Author: aimaitrace @ xxshamisen
Disclaimer: Real people, real circumstances, fake stories.
Summary: So one day they just thought, 'to hell with the world.'
To go on in this kind of relationship without anybody knowing (nor suspecting) should be something featured in a book of records somewhere. Especially when it’s between two people who never seemed to be persons of self-control or any of that kind.
Of course it hurt Uruha whenever he saw his secret love bend and dance sensually for more times that he’s held his hand; of course it hurt Aoi to see his secret love flash his skin and kiss other people for more times that he’s stared meaningfully into his eyes. Though there really was nothing they could do about that, now is there?
But eventually push comes to shove and seven years of trying to suppress their feelings in favor of another love (the band of course – their music, their family, their passion) would sooner or later seem too long.
So this day, instead of attending a meeting that was supposedly important – of course that’s just Kai being pushy and just wanted to have everybody practicing under his watch – the both of them were here under the shades of an old oak tree a few blocks away from their work, sitting on a bench with their hands atop each other against the wooden surface, and lips locked together.