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Reo has a total of five seconds to hurl his husband to the hotel’s bathroom before he’s doubling over and completely emptying his guts.
“Ugh”, said the white haired while wiping his mouth with the back of his sleeve, “this sucks”
Reo is quick to bring a towel and dap it all over the other’s face, the suit is a lost case, so he gives up on that, and instead focuses on pulling Nagi’s bangs out of his face as he continues to heave while clutching on the bathroom’s seat for dear life.
“My head hurt”, he slurs
“That’s to be expected, how much did you drink?”
The other squint at him as he tries to remember, ”dunno—“
“ Ugah Reo…” , he whines, as if the state he’s in is anyone's fault but his to begin with.
“I’ll bring you some water”
He hurries to their room and opens the mini fridge to take a bottle of water, he speeds up his pace as he hears the other calling for him from the bathroom, he didn’t expect Nagi to be such an avid drinker, guess there’s still a lot he doesn’t know about the other.
“Here”, he hands him the bottle but as he sees him struggle to open it, he takes it himself, unscrews the cab and brings it to his lips, telling him to drink slowly so as to not choke.
“Better?”
The other hum as he puts his head on his shoulder and closes his eyes, Reo shakes him slightly, while the current state he’s in is quite pitiful, the bathroom floor is no place to sleep.
“ Seishirou ..”, he nudges him again
The other only whines louder as he continues to bury his face in his shoulder, he sighs before putting a hand over his waist and pulling them both up and out of the door, they stumble slightly to the bed, Nagi drunken state making the task harder than it should be. He struggles to pull his shoes and only succeeds in pulling his vast and unbuttoning the first few buttons of his shirt before Nagi decides that he’s had enough and slumps lifelessly on the bed. It takes him a few minutes of dead silence as he watches Nagi’s unmoving form, before giving up and heading to the bathroom to change himself. Today has been long and eventful, he can feel his bones aching from all the earlier festivities.
He makes his way to the bed tentatively after changing into something more comfortable, Nagi almost takes all the space with his long limbs spread out like a starfish, he gently nudges him to the side before getting under the covers. He spares the other a glance before shutting his eyes and praying for sleep to take mercy on him and come faster. He does not dare ponder over what it means to be married to the other, or what his next step is. In contrast to what others might think, he doesn’t have much experience regarding relationships, his last one was quite disastrous —or that’s what his friends said about the whole ordeal, he doesn’t think much of Shidou nowadays and they’re mostly on good terms now, but he can remember the disappointment and utter agony he felt when the blonde decided he’s done with him as clear as day. If this whole thing with Nagi ends up being a complete mess. Then he’s more than prepared for it. There’s no point in dwelling over his feelings anyway, because Nagi can barely stand the sight of him, let alone anything more. He's lucky if he can even convince him to be his friend. He grimaces as he gets reminded of the last time he and Nagi talked before the wedding and they way the other looked so fed up with him, he really needed to be more careful with him. He’s the one that dragged him into this marriage; the least he could do is make the experience a tad bit enjoyable for him. With his new resolve established, he began to feel his mind wander with possibilities as he began to slowly drift to sleep.
—
Nagi wakes up to the worst headache of his life, his throat is dry and there’s a weird taste in his mouth, and he’s so sweaty and gross he can smell the stench of alcohol and vomit on himself before he even regains consciousness. He wrinkles his nose as he slowly begins to sit up. Reo is nowhere to be seen, he can vaguely remember the other helping him out to their room last night but that’s about it. Any details about the wedding or what might have happened afterwards are hard to recall. He sighs before getting up and heading to the bathroom, he doesn’t know where Reo went or if he spent the night in the same room or somewhere else. But if he does come back, Nagi would at least like to look presentable in front of him.
He hears his phone chiming with a notification—which is weird because barely anyone texts or even calls him, he’s ready to ignore it and continue stalking to the shower before he hears it again .
He takes it from where it lays on the nightstand and opens it to see a couple of texts from an unknown number.
Heyy! Congratulations love I’m so so happy for you!
Btw this is Miu I took ur number from Reo, hope you don’t mind <33
Text me when u land and send lottts of pics ok?
Miu— oh sweet dear beautiful Miu with her golden hair, and soft skin, and alluring smile and pretty curves and plump lips, Miu that was so nice and attentive, who shares Reo mindset and his lifestyle, who grew up with him and saw him at his worst. He couldn't erase the sight of her and Reo out of his head as they danced together, and swayed gently to the music, bodies pressed closely as they whispered sweet nothing to each other.
His hands begin to shake and his grip on his phone is so tight he’s afraid of breaking it, he sighs before deciding to ignore it and instead goes to wash up, he’s really not in the mood to deal with his feelings first thing in the morning. He leaves the bathroom after wrapping a towel around his waist, and heads to his bag on the corner of the room to grab some clothing, but he’s soon interrupted by Reo choosing this exact moment to come back.
“Seishirou? Everything okay?”
He turns around to find Reo looking at him with concern, he looks like he just came back from a run, judging by his sportswear and the way he’s sweating and flushing.
He clears his throat before answering, ”yeah”
He tosses the towel in favour of putting his boxers on, he hears a yelp from behind him so he turns around to the sight of Reo covering his face with his hands. He feels the corner of his lips twitching in amusement as he says, “You can look, I don’t mind”
Reo sputters, “ No—I would like to give you some privacy”
He chuckles at the other’s flustered state, but doesn’t tease him any further as continues to put on his clothes.
The purple haired clears his throat, “ Do you have everything ready?”
He hums as he moves to sit down on the large bed, his head is still pounding and there’s a weird sinking feeling in his stomach that he’s been trying to push away. But he doesn’t let any of that show, there’s no need for him to humiliate himself further, not after the embarrassing display he made last night.
Reo sits on the chair near the window as he continues to watch him carefully, “I called room service and ordered some food while you were asleep, it’ll arrive soon“
“Thanks”
There’s a bit of silence before he hears knocking on the door, Reo is quick to answer as he guesses it to be the room service, and he’s right as a server comes with a trolley filled to the brim with different kinds of food. Nagi would have been more surprised if he wasn’t already used to Reo’s lavish lifestyle.
He gets up slowly as he approaches the other who begin to remove the covers of the plates. He smiles at him gently once he’s seated across from him.
They eat mostly in silence, the food is good but Nagi does not have much of an appetite. But Reo keeps filling his plate and telling him to take a bite of the different dishes. So he keeps eating, even if it’s tiresome to chew and his stomach is so full. Every time he takes a bite of something Reo hands him, the other smiles so eloquently at him that he forces himself to continue.
He sees Reo cutting some eggs, ready to hand it to him so he says quickly, “No more Reo, so full”
“Ah sorry, was the food good?”
He hums in agreement as he watches the other continue to eat his food, his little eyebrows crinkling cutely as he seems to be in deep thought. After taking a few sips of his coffee he says quietly, “ can I ask you something?”
“Sure”
“Are you upset with me?”
“Huh?”
The other gesture with his hands as he looks down guilty, “ever since I invited you to that event a few weeks ago you’ve been…distant”, he adds before Nagi has the chance to speak, “ I’m not trying to force you to open up with me of course, but if it’s something that I did then I would like to know so I can fix it“
Ah, so Reo has been thinking about that.
He remembers the way Reo's face had fallen once he had snapped at him, he’s been so busy stewing in his own feelings and thoughts he didn’t take into account the other’s feelings.
He sighs before saying, “ You didn’t do anything”
“But-“
He repeat firmly, “ Reo did nothing wrong, I’ve just been dealing with some personal…stuff”
The other smiles in relief, “ I’m glad it’s not something I did”, he adds, “ But you know you can come to me if there’s something troubling you? I can help”
He shakes his head, he can’t possibly tell Reo that he’s been jealous and bitter of him preferring someone else over him, he needs to know his place.
“Are you sure?”
“Yeah, don’t worry, just some project I’ve been struggling with”
He hums, “ if you says so”
Nagi chides himself for worrying the other over his nonsense, he only has less than a year before they get divorced anyway. It shouldn’t matter , really.
—
When Reo told him they’re going to fly with his family private jet— as his mother persistently told them it was her wedding gift and they should make most of it before school resumes —He was prepared. He’s more than accommodated to the Mikage’s lifestyle by now, simple and cheap does not have a place on their vocabulary. Yet he can’t help but gawk at the sheer size of the plane. It has a couple of huge seats separated by a table, a small sleeping area with a bed, and what appears to be a mini theatre. Reo nudges him forward with a smile so he quickly picks up his jaw from where it had fallen and gets moving. He sits himself on one of the seats near the window while Reo chats with the flight crew. A flight attendant approaches him to ask if he needs anything and offers him a drink. After she comes back with his lemonade, Reo wraps up his conversation with the crew and sits across from him.
“So what do you think?”, he gestures with his hands
“Cool”, he mutters as he sips loudly from his drink
It’s a long ten-hours flight from Tokyo to the Maldives, but Nagi barely feels it, the seats are a little bit uncomfortable despite their size but he manages. He sleeps in most of it, lulled by the gentle rocking and Reo’s voice as he tells him about his family’s vacations.
Once the plane lands, they get escorted to their villa with a private beach. Reo tries to give him a tour but the place is so huge and has more rooms than he can count in one hand—he of course voices his thoughts to the other who only laughs at him in response.
Reo leaves him in the first floor’s kitchen while he goes to unpack his luggage. There’s a huge plate filled with different fruits sitting on the counter—there are ones he doesn’t even know the name of, he picks a couple of strawberries, and absolutely ignores the fancy bottle of wine that sat next to the plate as a welcoming gift. Despite the heat and humid air, Nagi can’t find it in himself to complain. The view is nice, they get this side of the island all to themselves so there’s no need to socialise with anyone besides some of the staff who are more than happy to give them their space and let them settle in. He licks the juice off his fingers and decides to head upstairs to see what Reo has been up to, he also needs to freshen up after the long flight.
The villa is divided into two stories, the ground floor being the main hall that opens to the kitchen, there’s also a balcony and a private pool connected to it—which is absurd because the beach is right there. The second floor has a master bedroom and guest rooms. The staff has put their luggage upstairs per Reo’s request, Nagi isn’t sure yet of their sleeping arrangements, if Reo asks him to sleep in the other room or to share the bed with him—he blushes at the implication of that but doesn’t dwell on it much. He opens the door to the master bedroom because that’s where their luggage must be. Upon entering, he sees Reo with his bag wide open on the bed as he clutch some sort of fabric in his hands, he doesn’t have the chance to observe what it might be any longer because once he hears him approach, the other is quick to shove it back in his bag and slams it shot.
“ Heyyy , Seishrou, did you need something?”, he stammers nervously.
Nagi observes the way Reo is blushing down to his neck and the way his eyes keep darting from his bag to look back at him, he looks so nervous. Suspicious .
“What was that?”, he asks pointing to the bag
“It’s nothing! Don’t worry about it”, he hurries to his side and tries to push him out of the room,” how are you settling? Did you see the pool? You wanna go swimming?”
He tries to push against Reo and steal glances from behind his shoulder,” No, I’m fine”
“Hahah—that’s nice, nice”, he pushes him out, “ But did you see the slide? Let me show you!”
He stumbles slightly as the other succeeds in getting him out of the room. Reo is surprisingly strong, he wouldn’t have taken him to be the type to train obsessively, Nagi is almost tempted to ask him to carry him to test his strength. Maybe another time.
They have dinner at the underwater restaurant. The food was delicious even up to Nagi’s standards—which consists of breed and anything not too hard to chew. He listens happily as Reo points to all the different fishes and sea creatures that pass by them and some interesting facts about them. Reo has managed to convince him to attend a pottery workshop the following day, surprisingly he finds himself easily giving up to the other’s demands. Currently, he’s splayed on the beach in front of their villa, Reo had gone inside to wash up and prepare for bed. He was reluctant at first about going on this trip, but he didn’t want to disappoint Reo’s mother when she had put so much thought and money into her supposed gift. It’s a little weird, Nagi never was the type to try to please others, but there’s just something about the Mikage’s that makes him unable to say no.
“Enjoying your stay?”
He raises his eyes to see Reo looking down at him with that oh so gentle smile of his, hair falling around his face in a classy manner. He takes notice of his uneven bangs and has half the mind to raise his hand and tug— harshly and see the other reaction, if his face will twist in pain, or pleasure. Or maybe both.
“Yeah”, he breathes out, unable to take his gaze away from the breathtaking sight in front of him.
The other flush at the attention but move in to sit next to him on the sand, “good”
They sit in silence for a while, the sound of the waves and their soft breathing are the only sounds to be heard. Nagi senses are all heightened. He can feel the sand clinging to his back, the gentle breeze swaying his bangs. And most of all, the heat emanating from the other’s body. They’re sitting so closely together, Reo’s thighs almost making contact with his own.
“It’s nice”
“What”, he asks dumbfounded
“I said it’s nice”, the purple haired chuckles lightly, gaze locked on the ocean, “ I’m glad you’re here, with me”
Nagi suddenly finds himself lost in amethyst eyes, his chest squeezes tightly, he can feel the air leaving his lungs, his limbs are heavy and he feels so disoriented and weak. Like he’s under the influence of drugs or something else, something more sinister and wicked.
He raises slowly, aware of every breath the other takes, of every flutter his eyelashes make as he blinks at him. He gets closer, and closer, their shoulders touch and he brings a hand to the one that lays limbless on the sand, he nudges their pinkies together, and when the other makes no moves to draw away he intertwines them together. He hears the purple haired breath hitch and his shoulders tense before he lets out a breath and finally relaxes them.
Nagi feels like he’s drowning, but he makes no attempts to reach the shore. He welcomes the sudden burst of emotions as it fills his lungs. He’s okay with drowning if it’s Reo that’s pulling him down.
—
The pottery workshop was a total mess. Nagi considers himself to be a fast learner, but the process of creating vessels made out of clay is a difficult one. It requires delicate hands that handle it with at most care and patience. Nagi does not have such things. Unlike him, Reo of course gets the hang of it rather quickly, and had the time of his life teasing him about his lack of skills. He doesn’t mind it though, if only because he gets to have Reo’s hands on his own as he guides him through the whole process. He gets the hang of it after the second try. But kept making mistakes just to hear the other glee as he acts as his superior guide and mentor. Reo must take joy in being someone’s boss so Nagi decides to call him as such as a means to tease him. Only to get surprised by the other’s flustered state as he looks at him with wide eyes.
They attend a yoga class later on, and Nagi learns just how flexible Reo is. He’s also good with his hands as he observes him breathing colours into an empty canvas as they visit the arts room next. They go diving and ride a bike and Nagi wraps his arms around the other’s midsection as he drives them through the sunset, Reo feeds him berries on the beach, and Nagi was never fond of the sweetness of it. But he finds himself craving more and more. More of the purple haired touches, of his laughter directed towards him, of his undivided attention and adoration. Nagi is— greedy, he can’t help but lean more into the other’s touch as he ruffles his hair, bumps their shoulders whenever they walk together. They don’t sleep in the same room at night but Nagi lets his mind wander, of what it would feel like to have Reo’s body pressed against his. To feel his smooth skin under his hands, to run his mouth over every inch of his body. Nagi is at his limits and he’s afraid anytime now, he’s going to pounce on the other and devour him like a hungry wolf tearing mercilessly at his prey.
—
“Miu has been asking about you, she’s upset that you’re ignoring her”
He feels his eyebrows twitch as he gets reminded of the bunch of unanswered texts he received these past few days. He sighs before nodding.
Reo must’ve sensed his distress because he adds as he takes a bite of his food and chews slowly, taking his time on choosing the right words,” You don’t have to actually get along with her ”, his fork clacks loudly as he takes another bite, “just indulge her for a bit, she’s bound to get bored eventually”
“I just forgot to answer her”
“Really? I understand if you’re uncomfortable with her”, he adds hastily, “She can be a lot to deal with sometimes “
He takes a sip of his water, he’s been trying to ignore everything that has to do with the real world these days, fully engrossed with Reo’s company and their perfect honeymoon. He doesn’t want to get reminded of what awaits them once they get back. And most of all he doesn’t want to entertain the possibility of Reo’s running to the arms of someone else once they arrive home.
“What’s so good about her anyway?” He tries his best to not show his irritation but he must’ve failed, because Reo stops on his track, fork raised halfway to his mouth as he stares wide eyed at him.
He recovers quickly as he lower his fork and says,”I’lll tell her to stop bothering you”
He sighs loudly, “You should’ve just asked her to marry you”
“Huh—“
He knows he’s overreacting but he can’t help himself, the cat’s out of the bag now, he’s always been too honest and blunt—some dare say even rude sometimes.
“If you care that much about her you should’ve tried harder to win her over”, he can feel himself shaking, his blood pressure rising as he keep speaking what’s on his mind, “ you’re a pain Reo, getting someone like me involved with”, he sneer, “ you’re such a coward “
There’s a loud screeching as the other raise suddenly from his chair, there’s a twisted look on his face, his voice is so low Nagi barely hear it but there’s an unmistakable edge to it, “You’re a fucking asshole, I’m done with you”
He’s left with a sinking feeling as he watches the other as he stomps the stairs leading to the second floor before he hears the door slamming shut.
Ah I fucked up
—
There’s less than two days left before they have to head back home, and he and Reo still are not talking. He feels a little guilty for snapping at the other, he shouldn't have said all those things to him when he has no idea what the other has been through or what his reasoning is. But Nagi is a creature that moves with instinct alone, he’s never been the thinking and planning type—and whenever he does think too much about certain topics—such as feelings, he finds himself in….not so pleasant situations.
He’s currently having breakfast alone in their kitchen’s villa, he’s awakened to the empty space. Reo is nowhere to be seen.
He scrolls on his phone for a bit, he’s bored out of his mind, it’s only been a few days since their fight, but Nagi already misses the other. He opens the messaging app, he received some text from his friends that he responds to with his usual short answers and stickers. Reo’ mother also texted him to ask about the trip and how the two of them are doing. There’s one more text from Miu that he’s tempted to ignore, but curiosity wins over and he opens her chat before his mind registers the action itself.
Did u and Reo fight?
He seemed a little upset when I called
He sighs before sending her a short text
To Miu :
We’re fine dw
He sends her an old picture of him and Reo’s when they first arrived at their villa. She did insist he send photos, hopefully her curiosity is satisfied with this and she stops bothering him in the meantime.
He closes his phone and returns to his breakfast. The food is way too good to let it go to waste. Not even his sour mood will stop him from devouring the fluffy pastries.
After finishing up his food he takes his plate and puts it on the sink, usually a maid steps in every night to do some cleaning. He pockets his phone and decides to step outside for a while. It's early in the morning, he wouldn’t be awake at this hour if it was any other day. But upon arriving here, he felt as if his soul had been at ease, maybe it’s the general atmosphere or the lack of stress from having to balance different jobs on top of school’s work. Either way he’s been far more relaxed than he’s ever been. It’s not too hot today, the weather is nice and the sun is comfortably nestled between a couple of clouds. It might rain later, that would be nice.
He tosses his sandals aside and makes his way towards the shore, the feel of the sand sinking between his toes is somewhat grounding to him. He thinks he spots a head of purple sitting far too close to the ocean. He makes his way to him, upon hearing him approach the other lift his gaze to look at him, he lowers them back immediately, not saying a single word as he keeps looking at the far distance. He sits down beside him, a little bit too close for comfort but the other makes no moves to get up or to scoot away so he takes that as his cue to start talking.
“Reo..”
The purple haired sighs, hands laying limbless at his side, “ I’m tired Seishrou, I don’t wanna fight “
“I’m sorry”, he whispers guilty, the other still doesn’t spare him a glance as he starts playing with the sand under his fingers.
“Reo”, he repeats himself, trying to get the other’s attention. But Reo is not giving him the chance, his head lower, hair falling down the side of his face, hiding it from view.
“Reo”, he speaks firmly, craning his neck to look at the purple haired more clearly. But the other still refuses to acknowledge him.
He sighs before scooting closer and taking the other head on his hands and forcing him to look at him. He feels the air get knocked out of him as he sees the tears gathering on Reo’s eyes. He hurries to speak as he strokes the skin under his eyes, “ it’s my fault, please don’t cry”
The other sniffles and lowers his gaze, refusing to give him an answer.
He pleads,”Reo please , it’s all my fault, I shouldn’t have said all that back then, I was just so jealous and bitter and taking it out on you”
The purple haired finally returns his gaze as he questions, “ jealous?”
“Yes!”, he swallows before adding, “ I couldn’t stand the thought of you caring so much about her, of you preferring her over me “
“ Why ?”
Nagi bites his lips, hesitating a little before deciding to spit it out. If he thinks too much about this he might go insane.
“It’s because I like you, a lot”
“You like me?”
“Yeah”
“ Why ?”
He looks shyly at the other, Reo looks a little bit calmer—which is good. His tears have thankfully dried up. But the expression on his face is guarded and closed off, almost like he doesn’t believe him.
“Reo is kind and smart, you’ve taken an interest on me even though we haven’t known each other for long,” he let out a breath before continuing, “ it’s the first time someone ever cared about me like— like that”
Reo still looks unconvinced so he press harder as he take a hold of his face again, gently stroking the soft skin, if he press on it any harder, he’s afraid it’ll break “I want to be the only one in your life, not Miu or anyone else”
He whispers as he brings their faces impossibly closer, their forehead pressed together as he closes his eyes, “I couldn’t stand not having you all by myself Reo, it’s like I’ve been starving for so long, and I’ve finally learned what it feels like to be full”
Reo whines, close to tears, and he seems to struggle for the right words to say, the bridge between them is so fragile—any wrong move and it’ll tear apart.
“It’s okay babe, take your time”
“ Seishirou ”
He hums, content with the sound of the other’s voice as he struggles to utter anything beyond his own name.
“Seishirou—“, he exhales, “I’m not in love with Miu, or—anyone really”
He take a hold of the hands that rest on his face and squeeze hard, “ I’ve grown fond of you, I know I forced you into this, I’m such a mess and can’t make a decision for myself, and I’ve been so dumb and stupid in the past but—“, he looks fiercely into those grey eyes that had captivated him since day one, “I wanna try with you Seishrou, I wanna make this work”
Nagi feels all the tension leaving his body as he returns the other’s fond look, they stare at each other for a while. Nothing seems to matter as long as they’re together. His hand travels from where it rested on Reo’s face to the back of his neck, gently playing with the soft strands of hair, he pulls gently and take delight in the reaction it pulls from the other, he tugs harder and feels the way the other breath hitches in anticipation, eyes travelling all over his face and then finally landing on his plush lips. He closes his eyes and takes a leap of faith, before his thoughts could take hold of him and ruin the moment. In a matter of seconds his lips are closing over Reo’s. He feels the startled sound the other makes but he seems to recover quickly and kiss him back just as passionately. Nagi opens his mouth and welcomes the sensation of the other’s tongue tentatively reaching into the inside of his mouth—tasting every surface carefully, exploring every nook and cranny. They pull apart with a loud wet sound, Reo takes a moment to breathe. Nagi gives him a total of two seconds before he attacks him again, harder this time, almost knocking the breath out of him, and literally knocking him down. Reo feels the salty ocean water getting inside his nose as he struggles to push Nagi weight off him, he knocks on his chest and with a single hard shove, he finally lets go.
“Why did you stop?”, Nagi breathes as he hovers over him, uncaring for the water that slowly clinging to their bodies, a bit of water is the last of his issues.
Reo sputters as he gestures to his ruined clothes, “ The water got into my pants ! And my eyes!” He chuckles before pointing to Nagi’s wild strands of hair thats sticking to his forehead, “ it got into your hair too”
“So? That’s not an excuse to stop kissing me”
The purple haired blush as he turns his head the other way, voice slightly muffled by his hand as he suggests shyly, “ we can continue inside “
“And you can wear that cute lingerie you brought in your bag?”
“ Ah—you saw that?
“Of course I did, so you gonna wear it or not?”, he adds softly, “ please? For me?”
“Ahh fine ”, then a little quieter, “damn you Chigiri and your stupid gift”
“What did you say?”
“Nothing! Don’t worry about it”
Nagi gets up as fast as he can, smiling triumphantly as he bends down to pull the other and slung him over his shoulder like he weighs nothing .
“ Sei —“ he yells at him
“Shh, you gotta make it up for your husband ”
The purple haired whines and pouts a little, but he can’t stop himself from smiling as the other carry him back to their villa.
They’ll be fine, the two of them, they get the rest of their life to figure it out.