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“Damn, I have to wake up don’t I”.
“I wish I could dream forever…”
“I won’t have to worry.. about anything..”
“Maybe if I do ‘dream’ forever it’ll all go away..”
8:00 AM
The loud buzz and the sound of the alarm wakes the American up, cold drips of sweat above his forehead. He wakes up. His blue eyes were shined by the sunlight out his window.
The sound of the shower turned on, running his hands through his unkempt hair, stepping in and feeling the cold water, washing away his thoughts and tiredness. He lets out a helpless sigh, the shampoo reminded him of.. somebody he once.. admired. Stepping out of the shower he checks his phone, of course he clicked on TikTok.
Scrolling through various posts of his friends. Then he finds an account. It was recommended.. it was different from all his other friends’ posts. He posts almost.. cute things, or himself but edited heavily or makeup. His bangs covering his eyes in an almost.. scary-but-cute way. He doesn’t understand.. Could this be ..Kiku?
He sends him a DM from the app itself, eager to get a response..
“Hey”
It surprisingly read fast then the three bubbles of typing appears.
“hello. do you live in tokyo?”
“No”
“ah okay, maybe you can visit.. i will always be here if you need a guide!”
For a moment Alfred thought to himself, if he should actually visit tokyo.. and maybe find out who he is. After a while he made up his mind.
“Yeah, actually I’m going to Japan today so I’ll reach out to you once I arrive. Also thanks!”
“OK!”
Alfred closes his phone after he reads his message. His cheeks burning.. “Could this be Kiku.. why do I feel this way? I know I haven’t seen him since we’ve graduated high school..but.. why..”
“He quickly packs his luggage and books a sudden flight.. There it hit him that he was finally meeting Kiku after all these years. It made him feel weird in the stomach, like if he was going to puke.
He calls an uber to the airport. As he arrived, the dragging of luggage, sounds of cars parked and machines that operated around him made him feel almost nostalgic.. so did the strong smell of.. gas and bleach. He entered the airport. The flight was maybe 14 hours or more but he didn’t mind it since as a child he's been on too many trips with his dad. (*Cough cough, Arthur.*)
An hour passes and finally he’s on the plane, the intercom blurred and muffled as it spoke through. It’s pretty annoying how they have to say the safety procedures EVERY time he’s on a plane. As it ended he has nothing to do but just sit there in boredom.. or just sleep the whole time. The quietness of the plane is killing him, he could hear a pin drop.
In a blink of a minute or so he woke up. He puts his glasses on and looks out the window. There’s 3 hours left. A relieved sigh slipped out of his mouth.
2:57 (JST)
He woke up again, it landed as he woke up. It’s a bright day.. It felt like night though.
The time ticked again and suddenly it was 3:15. People standing up, their luggage’s being taken down quickly with a click sound each time it touched the floor. He finally took down his own luggage, the wheels vibrate as he drags it across the floor of the airplane, then into the airport.
After an hour of restless searching for the exit of the airport he finally finds the doors leading to the outside. A fresh blow of wind hit him directly. It wasn’t like New York, it wasn’t cold or hot. It was like a refreshing breeze and temperature.. no wonder Kiku lived here. He hasn’t visited in years..
As he walked by the streets, dragging his luggage across the old but clean concrete floor, it was a bit rocky but it didn’t really matter.
He gives him a text again
“Hey! I just arrived in Tokyo, where do we meet?”
“please come to shibuya station!! i will be waiting ~”
“ ‘Kay!”
He took the train, it wasn’t so long actually. It was so clean compared to the stations in New York.. Everyone was so.. quiet. The train stops as the intercom speaks. He makes his way out of the doors.
He took a few steps.. there he was. He was leaning against the coin operated lockers, he’s wearing big platform shoes.. his bangs all grown , covering almost his eyes, wearing a black mask so as flared baggy pants with an oversized black shirt, with a punkish design.
Alfred also wore dark clothing since his style is pretty much grudge and maybe mixed with emo. He’s basically a stereotypical just-graduated nerd that glazes anime, especially the “Boys’ love” section.
He approaches Kiku, even if he wore platforms.. he’s still as short as ever, still looks like a girl from behind.
Kiku looks up from his phone, removes his mask.. a unexpected “A-Alfred-San? It was you..?”
Alfred gives him a sudden embrace, as his warmth approached Kiku felt his body heating up fast.. a reddish tone approaching his cheeks.. he attempts to push him away, but fails.
Alfred pulls away, Kiku’s scent lingering on him. “It’s really you? Your.. so different.” Kiku hesitated before speaking again.. “yeah.. I guess so”.
Alfred looking at him, making him a bit embarrassed about it.. “Do you want to.. go explore Tokyo?” Alfred agrees willingly and takes in Kiku’s hand and runs, dragging Kiku behind him. “A-Ah please slow down Mr. America..” “Call me alfie!” Alfred says enthusiastically, “This is gonna be so freaking awesome!!” Kiku doesn’t understand why he’s like this but he’s glad that the American is with him again.
Alfred, holding Kiku’s hand and walking down the late streets of Shibuya city, it’s so much better than New York.. “Hey Kiku.. I wanna go home…” “okay.. then I’ll take you to my apartment.”
They walked until he saw a big building, Kiku opens the big door and climbs stairs until he saw the room “215” . The sound of his keys clacking each time, then he twists the doorknob and opens the door to his apartment. Alfred’s eyes widen as he sees his organized and decorated apartment room. There’s posters everywhere on the walls, some clothes on the rug and plushies on his bed, he spots the one he gave him… “Woah, This is sooo cool dude!!” Kiku’s cheeks turned a light pink “Thank you, Alfred..”
It’s like 7:30 and they're sitting on Kiku’s bed.. Alfred leaned closer and closer as they watched a movie on the TV. Alfred could feel the heat of Kiku’s smaller body, “god he’s even cuter now.. no way, I don’t like him..!?” he thought to himself. Kiku suddenly looked at Alfred, “Is.. there something on your mind? Are you okay..” “U-Uh yes.. yes I’m totally fine!!” He exclaimed. “I’ll get some water, okay?” Kiku says with a concerned look on his face “Y-Yeah..”
As he brought the water, he brings his hand up to touch Alfred’s forehead, “oh..good you're not sick.. I got so worri—“ Then all of a sudden Alfred pulls him close, their faces inches away from each other.. then.. it happened. Alfred finally kissed him. Kiku’s eyes widen then relaxes.. Alfred’s hands around Kiku’s neck, kissing him and licking Kiku’s soft pink lips. Then the kiss breaks, “A-Alfred.. I..” Kiku stuttered as he spoke, “I don’t u-understand!?” Alfred then looks at Kiku, their eye contact staying as blush approaching both of their cheeks.
“T-That wasn’t.. intentional!! I just..” As Alfred is trying to find the right words, he feels a warmth wrapping around him. A voice near the curve of his neck, “I’m sorry, you're tired right.. Please rest.” Alfred murmured a “mhm” as he felt his warmth leave, “W-Wait! Don’t go..” Then his sparkling eyes watered, little drips slowly going down his face like a pacing stream.. “Stay with me.. don’t leave….” Kiku turned around in a face of concern. “Ah..” Kiku races back, reassuring the American. He turns him around and wipes his tears. “Don’t cry.. please. I will stay here as long as you want.” As those words were spoken, Alfred embraced Kiku and pulled him close.. “I’m sorry, I act like such a kid.. Don't I?” “I guess.. I don’t mind..” Kiku says, as he brushes loose hair from his face.
“And also.. I apologize for having such a small apartment, therefore I can either bring a shikibuton or..” He stopped his sentence with blush approaching his face
Alfred with a change of expression on his face, “Any is fine, whatever is fine with you.. but I would prefer…”
“Okay.. I understand. We can share…” ‘it’s normal for.. friends right?’ ‘I hope.. it is..’ He paused and thought to himself.
“You.. okay.. keeks?”
“Yes.”
“O-Okay if you say so..”
As Kiku got on the bed Alfred joined, though the air between them felt tense. Then all of a sudden Alfred spoke out a sincere “Goodnight.” Then Kiku mumbled a “Mm..” then a “Goodnight to you too, Alfred-San..” The light shut. Only pure darkness. The imperfectly closed curtain peaked light and shined down on the nightstand.
9:00 AM (JST)
The American was awoken by the morning light shining on his eyes. He heard soft breathing next to him, his silky black hair shining on the reflecting sun. He sat up to take a closer look at him. ‘Gosh he’s so gorgeous.. how can a boy be so pretty?’
He then silently pressed a kiss on his head, even his hair smelt nice..
Kiku woke up after Alfred, it was like 20 minutes after. He sat up, his shirt revealing the outline of his body. He looked like a girl. Alfred then spoke, “Morning, keeks!! Did you sleep well?” Kiku turned to him, “Yes. What about you?” “I did too, especially with you”. Alfred winked and then giggled to himself about it. Americans are strange, so is how Americans think Japanese people are.
As they got ready together, Alfred suggested some places he wanted to visit, and of course Kiku didn’t say no. “Really dude? You’d take me? Yess this is gonna be sooo freaking cool!! I can’t wait to brag to Ivan and Arthur about it!!” Alfred exclaimed, jumping around his apartment like a little boy who ate too much “candy”.
As they walked the day together they stopped by food stands, malls, markets and some souvenirs by the shrine.
6:00 PM (JST)
They sat on a bench near the station, the sun setting with a deep orange shade. As the squeak of the approaching train slowed, they walked in slowly holding like a million bags with an exhausting look on their faces. The train was surprisingly empty as they found a seat right away. Then all of a sudden people got on one by one filling up the whole train in a blink of an eye.
In a short amount of time the train stumbles back and starts moving forward. Soon from exhaustion Kiku falls asleep, his head then drops to the side of Alfred’s shoulder.
Alfred could feel the heat of his head on his shoulder.. admiring his resting face, almost like if he wanted to… kiss him again.
As the train stops Kiku wakes up, “sorry.. I fell asleep didn’t I..” he then smiles at him as he said “I’ve never slept so well, thank you..” Alfred felt a surge of heat wash over him, “Kiku..” he said in a barely audible voice.. “I have to tell you..” His heart is pacing with anticipation.. Then suddenly the train stopped harshly, Alfred then pulled him against his chest. They soon got off the train, completely forgetting about what had happened earlier.
8:00 PM (JST)
They returned back to Kiku's apartment and they're watching a movie again. Alfred’s mind racing with thoughts.. his body heating up next to his.. then he suddenly looks at Kiku like a kid with pleading eyes.. “Hey keeks…”He turned to look at Alfred.. then opened his mouth to say something ..”Is something wrong? You can—“ At that moment Alfred lowered his face.. and then he kissed him..
Kiku is beneath him, panting from the moment they had just now.. “Kiku.. I think I’m falling for you. I can’t take my eyes off you and I feel like I cannot live without you.. so please..” Kiku with a surprised look on his face then a soft smile appears on his face while cupping Alfred’s cheek, “I feel the same about you too then, Alfred..”
Alfred then exclaimed like a little boy getting his first girlfriend.. “Really?! So you're totally like my boyfriend now?? This is so awesome!! I love you kikuuuuu~!” Alfred then gives Kiku a tight hug. Kiku puts his arms around Alfred’s neck and then he kisses him.
Alfred is sitting against the bedframe as Kiku crawled on the bed too, sitting next to him. “Aishiteru..” Alfred turned to look at him “And.. what’s that supposed to mean?” Kiku giggles, “It means, “I love you”. “ Alfred then gets closer to him , taking in his hand and intertwining them with his own, “Then.. Aishiteru, My love..”