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My eyes adjusted to bright light shining right in my face, the morning sun conveniently shining right in my fucking face, we need to buy better curtains for this fucking house.
I rubbed my eyes and groaned. I cast my gaze to my husband Ataru, still sleeping, spared from the sun's assault. I roll over and start to bask in the warmth his body gives off, and before I knew it, I was cuddling him. I started to nuzzle his left breast and listened to his heartbeat, thump... thump... thump... it's- a normal heartbeat. Lying in bed, listening to Ataru's heartbeat, cuddling, makes me feel nostalgic. It- it reminds me of our first date, all those years ago...
Many Years Ago...
I was shocked when Ataru asked me if I wanted to crash at his place, now, I wouldn't be shocked if he asked to hang out, we've done that before, and we've trained together. But he asked if I wanted to sleep at his place. He's been to gay bars before, I've been to gay bars before, I've seen him at gay bars, he's seen me at gay bars, we both know we're gay. He didn't mention shit about training, I just know he's gonna try to make a move on me. And, I don't really know how to feel about it. I threw on some cologne I had lying around, put a few things of mine in a sack and headed out to his place.
I knocked, he opened within seconds. Was- Was he watching me? "Hello, come in." A warm smile- well, what I guess was a warm smile, judging by his eyes, spread across his face.
"Feel free to throw your stuff on the table over there." Ataru pointed to a table over to the kitchen. I just dropped it on the floor, Ataru grumbled: "...or on the floor." He gestured towards the couch, which is where we both sat down. He pulled out a basket under the coffee table filled with VHS Tapes, he pulled one out and put it in the TV. I didn't get to see the title as I was too busy munching on the extra buttery popcorn he offered. Faceful after Faceful, Ataru stared awkwardly. "I'm- glad to see you like the popcorn so much." "Yeah *munch* it's *munch* so *munch* good! *munch* " I said between fistfulls of extra buttery popcorn. The bowl was completely empty within minutes and I let out a large belch as I finished, "Good lord." Ataru mumbled. Waves of humilation, shame and embarassment wash over me as he said that, I shouldn't be acting like this, like a gross hog. I stared at my butter covered fingers and looked back at him, he resumed watching the movie, like nothing happened. I discreetly sucked the butter from my fingers in shame and continued watching the movie.
It was some romance movie... I knew it! I knew he was trying to make a fucking move on me, he's watching romantic movies to get me in the mood, it's kind of insidious, though I'm not mad, Honestly I'd think I'd say yes if he asked, I wouldn't mind sex with him, he seems like he knows his way in the bedroom, and he's a pretty nice guy. I looked back at him again, I noticed he was, sitting closer to me on the couch, still watching the movie, I move a little closer to him as well. He doesn't seem to notice. I continue watching the movie.
"I cannot keep my feelings bottled up any longer, I must confess my love for you."
"This part never fails to warm my heart." Ataru said, patting his heart.
"How so?"
"You see, he's had to keep his feelings bottled up because he was nervous, now he's finally gathered the courage to tell her." Ataru winked.
I wink back: "Lemme guess, cause you can relate to it so much?"
"Hm? Why do you think I can relate to that?" Ataru said, with an obviously fake "curious" tone, he winked at me again.
"You know why." I put my arm around his shoulder.
"You're right, I do know..." He mumbles, and looks away awkwardly.
"Cmon, just spit it out."
He spent a minute casting his gaze towards random places around the room, a crack in the vase or a small dust bunny in the corner were suddenly more interesting than my face to him. The movie kept playing, now the man and woman in the movie were giving each other a passionate kiss, true love...
"Ninja, would you, maybe want to consider pursuing a relationship... with me?"
I didn't say anything, I lift his mask up a little and start kissing his plump limps, he accepts my kiss, a long and passionate kiss that lasted for a minute . I pull away and ask: "You seem to have kept these feelings bottled up for a while." He let out a broken chuckle, "Of course I have, I've held these feelings for so long, since... I first met you " The smile on my face grew bigger, "I've always thought you were straight, until a saw you at that gay bar, then I knew I had a shot with you- he started hugging me tightly, whispering "thank you" over and over, I'll admit it did get kind of annoying after the 53rd time... Am I an asshole for thinking that? Kind of.
"How about we finish watching the movie." I ask, we both know that's not gonna happen, but we're gonna keep it on anyway.
"Of course, would you like me to make more popcorn...?" He asks, voice broken, tears are gonna come out of his eyes soon, I just know it.
"Naw..." I ask, I gather the courage to ask him something, a simple request:
"Can I- Can I cuddle you? Ataru?" I ask, -damnit, I think I'm gonna cry, too.
"Of... course!" He opens his arms wide open, I dive into his arms, both of eyes our wet with tears at this point, I don't give a shit though. I'm just happy to finally have someone I can call my lover, a person who shares the love I share for them, some silly tears won't get in the fucking way of that.
I place my head near his left breast and listen to his heartbeat, thump... thump... thump... Listening to hit put me at peace, I breathe deep into his neck and get a whiff of his scent, no cologne, unfortunately, just sweat and musk, gross, but I didn't care. "My sweetheart, my sweetheart Ninja!" He whispered, between tears.
"My lover, you're my lover, Ataru Kinniku..."
After that, nothing else mattered, we stared into each other's eyes, though our vision got blurry thanks to the tears, his eyes were all that mattered, he was all that mattered to me.
Present Day
I'm still nuzzling his chest, heartbeat still chugging along, my eyes now wet with tears, I rub them away, My back is starting to ache a little bit, I lift up his mask slightly and kiss his cheek. His eyes start to open, and he mumbled, "Morning, my cutie patootie..."
"Daw, knock that off..." I playfully nuzzle his forehead and look deep into his eyes, I'll admit that nickname has grown on me a little, just a little. We kiss on the lips, I'm glad we got to become old farts together, because with him, it was worth every second...