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“Stop moving! I'm almost done.“
The redhead spoke as he held the exorcist's waist to keep him still. It was half past 3 in the morning, and Akane had a rather rude awakening. He woke with rapid tapping on his window, and a familiar smile shined through.
Though, his irritation turned into concern the moment the blond crawled in, and blood dripped in the floor. Akane hastily pushed Teru to his desk chair and quickly went to the bathroom to grab the first aid kit.
And that led them to where they are now.
Minamoto Teru, the man who came crawling to him to get help, was squirming and shuffling away from him. Akane wanted to punch the man. He swears this man sucks at letting his walls down, but his heart softens at the reminder he went to him.
He wanted him to help him. He couldn't help but feel giddy. Even though this wasn't the first time.
A hiss was heard, and a pinched followed. He glared at his senior, but he loosened the bandage. He hated the role that was bestowed upon the gorgeous man. He wanted nothing but to spoil that man. Make him happy and stress free for the rest of his life. Lay him in bed and pamper him in his arm. Kissing his scars and run his fingers through those soft blond locks.
…
He could do that now if this bastard would stop avoiding his touch.
“I'm nearly done, dear..“ Akane softly said, his free hand squeezing his waist as he did another wrap around his thigh. Teru pursed his lips with a hum.
Teru scrunched his nose up and did his best to relax. Even if he trusted him, he still finds it hard to fully let his pride go. Too used at being alone. A breath left the cerulean eyed boy, and he leaned his head on Akane's shoulder.
A minute passed, and Akane was finally done treating his injuries. He set the items down and pushed the med kit away. Copper eyes scanned the older boy's bandaged figure. Akane nuzzled against Teru's head and started pressing kisses against him.
His cheeks, forehead, nose, lips, and over the bandaid on his jaw. He feels goosebumps form on the man's body. A smirk forms on his face.
He continued his affectionate actions on the man he held dear. His lips brushed against his skin as he trailed down. His thumb rubbing circles on Teru's waist, giving attention to his scars. He heard the exorcists breath hitch when his lips peppered kisses on the long scar that went from his shoulder to halfway of his ribs.
He remembered this one. It was a few months back. Back when he wanted to bring his best friend back from the far shore.
Akane closed his eyes and held the man tighter. He moved and placed his lips over to his bicep. Memorizing the scars on his skin. The thin scar that adorned that part had him placing two kisses. A claw mark below, on his triceps, and he placed five kisses on them. He moved lower and kissed all the smaller scars on his forearm.
He placed the last kiss on his wrist and opened his eyes. He gazed up upon the pretty boy and smiled even wider at the blush that adorned his pale cheeks. Teru had his head turned a way with a hand over half of his face. Akane loved when he managed to bring the arrogant man turn into a blushing mess.
He wanted to stay like this forever.
Akane moved his head back up and tugged on his wrist to bring his hand down. The blond man refused and kept still. A snicker left his lips, and he placed a soft kiss against the lobe of his ear.
This man was too cute, even if he's annoying as shit.
He's glad, really glad he was his first lover. And he intends to be his last. He'll be the best husband. If his father would ever disapprove of this, he'd just take Teru for himself. And his siblings, of course. Teru loves them a lot, so by that logic, Akane would bring the whole Minamoto siblings under his roof.
It's a lovely thought. He'd just try and survive the onslaught of childishness that'll come from Teru.
“Akane.“
“Yes?“
His eyes quickly moved to those pretty eyes of his. His chest warmed up. He'll never get tired of him unless he starts annoying him.
“… thank you..“ Teru mumbled out. His hand moved away from his face, and he gave him an embarrassed smile. Akane felt his heart racing even more. He knows Teru had problems, and he's happy Teru is trying to let him in.
“I love you so, so much.“
The redhead blurts out. Teru stares with a deeper blush, and he smirks. His fangs poking out.
“You love me that much? Awe, so sweet of you, Akane.“ his cerulean eyes shined, “does this mean you aren't mad at me anymore?“
“Get down from your horse.“ Akane pinched him lightly, “I'm still annoyed you practically stained my floor with your blood.“
He sighed and kissed the corner of his lips, “but, I'm glad you're okay now.“
“You're annoying.“
Akane raised an eyebrow at Teru's declaration. How cute.
“I am? Have you seen yourself? You're practically a child.“
“So mean, Akane.“ Teru pouted, “you're just so.. irritating. Why are you being so soft.. It's not..“
He stumbled over his words. Teru was trying to organize his words and say them properly. Akane patiently waited, and Teru hates it. He's used to being alone by himself. Being someone idolized by everyone, he can't see himself being vulnerable.
But, Akane is different. He knows that. Their relationship was built on nothing but trust and banters. Teru trusts him so much that it hurts.
“It's annoying how much you love me. It makes me feel so many things I'm not used to. I hate it and love it at the same time… I want to either punch you or kiss you..“
Akane could only chuckle, “you do that anyway..“ Who knew the ever so strong exorcist was this vulnerable with him?
“I know.“ Teru smirk grew even more, and his voice turned even more softer, “You're too much sometimes… I don't mind it, though. I love you like that.“
The ginger let out a happy hum. His arms move to wrap around the older boy with a goofy smile. His heart felt full for this enigma of a man. His lips hovered over the blonds lips, copper eyes staring deeply at the icy blue eyes. He enjoys the blush on the boys face.
He pushed Teru down onto his back as he began to kiss him. He'd gladly indulge on his little fantasy from earlier. He deserves to be pampered after this night.