be here any minute."
Agon groaned. His twin, Unsui, would be picking him up, today. They would be going to the Philippines. He was going to meet his dad.
Agon groaned again.
"Don't give me that," Hiruma laughed again. "I just made you breakfast."
Agon smiled. He brushed his teeth, in the bathroom, then washed his face, looking at himself in the mirror. His eyes were hazel. They seemed to shift color, looking at them. There were green flecks in the midst of the amber. Agon never got his eyes.
When he was a kid, Unsui used to think they were really cool, saying they were green. Having eyes like these weren't common in their ethnicity.
"They're just eyes," Agon remembered telling him, when they were little. He bounced a beach ball in their backyard. "Unko-chan."
Unsui's eyes were gray. They were dark, sometimes, but when it was light outside, or winter, and he was happy, they were gray; light. Agon looked at him.
His own were green.
They didn't really start changing until he got into puberty, and then, they just became a hassle to keep up with, as everyday he would wake up and see his eyes change, shifting colors, reflecting the area around them that they saw. He said they were hazel, but, Agon didn't really know what color they were. They kept shifting. And changing.
Agon's father had said Agon had gained it from their side of the family after Unsui wouldn't stop talking about it.
"They're green now," his father had told him, in Kantou. "But wait, they'll change."
They changed. Agon saw them shift blue, then green, then reflecting the color of the lens he wore in his Oakley Juliets the more he grew up. They were almost a mirror of the surroundings around him. But around Hiruma, they were amber.
He came out the bathroom. Hiruma was still cooking. He came behind him, soft. He rubbed his stomach. He held him. Hiruma let him. Agon rested his head on his shoulder, laying it down, breathing. He sighed.
This was hard. It was tough. His anxiety. He almost had a Mental Breakdown on the field, remembering, in front of everyone. Including Sena. He breathed. His heart began to race.
Hiruma rubbed his hand around his stomach, holding him. That was right. Hiruma was there. With him. He'd be with him, through this. He looked at the clock. Agon saw it was 10:01. He'd be leaving around 12. The flight was at 1.
Agon was jittery. His ADHD wasn't helping, either. He laughed at himself. Man, he was a mess. Hiruma seemed to laugh, smirking, seeing him. Agon couldn't help it. Now, it was funny, because he couldn't help it, and that's what they were laughing about.
Hiruma held him.
Agon rested in bed. Hiruma came against him. He took off his shirt, exposing lingerie beneath it, and came over Agon's back, resting on him. He held both their bowls of Udon. Hiruma laughed. Agon looked at him.
He was sexy.
Hiruma put their bowls of Udon off to the side, on the lamp desk. He came further against him, rubbing his shoulders, beginning to moan, right in his ears.
Agon could get off to this.
Just an hour of Hiruma moaning to him would be the best pleasure ever. Hiruma rubbed deep in his creases, stroking him. He eased him.
Hiruma moaned. Again. Agon bit his lip, hearing him. He moaned, faster, as if Agon was behind him, fucking him.
"We can do that, you know," He broke away, kissing his ear, nibbling on it. "Right now…" He dragged it into his mouth. He began to lick him, sucking on him, there. " Anytime you want… "
Hiruma moaned. That was accidental. He hadn't meant to do that one, but just the mere thought of having Agon in him… he couldn't bare it.
He moaned. Agon bit his lip. Damn, this was hot. Having Hiruma moaning in his ear was not helping his case. He looked.
" Agonne… " Hiruma moaned his name. Agon stilled. " Agonne…! "
Hiruma was acting like Agon was really giving it to him. Damn…! Agon clenched his teeth, jerking. He turned around, lifting Hiruma off of him, bending him over, coming behind him. Hiruma moaned. Agon took off his lingerie.
Hiruma nodded, feeling Agon's hands tread down his waist, lifting him some. His back met Agon's stomach. They were both on their knees. Agon's fingers treaded his ass. He began to finger it, sticking his middle finger within him, beginning to rub his hole with it, slicking the precum within him, spreading.
Hiruma moaned. He felt Agon within him. His fingers probed within his body, two of them. He stroked him. Hiruma moaned out. Agon continued to move within him, stronger. His erected dick was underneath his own. Agon moved against him, humping, member sliding beneath Hiruma's. He moaned.
" Agonne… " he pleaded. " Agonne…! "
Agonne continued to move against him. He fingered him. He kissed his neck. He licked him, there. He broke away from him. Agonne nuzzled his nose against him, moaning, beginning to breath. Hiruma moaned upon him, turning his head to kiss his jaw.
Agonne pulled his fingers out of him. Hiruma breathed. He let Agonne angle him, placing his dick within his body, upward, sliding Hiruma down on top of it. Agonne began to move in him.
" Agonne…! " Hiruma begged, throwing his head back. His hands traced Agonne's neck, above him, wrapping their arms around it, loose. Agonne continued to move in him. He moaned. " Agonnne! "
Agonne heard Hiruma moan. His hands traced Hiruma's waist, holding him, as Hiruma begged. Agon kissed his jaw. Hiruma moaned out, groaning, Agon moving in him, fast. Agon rubbed his nipples, feeling him. Hiruma gasped, feeling his love trace his hips. Agon grabbed Hiruma's member and began to stroke it, enticing him.
" Uh…! " Hiruma moaned out, almost crying. " Agonne! "
Agonne continued to stroke him. His mind was all over him. He was going to make love to Hiruma. Hiruma screamed.
He cried out, tears streaming down his face, Agon moving in him, upward, thrusting strong, violent, malicious. He wanted more of him. Agonne.
Cum leaked out of Hiruma. Agonne wanted more of him, too. He was moaning against him. Hruma whimpered. Agon heard him.
Hiruma leaned his head back. His lips met Agon's mouth. Agon breathed to him. Hiruma moaned inside of it, screaming, slight, eyelids fluttering, moaning to him. He nodded. Agon kissed his lips, light, beginning to make out with him, running his hand down Hiruma's waist, feeling him.
Hiruma nodded. He felt Agon's hands trace the cum on his stomach with his fingers, rubbing his stomach. Hiruma began to spill. Agon continued to feel him. Hiruma was going to cum any moment. He sobbed, tears flowing out of his eyes.
Agon ran his hand up Hiruma's neck and prepared to choke him. Hiruma nodded. Agon wrapped around Hiruma's neck, bending it backward, some, Hiruma's throat becoming exposed. Agon squeezed it, applying pressure to the sides .
Agon heard Hiruma give out a silent moan. He choked him. Hiruma gave out a long moan, nodding, as Agon choked him. He gasped, Adam's apple bobbing underneath Agon's palm. Agon looked at him. He squeezed him tighter.
Hiruma's eyes went white. They fell back into his head. Agon continued to choke him. He gripped his neck, hearing Hiruma moan out, beginning to spill.
" Agonne… " Hiruma cried out. He let his palms fall from the back of Agonne's neck, angling his body. He dropped his hands, gripping his wrist, holding him. Agon nodded, seeing him. Hiruma rubbed his wrist with his thumbs, soft. He felt Agon pump him.
He came.
Agon held on to him as he did. Hiruma let out a long moan. Agon released him. Hiruma nodded, feeling Agon's hands wrap around his waist, holding him.
Hiruma gasped. He rested his head on his shoulder, leaning back, catching his breath as Agon made love to him. Agon's thighs were beneath Hiruma's. Hiruma angled himself, letting Agon come within him deeper. He felt Agon's hand come among his stomach.
Hiruma breathed. He turned his head to the side, loose, letting Agon enter within him even more. He moaned out.
" Uh… Agonne. " He whimpered, short. Agonne continued to move in him, making love to him. Hiruma felt his love inside him. He whimpered, again, rubbing the side of Agon's face, reaching his hand up. He shut his eyes.
Agonne kissed him. His movements became ragged. He could hardly hang onto the intimacy Hiruma was giving him. He moaned out, against Hiruma, beginning to moan to him, groaning. He became one with him, moaning, short. Hiruma nodded.
Agonne came inside him.
He moaned against him. Hiruma cradled the side of Agon's face as he rode the impulses out within him. Hiruma's eyes rolled, lids fluttering, feeling Agon's cum milk his insides. Agonne kissed the knob on his neck. He pulled away.
Hiruma nodded. He turned to face Agon, kissing his lips, meeting him, before begging for more, whimpering, Agon coming into his mouth. They made out, heavy, before Agon pulled away, rubbing him.
Agonne kissed him. He smacked his ass. Hiruma bent over, on his knees, letting Agon kiss his hole, licking him. He let him. Agonne licked inside of it, exploring him. He did this for awhile, causing Hiruma to moan, looking back, before he broke away. He smoothed his hands down Hiruma's sides, touching him.
He kissed his back. "I think…" he said to him, moving upward, in his ear. He began to kiss it, down his jaw. "We should… shower…"
He moved his hand down Hiruma's stomach. Hiruma nodded. His teeth exposed themselves from his parted lips. Agon licked within him, tracing Hiruma's sides.
They took a shower. After they were done, they pulled their sheets off of their bed, and replaced them with new comforters, coming inside them, together. Agon ate his breakfast. So did Hiruma. Hiruma tied up Agonne's hair, today. Agon let him. It was pinned back, with chopsticks, loose. Agon ate his meal with his own, chowing down into it. He really liked Teriyaki.
Hiruma laughed. He ate his own. His hair was flat from the gel losing its effect from the sex and the shower. Agon looked at him.
He was staring. He was thinking, about how beautiful his trash was. Hiruma let him stare. He ate his meal quietly. There was a smirk on his face.
He didn't say anything. Agon let Hiruma bask in the warmth of his stare. He pulled away. Agon's eyes matched the sunlight lighting the room.
They were golden.
Agon ate his food. Hiruma looked over at him. He stared. His navy blue eyes traced Agon's limbs. Agon was beautiful to him, too. He looked at him.
He held his hand.
He kissed his lips. Agonne's tongue met his. They made out. Agon pulled away. He kissed the corner of his mouth. Hiruma nodded. Agon dragged his teeth down his neck, making marks on his neck. Hiruma moaned.
Agon broke away. He kissed Hiruma, again. "I'm leaving," he said. "Today. I'll be gone for a week."
Hiruma nodded. "I know." he said. He gripped his hand. "Your fucking twin told me. You'll be gone, huh?"
Hiruma laughed. It was bittersweet. He couldn't lie, saying that he did feel pain in his heart. Now, Agon was leaving. Again. He wished he could stay with him.
Hiruma understood this was a trip for Agon and Unsui; them to take. They were seeing their father. In the Philippines. Hiruma kissed his lips.
"I never saw my Papa," Hiruma said to him, breaking away. Agon saw tears form in his eyes. Hiruma teared up. His nose tipped red. "He's gone, now."
There was nothing he could do about it. Agon understood. Hiruma's pain. It took a long time to get over a parent's death. Agon was still getting over his.
He couldn't. No matter what he could, he just couldn't. He gritted his teeth. There was a pain in his heart. There would always be pain. He couldn't tell it to go away. It wasn't that easy. It wouldn't. That was PTSD. He couldn't help it.
Hiruma held his hand. "I never got the chance to say goodbye," he said to him, speaking up. A tear fell from his eye. Agon looked at him. "I never got the chance to say goodbye to my Daddy."
Hiruma began to cry. His lip stiffened. He sucked it in, wobbling. Agon rubbed his hand. Hiruma pressed the back of his wrist into his eye, crying.
"I'm the only one left!" He cried out, sobbing. Agon felt like Hiruma was talking about something else. "I'm the only one left…"
He broke down, crying to himself. Agon gripped his hand. Hiruma rubbed it with his thumb. He was still here, that was good. He was just having a moment. He needed it. Agon got it. He rubbed him as Agon comforted him, letting his nose into the crook of his neck, nuzzling him. Agon kissed his jaw, licking him.
"My Agonne, you must love me…" Hiruma sobbed to him, light, leaning his head back. Agon looked at him. Hiruma cradled his head with his hand. He breathed. He shut his eyes. "You must love me… I beg of you, love me. My Agonne… love me, please."
Hiruma broke down. Agon heard him. A tear fell down Hiruma's face. He continued to stroke Agon's hand with his thumb, gripping it tighter, feeling him. Hiruma sighed. It was a shaky sigh, but, Agon knew he'd be alright.
Agon kissed his clavicle. He pulled away, resting his head on Hiruma's chest. Hiruma held him. He breathed. He stiffened his lip, still. He calmed down.
Agon had fallen asleep. Hiruma rested on his back. He put their meals off to the side, on the lamp desk. He looked at the drawer. He pulled something out.
"Agonne," he said, speaking to him. Agon woke up. He looked at him. Hiruma held something in his hand. It was a silver chain, linked to something. "I want… you to have this."
Hiruma gave it to him. Agon looked in his hands.
It was a dog tag.
There, it said Hiruma's full name. Hiruma Youichi. N/A. AB. 2/7. N/A. Agon looked at it. He stared at it in his hand.
"Hiruma…" he said, lip falling. He looked up at him. "Your birthday… isn't it?"
Hiruma nodded. Agon had received Hiruma's birthday from him. This was something even Agon didn't know. He looked at it.
"You may be the only man I have given this to," Hiruma said to him. He grasped Agon's palm, closing the emblem within it. "You are the only man I have given this to. You may be the only man that will receive this. You are my man, Agonne."
Hiruma teared up.
"This is something even my father has not seen." Hiruma told him. "I have decided to give this to you. It is because I trust you, my Agonne." Hiruma looked at him. His eyes were large. "You are the only man that will receive this. I love you, my Agonne."
Agon kissed him. Hiruma nodded. They made out, Hiruma holding the side of his face. He broke away. Agon kissed him, again. Hiruma nodded his head.
"This is something I have kept with me since I was twelve," he said to him, confessing. "Not even Kurita has seen this. You are the only man I trust with this. Aishiteru, My Agonne."
Hiruma kissed him again. Agon gripped the emblem tightly in his hands. Hiruma had shown no man this. Not even his own father. Agon got it. He trusted him.
Agon kissed his lips. Hiruma broke away. He pressed his skull against his, noses touching. Agon would keep this. He would keep this emblem, of Hiruma's. It showed that Agon trusted him.
It showed that Hiruma trusted him.
Agon breathed, feeling Hiruma. He pulled away. Hiruma grinned. He began to laugh, breaking away, sweet. He felt better, Agon realized, looking at Hiruma. Hiruma unclasped his hands. Agon let Hiruma put the chain around his neck, along with the dogtag, above his own golden chain he wore around his neck constantly. Hiruma rubbed the emblem on Agon's neck.
Agon held Hiruma's hand against it.
Unsui came an hour later. Hiruma and Agon were making love. He heard them right through the door. Agon had bent Hiruma over on his knees and fucked him over at an angle, Hiruma's face pressed against the sheets. Unsui almost considered texting Agon, saying he'd be in the car and wait, but soon enough, Agon came to the door within two minutes, naked, seeing Unsui. He rested his palm on the door frame.
"Well, if it isn't Unko-chan." Agon said with a slight glare, grinning, gritting his teeth. Unsui looked at him. Agon scratched his stomach, rubbing his abs. "I'll be out in a moment,"
Hiruma came against him, near his body, kissing his neck. Agon let him. Hiruma was wearing Agon's favored white formal long-sleeved t-shirt. He kissed him, making out into his mouth, stretching his tongue. He kissed him. Hiruma moaned into it as Agon groaned, lifting him onto his waist as Hiruma hopped on it. He kissed into him.
He continued to moan. Hiruma felt Agon's hand trace underneath his shirt, rubbing him. Unsui looked at the two.
"I'll wait outside," He told them, looking down at his phone. "When do you think you'll be ready? Agon."
Agon bit his lip. He let Hiruma down, looking into his eyes. Hiruma rubbed his shoulder. He turned around. Agon slapped his ass. Hiruma gasped.
"Give me ten minutes." Agon told Unsui, looking in Hiruma's direction as his lover treaded behind the door, running his fingers down it. "Unko-chan."
Agon shut the door behind them. Unsui looked at his phone. It was 12. The flight would be around 1. Agon needed to hurry. Unsui headed downstairs. He waited outside. Soon enough, Agon came within ten minutes, like promised. He hopped in the green Cadillac Escalade and buckled his seatbelt. Unsui started the car.
They pulled off. Agon looked at the vehicle. He looked around him. Unsui focused on the road, pulling out of the expensive apartment housing. Agon looked outside. He was silent, on the ride. This wasn't different from his Usual Agon, Unsui thought to himself, looking at his brother.
Agon thought of how he said I love you to Hiruma in bed before he left.
He rested his chin on his knuckles, looking out the window. He contemplated on telling Unsui what he planned to do, from here.
"After this, this will be the Last Time I see Dad," Agon told Unsui, suddenly, making it official. Unsui looked over at him. What? Unsui thought in his head. "I want to start a life with Hiruma, and I can't do that with him in it."
"What do you mean, Agon…?" Unsui asked, slow. He looked at him. They stopped at a red traffic light. Agon didn't answer until the traffic light changed color, allowing them to pass. He stared ahead.
"I'm cutting him out."
Unsui looked at him in shock. What? This was the same Agon that had visited his father when he was 10. Unsui couldn't remember Agon saying anything about his father since… their drive together. When they rode over to Japan.
He's like me.
Agon had said those words to him at that time. Unsui wondered what he had meant, by saying those words, like that. What did he mean?
Agon didn't answer him.
"Is he a bad person?" Unsui asked his brother. "What's wrong with him?" Agon almost laughed. Unsui was so pure it made his stomach hurt.
"Don't worry, Unko-chan." He looked out the window. "This is something I have to do."
They continued to ride. Unsui didn't hear any words from Agon after that. He assumed Agon had fallen asleep. Unsui looked down. He had bought this car recently, in his Third Term. He had saved up for it for a long time. He looked at Agon.
Agon… he thought in his head. What do you mean? He wondered what his brother meant. He was such a lone wolf sometimes it was hard for Unsui to read him.
Agon could always read him.
Agon had twintuition. They were identical. That's what Agon called it. "I always know where you are," he had said to him, one day, by a park tree. This was one of the rare days when Agon wasn't out chasing skirts, in middle school. Unsui stared down at his football in his hands.
What?
He wondered this in his head. Twintuition? Unsui thought it was weird. I mean, Agon's weird enough on his own, but… Unsui continued to wonder.
"Twintuition?" He wondered, aloud, to Agon, this time. "What's that?"
He began to laugh. Agon smirked, looking away.
"Don't worry." He stuffed his hands in his pockets. "You'll know soon enough, Unko-chan."
Unsui looked at him.
Unsui still hadn't found out what Agon meant at that time. Sometimes, Agon was pleasant to be around. He remembered at that time Agon suddenly acted absurd and grabbed the football in Unsui's hands, throwing it at him, impulsive. He laughed.
Unsui remembered laughing, too.
Agon had a weird way of showing his affection. He was playful, and never hit Unsui. If he was going to hurt him, he would do it through words, but he never, physically, hurt Unsui. Unsui smiled, easy. He and Agon had any other sibling relationship, just like anyone else, and those with siblings could understand what it was like. The only difference was that Agon was a Genius, and always wanted to get his way.
Unsui almost laughed, reflecting on nostalgic times. Yeah, it was best, this way… he said in his head, smiling. He would just have to trust Agon, with this issue of cutting his dad out. Even though Agon was a complete maniac, his brother always had reasoning behind what he did, even if he felt like it was just plain fun.
Unsui trusted him.
He himself didn't have to cut his father out. That was Agon's decision. Not his. He would still talk to his father. He hadn't seen or met him in 13 years. He wondered how it would be.
Agon fell asleep.
They arrived at the airport. Agon wore a Versace white and gold quilted feather duster bomber jacket with a black compression muscle-tee and white basketball gym shorts with black compression leggings. He wore Hiruma's Nike Air Yeezy 2 Solar Red's his lover bought him. He yawned, looking at Unsui.
Unsui wore a tan toggle jacket and denim jeans, rocking those Sperrys, once again. Agon laughed. Unsui looked at him.
"Back at it with those again, huh?" Agon grinned, poking fun at Unsui with a slight smile. "Unko-chan."
Unsui blushed. " I like them," he said, looking at his shoes. He began to smile. "They're comfortable...! How can you not like them?"
Agon began to walk away. He chased after him.
"Besides," Unsui said, "Why do you hate them so much? Every time I wear them you always something to say—"
"Be cause , they're for old men," Agon grinned. "You're not old, are you? Stop dressing like you're 40."
40…? Unsui said in his head, shocked.
"Lighten up," Agon laughed, suddenly. "Unko-chan."
Unsui realized this was Agon's attempt at him being playful . He was never good with emotions, because of his PTSD. He was trying to get to know Unsui.
Unsui felt a little proud. Agon saw. He turned away, snorting, telling Unsui he was getting on the plane. Agon… Unsui said in his head, looking at him. His little brother was growing.
When they rode the plane, Agon slept. He leaned his head back and closed his eyes. Agon had on blue Oakley Juliets. They seemed to reflect the sky. Unsui looked out the window. The plane was quiet. They were going to the Philippines.
Agon remembered Hiruma kissing his lips in bed. He sighed. He missed him. But, he'd see him, soon. Agon knew he'd have to do this for himself. He fell asleep, thinking of Hiruma.
Unsui leaned his head back. He couldn't believe it was over. The fight to the Rice Bowl. He had lost. He remembered how bad his team wanted it, how hard they worked for it. Now, it was up to him to cheer for Agon as hard as he could. He would root for his little brother.
He was proud of him.
Agon tsked. He turned his head, rolling over some, on his side, shifting in his seat. Agon could feel Unsui being proud of him. Emotions.
Unsui laughed. Agon had always been that way. Unsui didn't realize he was tearing up, thinking about how proud he was of Agon. He wiped his eyes.
"Stop crying." Agon told him. "Unko."
"I can't help it," Unsui choked out, wiping his tears, smiling. "I'm just so proud you made it—"
Agon turned around and began to rub his scalp with his fingers, playful, playing with his head.
"Ow! Ow! Ow!" Unsui barked out, laughing. "Okay, okay! I'll stop! I'll stop! Let me go—!"
Agon smirked. He let Unsui go. He leaned his head back, turning over. He rested on his arm, facing the window. He closed his eyes.
When he woke up, they had reached the airport. Agon sat up. He grabbed his things. Unsui grabbed his suitcase. Together, they walked out the airport, and there, Agon stopped him.
"From here, we'll walk." Agon told his brother, stopping him from crossing the street to the bus stop. Unsui looked at him.
"Huh?" he said.
"Follow me." Agon said.
He carried his things. He shifted his sports bag over his shoulder. Agon took Unsui to a deep forest, near the mountains. They trekked deep within it.
"Where are we going?" Unsui asked his brother. "Agon?"
"Change into your swimwear." He told him. "You brought it, right? Your trunks."
"Yeah." Unsui nodded. They neared a stream. There, a raft was tied up to the wooden dock pole. It was made of bamboo. Unsui set his things down. He changed into his swim trunks. Agon changed into his own. They were red. Unsui's were orange.
Agon looked away.
He was lost in thought. He was remembering the last time he was here. He remembered when his dad picked him up, here, at the Philippines, for the first time, in the airport.
Agon had rode the plane alone. He was seven. The flight stewardess had asked him if he wanted to ride with one of them, but he told her to fuck off, and she left him alone. When he neared the airport, and stepped off the plane, his father met him, in the lobby.
Agon. His spirit seemed to say. Agon knew it was him. He walked up to him. His hair was still a blonde mop. Agon looked up.
"C'mere, boy." His father said, holding his hand out. Agon grabbed it. His father walked him over to a restroom, and there, told Agon to change. "Change into your swimming trunks. You brought them, didn't you?"
Agon nodded. They were orange. He changed into them. There, his father told him to hold on to his hand, and watch him.
"Watch me carefully, Agon." His father said to him. "Next time, you'll be on your own. I won't come to get you."
Agon figured as much. He chewed on the Snickers Bar he had bought from the nearby vending machine. He rolled his eyes. He knew, already.
His father walked him through the forest. He took Agon to a bamboo raft, and told him to put his things on it. Agon told Unsui to do the same, returning.
"Don't worry," Agon told him. "Your things won't fall. Go ahead and get on."
Agon untied the rope keeping the raft to the wooden dock. Unsui nodded. He stepped on the bamboo, standing. Agon remembered doing the same, his father untying the rope, and then hopping on with Agon afterward, grabbing the long wooden paddle in the stream near him. Agon grabbed the wooden paddle. He put his things on the raft, and then, stepped on the wooden bamboo.
He rowed on.
Unsui was taken through the forest, along the river. The water was a clear aquamarine color. He saw a few animals and insects. Agon's eyes reflected the same color of the river beneath his Oakley Juliet's. Unsui saw him stare ahead, still.
Agon… he thought in his head. Agon was in another place, now. He knew anything he said to him wouldn't reach him. He was focused. Agon was remembering the first time his father took him down this river, whistling a tune.
The sun shown down on his straw hat.
Agon thought of Hiruma. He thought of taking him. Here. He felt the silver chain down on his neck. He looked down. Yeah, it was still there.
Hiruma was still with him, too.
Unsui saw Agon continue to row, picking up speed. He stood on the raft. Meanwhile, Unsui sat down, making sure no water got on their bags.
Agon was right. Their things wouldn't fall off the raft. It was sturdy, but Unsui knew It took more than that. It took balance, to balance this raft and the things among it. Agon had balance. Perfect Balance. Only something Talent could achieve.
Agon was chosen.
Agon stopped at another wooden dock. Unsui lost track of time. He couldn't remember how long Agon had been rowing or how long he had been staring at the trees among him, seeming to get lost in time. Agon settled the raft.
"Here," he said, stepping on the wooden dock, holding his hand out. Unsui looked at him. "I'll help you, Unko-chan."
Unsui took his hand. Agon helped him up among the dock. Unsui grabbed their things. Agon grabbed his. They changed out of their swimming trunks and into their previous clothing. Agon looked ahead.
"You don't want to get your clothes wet, do you?"
Agon remembered his dad laughing to him, when Agon was lounging back on the raft, leaning on his suitcase, sighing. Agon looked at the trees passing him. A firefly went by.
"Me 'n you are one in the same, Agon." His father had told him. "We're alike, me 'n you."
"No, we're not." Agon had said, tossing his rapper. He blew out a sigh. "I don't know where you're getting these ideas—"
"We're intelligent, aren't we?" His father asked him. "We don't do emotions. We do logic. Right?"
Agon nodded. He had a point.
"But, you were thinking along the basis of Talent." His father said. "You can feel it, can't you? Talent."
Agon nodded. He could always feel it. Talent. What made him different. From everyone else. Agon stilled. It was in him.
Talent.
Unsui coughed. "I think I swallowed a bug," he said, bending over on his knees, coughing it out, eyes watering. Agon laughed. Unsui continued to cough.
"Come on, Unko-chan." Agon said to him, soft. He grabbed his duffle bags, looking up at the mountain. "We'll have to trek up this mountain."
"What?" Unsui asked, tears in his eyes.
"He lives up there." Agon said. "In the Mountains."
Agon got why his dad distanced himself. He treked up the mountain, moving upward. Unsui followed him. His dad could see Talent. He could feel it.
That's why he wasn't accepted.
It was the same reason why Agon distanced himself.
Talent.
Agon stopped at a large wooden shack. There, he looked up. There was a wooden porch. Agon remembered sitting on it, playing with an action figure, by himself, his father coming behind him. Agon looked at him.
"We're here." Agon told Unsui, returning. "Unko-chan."
Unsui looked up. His father lived here? Up in the Mountains ? Agon seemed still. Unsui followed him. Agon knocked on the door.
After a couple seconds, it opened.
A man stood in front of them. 5'8. Black messy hair, kept underneath a straw hat. His skin was tan, like that of Agon's. He had balled fist on his hips, pot belly poking out, wearing sandals and a fabric vest, looking at the twins.
"You came, huh?" he said, speaking Japanese. "You two."
Agon looked at him.
"Ojii-san." Agon said. He looked at Unsui. "It's him. Say hi."
"H-Hello." Unsui said, almost shy. "Oto-san."
Agon walked forward. His father opened the door wider, so he could get in.
"Come on, then." he said. "Go ahead and set your things down,"
He sighed.
"It's inevitable, wasn't it?"
Unsui thought. He almost froze. What was his father saying? Did he mean… meeting him ? Meeting Unsui? Unsui thought.
"Don't think too hard about it." Agon said to his brother. "Unko-chan."
"He's a thinker, huh?" His father said, walking in. "Just like your mother. Common."
Unsui froze. This was unbelievable. This… was their father . He looked at Agon. Agon was still. His lip was thin. Unsui wondered.
"Told you, didn't I?" Agon said. "He's like me."
Agon walked in the home. He set his things down. Unsui followed his brother. He set his own things down. The three of them stood around the table, also wooden. The house had common appliances in it, seeming modern. His dad crossed his arms. He had a dark look on his face. The three of them did.
"You…" he began to say. "Are my son, aren't you?"
Unsui nodded.
"I guess… I should just get this off my chest, now," he said, "before you go off and someone tells you before I can,"
Unsui remained silent.
"I'm not… really interested in you." he said to him. "You understand that, right?"
Unsui wonderred. All his life, his family hadn't said a word about his real father. His real dad. He wondered if this was it.
"Yes," Unsui nodded, still. "I do."
Unsui's father looked at Agon. "You didn't tell me…" he said, beginning to speak. Agon gripped his sports bag. His father continued, walking away.
"You didn't tell me you were dating a demon."
Agon gritted his teeth. Unsui looked at him. His brother remained still. Agon looked at his father. His lips were thin. His face hadn't changed. Was that… his imagination…?
"It seems everywhere I look, you're humping him." his father said, laughing. "That Hiruma fellow. I turn on the TV and you're on every news station I look to. Hmph. Some son of mine."
Agon didn't answer. He gritted his teeth in his mouth, silent. He remembered this morning when Hiruma was on his phone, in bed with him, resting on his side, and had showed him a video of CNN and ESPN showing reruns of their game, more so, of Agon's humping, that had received national attention overseas.
"What's with this guy?" A reporter had requested, laughing. "Has there been any penalty, for these kind of plays?"
"No," Someone answered, a man. "I don't think there's any penalty for these types of things."
Agon didn't really care. He saw another broadcast of him bending Hiruma over on the play table, humping him, telling him he was going to fuck him. He snorted.
Agon turned over. He fell back asleep. Hiruma laughed. Agon didn't really care for these types of things. His focus was more so on Hiruma. Hiruma still watched the video.
He got a good laugh in.
Agon looked ahead. He was somewhere else, now. Unsui could tell. His father walked out on the back porch, opening a sliding glass door.
Agon remained silent.
"Would you like to come?" his father asked him. "Agon?"
Agon went outside. There were two chairs, near a round table. Agon remained silent. Unsui followed them. He brought his own chair.
"Don't." Agon said to him, speaking up, suddenly. "I'm about to leave."
"Huh?" Unsui wondered. "We just got here—"
Agon walked right past him. Unsui stared in shock. Agon… He wondered in his head. He wondered if the comment his father had said about Hiruma bothered him.
It didn't.
Agon just wanted to leave. He was hungry, and horny, wanting to fuck. He didn't feel like being around his father, anymore. He picked up his bags. He was going to the hotel, for now, and hopefully, he'd be able to talk to Hiruma, there. Unsui looked at him.
"Alright." he nodded. "We'll leave."
He said goodbye to his father. Agon's dad just grunted, snorting. Unsui looked at him. Agon's dad drunk from his beer.
"Do what you want." he told Unsui. He snorted.
In those ways, his father reminded Unsui of Agon. The bluntness. The logical thinking. The unresponsiveness to emotion. Unsui saw it.
Was this what Agon meant… when he said their father was like him?
Agon did.
He meant what he said. He thought of speaking to Hiruma when he got home. He waited on Unsui down near the mountain, near the dock.
Agon remembered rowing it at the age of 10.
He stared. He changed out of his clothing, again. Unsui watched him. Unsui changed out of his clothing, too. Agon had claw marks down his back, the row of his spine, over his dragon tattoo. They must've been from Hiruma.
"C'mon," Agon told Unsui. "Quit spacing out. I don't like when you do that."
He smirked. He was already on the raft. Their things were loaded. Unsui looked at him in wonder. It couldn't have been more than thirty seconds, and already, their things were loaded. Agon was fast. His Godspeed Impulse. Agon had always been that way.
He lived in a different world.
Unsui climbed on. Together, they rode. Dusk came. The sun looked pretty. Agon remembered his father speaking to him when he was seven, out on their back porch, together. Agon sat on the wooden railing of it.
"You wonder why I stay out here?" his father asked him. "Agon."
Agon shook his head. "Not at all." He twisted the head of his action figure, almost snapping it. He grinned. "Why?"
"To see the sunset." His father answered. "Look, boy."
Agon looked. He stared. Up. The sun came over the trees. His eyes widened. Purple. He thought, looking at it. It's purple.
The sky.
Unsui looked at it. It was indeed purple, he saw. Agon seemed to row a different direction, today. Unsui looked at him.
"Where are you going?" Unsui asked him. "Agon?"
Agon didn't answer. Unsui stared at him. He continued to look at him in wonder. Agon continued to row. He stopped, suddenly, after a while. The water was the purest Unsui had seen of it. Agon took off his shades.
They were surrounded by grassy coves. The water was beautiful. Agon looked at it. He was still. The air was silent.
"I want to take Hiruma here, one day." He said to Unsui. "Unko-chan."
Unsui nodded. "Yeah." he said. "It is beautiful…"
He looked all around him. Agon had taken him to such a place… Agon continued to row. They were in El Nido, Palawan. It was beautiful. The air was humid. Agon continued to stare.
His eyes were Aquamarine.
Unsui hadn't seen that color on Agon in a long time. He hadn't seen it since when Shinryuji played Deimon. He must've been reflecting.
About Hiruma.
Agon thought about bringing Hiruma here, spending time with him, at this place. Agon stopped reminiscing. He continued to row, exiting the coves.
"Agon," Unsui said to him, suddenly. "Do you… miss Hiruma?"
Agon nodded. "Yeah." he said. "Every second."
He continued to row.
"Do you… want him to be here?" Unsui stilled, asking him this question. Agon didn't like it when Unsui got "Sappy".
Agon nodded.
"Yeah." he said. "I do."
Unsui looked down at the water, running his hand through it. It was so clear, it almost made Unsui want to take pictures. It was beautiful.
"He's so beautiful," Agon confessed to Unsui, suddenly. Unsui looked. Huh? "To me. Unko-chan."
Unsui could hardly believe Agon was telling him this. This was the same Agon that said emotions were stupid. Unsui stared at him.
Agon wasn't lying. Unsui could see it in his eyes, looking down at the water. Agon really loved Hiruma. His brother tightened his hand on the wooden paddle.
He would always love Hiruma.
Agon released his hold on it. He began rowing, again. Unsui hoped Agon wouldn't catch the idea Unsui was thinking of in his head. Sometimes, it was scary, having Agon around, because he knew so much, about him, already.
When they got to their hotel, it was around 8 at night. Traffic was bad. Unsui said that he'd go see their father tomorrow. Agon grunted. He said that he'd stay in bed. He folded his arms over his pillows, staring at the headrest.
He missed Hiruma.
He wished he could have his body beside him. Agon was so horny. He clenched his teeth. Dammit. If only Unsui weren't in the room—
He checked his phone.
Wait. He hadn't checked his phone all day , since being on the flight. He looked at the screen. He had 18 messages from Hiruma.
Agon opened them.
"I'm going down to the lobby, okay?" Unsui said to his brother, leaving the room. Agon didn't seem to hear him. He was staring intently at his phone. "I'm going to go study there. Exams are coming up, you know. I don't want to bother you with my studying."
Unsui laughed.
"Okay," Agon said with wide eyes. He sat up in bed some, on his side. "Have fun."
He was still staring at his phone. Unsui left him alone. He figured Agon had probably found a new game on the app store he wanted to beat besides Tetris.
It wasn't.
Unsui shut the door. He left the room.
Agon smirked. No, he said in his head, staring down at Hiruma's body across the screen. It was Hiruma.
He began to laugh. Kukuku, this was great. Perfect Timing. Hiruma had been sexitng him the whole day! He laid back down, turning over more on his side, beginning to feel himself.
He moaned.
Hiruma had sent him photos of him getting dressed. He wore a black tight turtleneck cropped sweater and black Calvin Klein underwear, high on his hips, exposing his ass, sitting on the bathroom counter, taking a photo of himself.
Agon grunted. That was just one of the many Hiruma sent. There were some taken of his ass in sexy lingerie, exposing it to Agon, on his side. Even him in the bath, drinking orange juice, saying: Wish you were here.
The last thing that had been sent to Agon was a message, that said Call me. It was sent at 7:10. It was 8, now. Agon groaned.
He wasn't even sure about the things Hiruma was going to do to him.
Hiruma missed him.
He had been touching himself all day, thinking about the things Agonnne was going to do to him.
He had left around 6 to man practice, and that was when he let everyone off early, saying they could go home, and spoke of the news there was no practice for the next two weeks, as their bodies were aching, and they would be focusing on recovery. Sleeping and Eating were primary for an Athlete's build. Besides, he missed Agon. Their Rice Bowl would be placed in Next Month. The team they would be facing… Hiruma laughed.
The champions of the Semi-Pro League.
The X-League.
Hiruma missed Agon.
He returned home, taking off his clothes, and took a shower, thinking of him. He touched himself, thinking of Agon, masturbating, before he got out. He put on Agon's t-shirt, found on the floor, before he folded some clothes caught in the dryer and bin, spreading them out on the bed. He checked his phone.
Still no response. He closed his eyes. Agonne was probably sleeping right now, or, getting ready to work out, exercising. He remembered sometimes Agonne went on a midnight run when he couldn't sleep, or get things off his chest, when he couldn't talk to Hiruma beside him in bed. Hiruma sighed. He laid across his bed, flopping on his side, sighing.
He missed him.
He really missed Agonne. He wished he was here, with him. He wished Agonne could touch him, rub his side, his hip. He missed his touches. Hiruma placed his hand on his hip.
He remembered Agonne telling him he loved him that morning.
Hiruma continued folding clothes. It was still around 6, reaching seven. Agon hadn't sent him a text, yet. Hiruma remembered his laugh. He hoped he was okay.
Agonne was.
He had just finished masturbating to him. He checked his phone, out the shower, looking at it. Hiruma hadn't sent him a text since then. Agonne wondered how he was doing.
He called him.
Agonne began making himself some dinner. He had a black bandanna tied around his head, holding his hair back. He stirred up soup in a pot full with Teriyaki Chicken and Noodles. It smelled good. Hiruma picked up.
"Hey, baby." Agon grinned, laughing. Cocky. "How are you doing?"
"Better." Hiruma laughed, smirking. "How are you?"
"Just masturbated to you in the shower." Agon said. "I'd say I'm doing just fine." He smirked. "I miss that sweet ass of yours,"
He held the phone near his shoulder, crooking his neck. He used both hands to cook. Hiruma laughed.
"Me, too." he said.
They were both silent, for awhile. Hiruma listened.
"Are you cooking?" he asked.
"Yeah." Agon said. "Though, I miss your home cooking better. Kukuku,"
He began to laugh. Hiruma missed that cocky laugh of his. He leaned back on his back and began to touch himself, rubbing his hole.
"I've been touching myself all day," Hiruma breathed into the phone, rubbing himself. " Thinking of you… "
Agon moaned. He bent over some, almost reaching down to touch himself, biting his lip. "Oh, don't do this… " he moaned, almost leaning over on the stove, groaning. " Not near the food… "
Agon broke away from the stove. He returned to the bed, on his back. He and Hiruma masturbated to each other for around 15 minutes. They laid with each other and talked for about half an hour, Agon in the dark, shutting of the lamp light, grabbing his food. He poured it into a small bowl.
Hiruma fell asleep. Agon hung up the phone. He was tired. Hiruma. Agon understood. Hiruma had trouble sleeping without him, too. Agon remembered Hiruma in the hospital saying to him he had trouble sleeping.
Unsui came in the room.
At that point, Agon was already drifting off to sleep. Agon heard Unsui take a shower, then set his things in bed. He yawned, climbing underneath the comforts. Agon shifted, changing positions in bed. Unsui saw him.
Agon had always done that. Since he was little. Unsui remembered seeing him shift positions in bed, back when they shared a room, grunting. Agon had PTSD, which meant he had trouble sleeping, sometimes. Unsui thought about his ADHD. When he reflected on moments like these, it all seemed to make sense.
Why Agon was Agon.
"Is something wrong?" Unsui asked him. "Agon?"
Agon stared up at the ceiling. His goggles were off. He was silent. Agon was actually still, for once. Unsui remembered Agon being like that when he was focused. On something.
What was it?
"Nothing," Agon said, voice soft. "Unko-chan."
"Did you take your medication?" Unsui asked him. "Agon?"
"Mhm."
Agon's lips thinned. He looked up at the ceiling. Unsui looked at his brother in the dark. Agon was always a mystery, to him. But, recently, they had been growing close.
"Then what is the problem?" Unsui asked his brother. "Agon? Something seems to be troubling you?"
"You can feel it, huh?" Agon asked him. Unsui looked in wonder. "Our twintuition. Mom says we used to hold hands as babies. Said we never let go until I learned to walk and talk at six months old."
Agon smirked, suddenly. He was still silent. His voice croaked, but it was still soft. Unsui continued to look at him.
"She did?" he asked.
"Yeah." Agon said. "She did."
Agon was silent for awhile. He was reflecting. Unsui sat up on his elbow, looking at Agon to the side of him. Agon's eyes were green. It seemed as if he was somewhere else. He came back. Unsui blinked. He let silence pass through them.
He spoke.
"Did mom… ever feel…" Unsui began to tear up. "Did mom ever feel proud of me?"
"She was always proud of you," Agon said, remembering. "I remember that one time, when we were outside, near the tree in our backyard, and you were just tall enough to get the ball stuck in the low branch. When you got it, stretching, she clapped her hands, laughing."
Unsui smiled.
"You act just like her, you know." Agon said, after silence passed for some time. Unsui stilled. "Your eyes. They're the same. Pure. Dark. Gray. They're the same as hers."
"What about yours? Agon."
"I don't know what mine are," Agon laughed, seeming to almost look like Unsui. "I honestly don't know, for once. Mom said that they came from a recessive trait… deep in her family." Agon paused. "They said… my eyes shift color… because I feel many things… at once."
"That probably explains why you're so moody—"
Agon threw a pillow at him.
"Ow! Ow!" Unsui laughed, rubbing his head, catching it. "Kidding! I was kidding! "
Agon rested back in bed. He leaned on his back. He thought of Hiruma. He shut his eyes. He missed him. He really did. He missed seeing him shoot his guns, grinning flashy, teeth sharp.
Come on, He seemed to say, in his mind. My Agonne.
"Do you miss Hiruma?" Unsui asked him. "Agon…"
Agon nodded. "I do." he said. "I miss him a lot."
Agon sighed.
"Is that was this is?" Unsui asked him. "You miss him, a lot?"
Agon's lip thinned. "I just have trouble… sleeping without him." Agon sighed. "I have trouble, anyway, but with him… he makes it easier."
Agon fell asleep.
Unsui made a call.
In the morning, Agon was taken to an airport. There, Hiruma met him. He was dressed in tight paisley black leggings and a crop top hoodie that spelled the word DIMEPIECE written in white letters, over it. He held an Dragunov Sniper Rifle in his hand, grinning. He was beautiful.
Agon grinned. "You did this," he turned to Unsui, bags under his eyes. "Didn't you?"
Unsui smiled, bashful. "You missed him," Unsui said, hands in his pockets. "It didn't feel quite complete, without him. Maybe we can take him to Dad."
Agon picked Hiruma up. He carried him on his waist. He kissed him. Hiruma smiled. They loved each other, didn't they? Unsui thought it was only right. He was a total sucker for these kind of things. Agon knew because Mom was the same way.
He let him slide.
He let Hiruma down. "Now I have to take you to my Dad, trash." He smacked his ass. Hiruma laughed. Agon smirked. His shades were black Oakley Juliets. He sagged in his dark camouflage baggy army combat pants, and wore a black muscle t-shirt with beaded jewelery; rosaries around his neck and wrist, smiling. He had on Nike Lebron 13 Pot of Gold's.
Agon took Hiruma to his dad's house. They trekked up the mountain. Hiruma wore black Nike Men's Air Visi Pro VI Nuback basketball shoes, matching his outfit. Agon carried Hiruma's things. When they got on the raft. Hiruma still wore his outfit. He didn't change into a swimsuit. Agon remembered his dad saying something to him the Last Time he left.
When he was 10.
"Don't want to get your clothes wet, do ya?" He laughed to him.
Agon laughed.
He stared ahead.
When they got to the house, they stood out on the front porch. Hiruma was still. He had been silent, for the most part. Agon looked at him. He wondered if it was because Hiruma was visiting his Real Father.
It wasn't. Hiruma wasn't nervous at all. It wasn't any of those reasons. Hiruma watched. Unsui knocked on the door. Hiruma had a still gaze in his eye, lip thin, eyelashes long. He stared at the door. He knew what he was doing. Hiruma didn't know Agon's father.
He didn't keep blackmail information on his friends.
The door opened.
"Unsui." His father acknowledged. Unsui nodded. His father looked at Agon. "Agon." He spotted Hiruma. He didn't say anything. He just left the door, turning around. Agon watched Unsui walk in. Hiruma waited. He watched the back of his dad. The two of them left.
"He has an Eye," Hiruma stilled, looking at Agon. "He can See me. An Eye of Talent. He won't be fooled." Agon heard Hiruma laugh. "Some fucking dad you got, kekeke."
Agon snorted. He didn't laugh. Only stared ahead.
Hiruma chewed on the end of his gum. They walked inside, and there, his dad met them, at the entrance hallway. Hiruma stared down at him, still. His dad walked away, avoiding him. He snorted, opening his mouth.
"You didn't tell me you became one with a demon."
Agon pinned him against the cabinet, lifting him, gritting his teeth. He breathed, harsh. It happened so fast Unsui didn't have time to react.
"Agon!" Unsui shouted. "Let him down! You're going to hurt him—!"
Agon wasn't listening. His eyes were wide. His father's were, too. They were dark. Unsui looked at them. They weren't like their mom's. They were… dark.
Black.
Agon understood what his father in Kantou had meant by saying that, to him, at that time.
Evil.
Agon's dad hadn't expected Agon to react in the ways he did. All his life, Agon had been impulsive. But, not towards him. Finally, he understood.
Agon had been building up.
This was the Last Straw.
Hiruma.
His dad realized it was such a gift that Agon had been patient, with him. His dad made a mistake. Agon let him go. He fell to the ground, eyes wide.
Agon would've killed him.
He finally understood this. All his life, that little boy, since seven, had been showing restraint. Agon was a god amongst gods. He was Perfect. He breathed rough.
Hiruma stilled.
He looked at his dad. Tears flowed from his father's eyes. This was the first time Agon had showed him his father. Hiruma saw he had an Eye for Talent.
He could understand where Agon was coming from. He didn't want this in his life. Why? His father was toxic. Agon needed Hiruma, now. And in order to do that, he would have to cut his father out his life. Agon would be okay.
He didn't need him .
His father.
Now, a known stranger.
Hiruma smirked. He looked at Agon. Agon grabbed his waist, pulling him close to him. Agon was still. Hiruma saw completion in his eyes.
He was ready.
Hiruma smiled. Unsui looked at the two. He could see that Agon meant what he said in the car. He wasn't just being moody. Agon was dead serious.
He cut him out.
Unsui couldn't believe him. He smiled. His brother actually cut their father out . Unsui could see why. He was toxic. To Agon. And To Hiruma. And most importantly—
He was toxic to him.
Unsui stood, tall; proud. "You know…" he said, wearing light denim jeans today and converse, "There was a time… when I actually wanted to get to know you." He looked at his hands. "I thought that… by getting to know you… and meeting you, would complete part of my life that I always felt was missing." He clenched them. "But now… I understand. You're just a no good father. You're a terrible man. You don't get to be apart of our lives. Mine or his. I'm leaving. Good riddance."
Unsui walked away. Agon smirked. He knew Unko-chan had that little fire within him. He knew that Unsui struggled with deciding wanting to keep his father in his life or not, his real, biological , father . But now, Unsui could see it.
He didn't want him in his life anymore.
Because—
He didn't need him in it.
Agon snorted. Hiruma chewed on his gum. Agon turned around and smacked Hiruma's ass, telling him they were leaving too. The three of them left.
They would never see that house again.
Agon and Hiruma had sex when they got home. Unsui left, saying he had to get a couple things, groceries, and the like, since Agon and him had planned on staying for about a week. As soon as Agon got in the bed, Hiruma came against him.
Unsui shut the door.
Hiruma slept with Agon. He moaned against him, breathing, on his stomach, above Agonne. Hiruma made deep moans. Agon could hardly control himself with Hiruma above him, like that.
" Agonne… " Hiruma moaned. He began to cry. Agon was moving in him fast. " Agonne…! "
He started to sob. He moaned. His arms hung loosely around Agon's neck. Agon moaned in his ear, holding him. Hiruma was shaking. Tears were felt against his neck.
Agonne felt him.
"It's okay… baby…" Agon began kissing him, rubbing his hands down Hiruma's sides, soothing him. Hiruma nodded, moaning, giving out a shaky breath. "Breathe with me… Breathe with me… Uh… Baby…"
Hiruma felt so good . Agon could hardly contain himself. He couldn't stand the ways Hiruma made him feel. Hiruma moaned underneath the covers. He shivered, feeling Agon's cum enter his body.
" Agonne… " Hiruma bit his neck, teething him there, gnawing on the skin. Agon grunted. Hiruma gave him a hickey, running his nose down deep into his neck. Hiruma nodded. He ran his hand over Agonne's chest, feeling a silver chain.
He grasped the dog tag along it.
Agonne felt his hand. He held Hiruma's. Hiruma grasped it tightly. Agonne still kept it. He nodded, kissing Hiruma's jaw, behind his ear. Hiruma lifted his head. He let out a long moan.
Hiruma felt Agon make love to him. He cried out. The two of them joined, their souls becoming one, Agon gripping Hiruma's hand tight.
He came.
After they had sex, Agon rubbed Hiruma's hip in bed. He kissed Hiruma's lips, making out with him. Hiruma pecked him, letting Agon come into his mouth. He moaned into him. Agon gasped. Hiruma pulled away from him, nodding into his mouth.
Agon pulled away.
Hiruma stroked his fingers through Agonne's hair as he fell asleep, dozing off. He faced Agon. Agon was asleep, now. He breathed a little easier. That was good.
"Hiruma." Agon said, suddenly. He looked at him. His eyes were amber. "Do you think…" He frowned. "What do you think… about the… Perfect Player?"
He looked up at him. Hiruma yawned. He continued to stroke him. Hiruma laughed. Agon smiled, if only for a little bit, then frowned again.
"I dunno," Hiruma said. "What do you think…" He yawned again. "About the Perfect Player?"
Agon remained silent.
"I think it's a bunch of bullshit," Hiruma said, grinning. "If you grab the fucking title for yourself, then it's yours, right?"
Agon smirked. "Yeah." he said. "It is."
Hiruma kissed him. "We're off, for two weeks…" He hummed to him, sweet. "What do you want to do?"
Agon looked away. "Mmm." He mumbled, shrugging his shoulders. "It's a secret."
He smiled. Hiruma rubbed the side of his face. Agon grinned. His teeth showed. He looked up at Hiruma. Hiruma had big eyes.
"Your eyes are huge." He said to him, almost laughing. "That's weird."
He began to laugh. Hiruma looked at him.
"Your eyes are weird." Hiruma said to him. "Look. They keep changing colors. Kekeke… it's getting hard to keep up."
"What color are they now?" Agon asked him. "Hiruma."
"Amber."
Hiruma kissed his lips. Agon held his hand, close to his chest. Agon really loved Hiruma. He really did. He didn't mind. Being this way, with him.
He kissed him.
