Hate Me If You Dare - Oneshot - ReitaxRukixReita
Reita didn’t love Ruki. He so didn’t. If anyone would ask he’d say ‘We’re fuck buddies’. Ruki? The same. He didn’t love Reita. For him his band mate was ‘the easiest way to release some stress’. They have been in a non-committal relationship for almost a year now. And they never tried to hide it. Sex was the best; and by now they’ve made sex in almost every place a human could think of, in the weirdest positions. ‘Are you two for real?’, ‘Do you love each other?’ or ‘What’s the point of this relationship?’. Those were frequent questions. They never bothered to answer or if they did, the answers would be ‘no’ or ‘nothing’.
For Reita, Ruki was a bastard. Stubborn, unpunctual, dirty-mouthed, egocentric, the vocalist was full of faults. For Ruki, Reita was the same or even more. Their band mates were always against this so called relationship; mostly because they were the ones that saw them every day fighting, shouting and breaking stuff. What they didn’t know, or most probably they knew considering how Ruki would drag Reita after him, almost ripping his t-shirt in anger, or the other way around; depends on who was the angrier one at that moment; well that was that they loved those fights; because fights always led to angry sex, and angry sex resulted to be the most enjoyable.
Unknown to the world, and maybe even to themselves, was the moment after. When they have calmed their breaths and both stay in silence, smiling, unseen to the other. Or the moments when they would wait one another to come at the meeting point with their hearts beating fast and their eyes sparkling at the view of the other. Maybe, after all they did love each other. But who needs words or fluffy actions? They had their own way of saying ‘I love you’, one that was special to them and only to them. Of course, if asked, they would never admit it.
For Reita, Ruki was a bastard. Stubborn, unpunctual, dirty-mouthed, egocentric, the vocalist was full of faults. For Ruki, Reita was the same or even more. Their band mates were always against this so called relationship; mostly because they were the ones that saw them every day fighting, shouting and breaking stuff. What they didn’t know, or most probably they knew considering how Ruki would drag Reita after him, almost ripping his t-shirt in anger, or the other way around; depends on who was the angrier one at that moment; well that was that they loved those fights; because fights always led to angry sex, and angry sex resulted to be the most enjoyable.
Unknown to the world, and maybe even to themselves, was the moment after. When they have calmed their breaths and both stay in silence, smiling, unseen to the other. Or the moments when they would wait one another to come at the meeting point with their hearts beating fast and their eyes sparkling at the view of the other. Maybe, after all they did love each other. But who needs words or fluffy actions? They had their own way of saying ‘I love you’, one that was special to them and only to them. Of course, if asked, they would never admit it.