Chapter Six

Rest and Regroup

Of all the damn stupid things Sousuke had ever done… he could almost hear Rin laughing at him in his head, snickering under his breath and offering some sarcastic comment about keeping it in his pants. He could hear it running though his mind even as he pressed his lips to the guy in front of him who moments before had been pissed and now seemed a lot more shocked than anything else. It wasn't Sousuke's usual behaviour, he was a professional, damn it, had worked hard to be paid the large sums that he was and right now he was doing the least professional thing he could possibly do.

But Makoto had been irresistible before with those kind green eyes, those small looks, that incredible body but when he'd been fired up, those eyed narrowed in anger, the soft voice raised… well, it did things to Sousuke's libido that he wouldn't dare admit.

Even though he admitted it. As he had his lips pressed against Makoto's gently, feeling the exhale of air from Makoto's mouth and if he was a stupid ass like his colleague and friend, Rin, he would've pressed the moment and done more. He would've pushed his hips forward, thrust his tongue into Makoto's pliant mouth, put his hands around his firm waist, grinding then together in a delicious way that would send sparks up his spine and make his cock hard in his suit pants.

But instead, he backed off, knowing he'd been an idiot and shouldn't have done what he'd just done. He just hoped he didn't get a punch – a punch he probably deserved – but Makoto didn't look angry, only looked perplexed, a hand going to scratch at the back of his head and then run through his brown hair.

"Ugh…" Makoto said, his voice no longer filled with anger.

"Sorry. It won't happen again."

Sousuke knew Makoto was going to say something else, not sure what it would be but he didn't give him chance as he decided the best response to the whole stupid moment of madness was to forget about it and Sousuke was going to forget about it by doing his job. Which was keeping Makoto safe and as comfortable as he could. So he marched over to the crate and began removing the sleeping bags, rolling them out on the floor and setting up a space for them to sleep, following that by getting out the energy bars and water, offering one of Makoto who still was looking at him with a curiosity. If Sousuke was easily embarrassed his face would burn due to that look but thankfully he wasn't. He was just kicking himself internally for the kiss that he could still feel against his lips, brief and tentative as it was.

Makoto didn't seem mortified by the experience which Sousuke thought of as a plus as least he'd not been disgusted by the idea of kissing a guy. Plus it also meant that he perhaps didn't hate him entirely. And considering the level of trust Makoto had to place in Sousuke that was important.

But it still made it awkward when Sousuke brushed Makoto's hand when he passed over the energy bar.

"It's not good food… but it's something," Sousuke said, shrugging his shoulders and Makoto nodded.

"We have no choice, I guess?"

He managed a small snort under his breath that was to show amusement as he took a seat on the floor on one of the rolled out sleeping bags and ripped open the packet from the energy bar and taking a big bite, tasting the flavour that was meant to be chocolate on his tongue. It was artificial and barely tasted of anything, like eating dirt and Sousuke glugged water to remove the taste.

Makoto took a moment before he joined Sousuke on the floor, crossing his long legs and opening his own energy bar. He took a hesitant bite after seeing Sousuke's reaction to it but then took a bigger one after.

"They're not too bad," he said and Sousuke only raised an eyebrow.

"Say that when that's all you eat for a few days."

They ate then in companionable silence and Sousuke tried not to look over at Makoto, avoiding those green eyes in the dim torch light. He knew he should say something – apologise properly but Sousuke had never been entirely good at telling people things or being honest about his feelings so instead, silence seemed the best option.

After the food, Sousuke left Makoto alone and walked around the warehouse, checking it all and then checking in with Rin, knowing he would want to know their progress and Sousuke needed to inform him of the guy with the glasses.

"How's the guy?" Rin enquired and Sousuke answered abruptly.

"Fine."

He could tell Rin would want to say more but Sousuke didn't allow him opportunity to tease him or anything else as he cut off the call and went back to find Makoto.

When he arrived back from his checks, Makoto had got into one of the sleeping bags and Sousuke couldn't figure if he was asleep or just pretending, but whatever, it made it easier for him. Following his lead, Sousuke stripped to his boxer briefs, glancing over at Makoto's pile of clothing guessing he was in a similar state of undress and then grabbed the bag, moving it so his body would be in the way of Makoto's in case of any attack.

He knew he wouldn't sleep, Sousuke was too focused, too on a high and he needed to focus on protecting Makoto but at least if he was lying down, resting, he could regain some energy, get some strength back for the next day.

He was lying in the bag, his arms poised behind his head when Sousuke heard the shuffling and he sat up a little to see Makoto moving, unzipping the bag, and in the darkness, Sousuke's eyes narrowed, watching his body in the dim light.

He thought he'd be just grabbing a water, getting something to eat but instead he heard Makoto's voice quiet in the room.

"Are you awake?"

Sousuke answered. "Yeah."

Makoto didn't speak after that and Sousuke felt the air leave his lungs when suddenly Makoto crawled over, Sousuke straddled by the body he had checked out in the hotel room. He swallowed as he looked up and he was about to say something when Makoto leant down, his lips poised just above Sousuke's.

"Make me forget all this."

He had no words for that. Sousuke only grabbed for Makoto's hair and kissed him hard. Like he'd wanted to do earlier.