Drowned in Silence /// Twelfth Word: Forever (FINAL)
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Title: Drowned in Silence /// Words we could never find ///
Pairing: Akanishi Jin x Kazuya Kamenashi //Akame//
Genre: AU!!!, Romance, Angst
Rating: NC-17
Disclaimer: I don't own any of the characters in this story. I don't make profit with this. The plot is mine and I DO NOT COPY anyone's writing.
Summary: It's been more than two years, since they had decided to part ways. Now, they meet, their paths cross again and Kazuya and Jin are confronted with memories of that one week they once shared. But probably, nothing has changed; they are probably still the same --- unable to find the words that would make their paths become one.
A/N: English isn't my mother tongue, but I lived in the UK for quite a time, so I basically write and speak well. You're welcome to correct any mistakes, though. Of course.
A/N#2: This is a Sequel to Seven Days, you should have read that multichapter to understand this, I guess.
.... If I hadn't finished this off tonight, I wouldn't have gotten around to write on this until Monday for sure.
I am so happy I got through with this tonight! ;____;
So, here it is.
This is the final chapter, after all. I guess it's different from what you imagined, probably XD But then again... you guys already know me and my love for angst :x
But please, do read this yourself and please enjoy it! ^_^
Previous Chapters:
Prologue
First Word: Remember
Second Word: Oblivion
Third Word: Attraction
Fourth Word: Unsteady
Fifth Word: Weak
Sixth Word: Complicated
Seventh Word: Strong
Eighth Word: Certain
Ninth Word: Scared
Tenth Word: Enough
Eleventh Word: Trying
Twelfth Word: Forever
The way she just blankly stared at Jin made him feel uneasy and he didn’t dare to even move. She seemed shocked to see him, and obviously pieced everything together rather quickly, since she then, looked back at Kazuya, her impression unbelieving, even slightly disgusted.
“Dress”, Kazuya suddenly said, weakly and quietly, but it drew Jin’s attention back to him. He still stood turned to Jin, looking at him. “You should get dressed, Jin.”
Oddly, Jin felt like laughing about that, but he knew it would be inappropriate, so, he just nodded. But he stayed where he was and looked back at Mirai.
“You…”, he started, clearing his throat then.
“I guess I need to go”, she chocked out then, taking a step away.
“No, wait”, Kazuya said, turning back to her. “Don’t. We… we should talk.”
“I don’t think I want to talk.”
“We have to”, Jin threw in.
Everything was clear and they knew this would get so very awkward, but avoiding it any longer wasn’t an option, either.
Kazuya made a step towards Mirai, reaching out his hand to pull her in. She shrieked and pushed him away, giving him an indignant look.
Jin rolled his eyes.
“I…”, she started, but just covered her mouth with her hand and next, a tear rolled down her cheek. Obviously speechless, she just turned on her heels and dashed away.
“Mirai, wait!” Kazuya went after her, but only out of the doorway, then, he was held back by Jin.
“Kazuya…”
He threw a look over his shoulder. “We can’t let her leave like that.”
“You can’t follow her like that, Kazuya”, Jin calmly said. “You’re not wearing anything.”
“Then, hurry, get dressed, we need to go after her.”
“She’ll have taken the next train, before we could find her even.”
Kazuya hurried back inside, to his bedroom. “But we know where she lives, don’t we?”
“We shouldn’t follow her now”, Jin only answered, calmly leaning against the door frame.
Kazuya pulled over a shirt and just slowly turned to Jin then. “We need to explain this.” He hurried back to the hallway again, putting on his shoes and then, he was about to dash out, when Jin gripped his hand again.
“Jin, let go.”
Jin sighed and only pulled him back in. “I told you, going now is useless.”
“What?” Kazuya struggled to get out of the grip. “You want to calmly take a bath, while she cries her eyes out because of us?”
“She wouldn’t want to see either of us right now, don’t you think?”
“We can’t just let her leave like that.”
“Why? It was her decision, wasn’t it?” Jin’s voice got louder. “She didn’t want to talk, she perfectly understood without us talking!”
“But we can’t leave it like this!” Kazuya raised his voice, too. “She totally got this wrong.”
They were probably equally shocked by that. Kazuya stared at Jin, his eyes wide; he felt how Jin dropped his hand.
“Jin…”
“No, fine”, Jin said, his voice low and cold now. “Fine.”
“Crap”, Kazuya murmured and reached out his hand again, but Jin fetched away. “I should not have said that.”
Jin snorted, turned away. “Only, if you didn’t mean it.”
“No, I…” Kazuya swallowed thickly. “I just don’t want her to …”
“What, Kazuya?” Jin got his clothes from the bathroom, leaving Kazuya standing in the hallway. “Don’t want her to believe you’d have anything going on with me? Sorry, but you have.”
Kazuya kept quiet and that just pierced Jin’s heart even more. “Just go after her”, he said quietly. “Go and tell her just how much about this she’s gotten wrong.”
Rubbing a hand over his face, Kazuya tried to collect himself. “Jin…”
“I’ll just go home for tonight”, Jin said, coming back from the bathroom.
“I want you to come with me.”
“I guess I don’t want to talk, either. I’ve had enough.”
Kazuya just watched him, knowing he should do something now, should take his words back, make Jin believe that he hadn’t meant that. But as Jin walked out, he didn’t say a single word, just watched him leave.
The water was still running in his bathroom, but he didn’t really notice. Instead, Kazuya closed the door and then, leaned against it.
He should go after Mirai, tell her everything was… Closing his eyes, Kazuya slid down to the floor, crouched there.
Tell her what exactly?
What he should really do, was going after Jin, telling him that he was a stupid idiot and that he loved him and never meant those words.
But taking words back, making things undone, was impossible, after all.
Kazuya didn’t even manage to keep it up for even just the night.
At four in the morning he rolled out of bed, after tossing himself sleeplessly from one side to the other. He picked up his mobile and dialled Jin’s number in.
Waiting for Jin to pick up, he leaned against the window sill, watched the night sky outside. At the horizon it already lightened up, a soft orange glimmer coming through.
Kazuy tried again, becoming more anxious with each call Jin didn’t answer, before he gave up.
Jin couldn’t be serious about that. He couldn’t be that mad. After all, he had to know Kazuya had not meant it that way. They both had been raged and Kazuya had been worried for Mirai.
However, he had hurt Jin with those words and he was aware of that, felt bad for it, had realised they weren’t true himself.
So, why couldn’t Jin just pick up the damn phone and come back?
Kazuya sighed, knowing he was thinking selfishly, so he got to his wardrobe and pulled out a few clothes.
It was not about Jin coming back to Kazuya, but about him coming to Jin.
A mere twenty minutes later, he stood in front of Jin’s door, hesitating.
It was almost five in the morning and Kazuya would wake Jin with this, but he couldn’t really care.
Making up was most important right now.
He gently knocked the door, waiting. As he didn’t get an answer, Kazuya knocked again, a bit louder this time.
Again, he waited, but received no answer. He dared using the bell then, ringing once, but even to that, he didn’t get an answer.
Kazuya leaned against the door frame and sighed. Either, Jin knew it was him and didn’t open on purpose or he wasn’t even home.
But where else could he have gone? The only places he could be were his flat or Kazuya’s. There was no other place Jin could spend the night.
Biting his lip, Kazuya decided to just wait. Sooner or later, Jin would have to show up here.
He sat down at the floor, leaning his back against the wall and stared at the door across from him.
A few times during his wait, he dozed off, his eyes falling closed, the exhaustion from the past weeks and the last sleepless night taking over.
At about seven one of the neighbours came out, an older woman dressed in office clothes. She gave Kazuya a confused look.
“Are you okay?”
Kazuya nodded simply.
“Are you waiting for Akanishi-kun?” She closed her door and locked it. “I saw him leaving when I came home yesterday night.”
“He’ll be back”, Kazuya just answered.
She gave him a pitiful look, before she adjusted her bag over her shoulder and then left.
Kazuya looked after her, then, he got out his mobile again and tried calling Jin once more.
This time, he picked up, without saying a word, though.
“Jin, where are you?” Kazuya tensed, sitting straight.
“None of your business”, Jin just answered shortly.
“Listen”, the younger one said quickly, “I’m waiting at yours.”
“Just go home.”
“You know pretty well that I can’t.”
Jin sighed. “I won’t be coming back as long as you’re there.”
“Don’t avoid me like that, Jin. I didn’t mean it, I’m sorry for what I’ve said.” Kazuya’s voice was quiet, almost just a whisper.
It remained silent. “I guess”, Jin finally said, “I don’t want to see you now.”
“Jin”, Kazuya just said and tried to figure out what the right thing to say was. “I’m sorry”, was all that came to his mind, though.
“I know you are, but you didn’t say that without a reason.”
Kazuya couldn’t answer that. He didn’t know the reason Jin asked for, didn’t know what had made him say something like that.
“I’ll be waiting then”, he said after a moment. “For you to come and see me.”
“I’ll call you”, Jin just said and hung up.
Kazuya listened to the beeping sound for a little longer, before he lowered his hand and hung up, too.
He remained in his place for a little longer. Leaving just felt like giving up and he hoped for Jin to show up every moment. He wouldn’t reject Kazuya if he saw him, Kazuya was sure about that.
Despite that thought, he got up after another thirty minutes of waiting.
Jin wouldn’t show up anytime soon; Jin didn’t want to see him, because he knew as well that he would not stay firm if he saw Kazuya.
So, leaving Jin his space and time, Kazuya decided to go home and do what he had promised to do.
He would wait for Jin to come to him; even if that would take days or weeks.
It was a pity, he thought, as he got into the train; he had his days off now, just a few days he really had time and he had planned to spend every single second of it with Jin.
Of course, they both had university to attend, but it still left them so much more time than they usually had and would have in the next months.
As he reached home, exhaustion and tiredness overwhelmed him and it only took a few minutes before Kazuya was passed out on his sofa, curled up and with his shoes still on.
When he woke up again, it was due to his mobile ringing loud and vibrating in his poket. Kazuya turned, noticed darkness, before he closed his eyes again, deciding to just ignore the call.
Then, it hit him and he quickly sat up.
It could be Jin calling, after all.
As he saw he’d been right, Kazuya quickly answered. “Jin.”
“You’ve slept”, Jin noticed quietly.
“Ah, yes”, Kazuya murmured, rubbing his eyes. “Sorry?”
Jin laughed slightly and his voice sounded completely different from before. “You don’t have to be sorry for sleeping.”
“I know.” Kazuya shifted, waiting for what Jin had to say.
“Can you come here, Kazuya?”
He let go of his breath, closing his eyes. “If you really want me to come, then, I’ll be there as soon as I can.”
Jin didn’t answer that for a moment. “Just come over, okay?”
Confused to what that was about, Kazuya quickly got up from his sofa. “I’m on my way.”
They ended the phone call and Kazuya quickly rushed to the bathroom, then, he gripped his keys and made his way to the subway station.
He was out of breath, when he reached Jin’s flat. He tried to calm down, catch his breath in front of the door, before he knocked.
Something was odd about this. It hadn’t felt like Jin had called him to make up. But if he said he wanted Kazuya to come over, then, Kazuya would do it without a question.
No matter what would await him here.
Jin opened and Kazuya felt everything falling, everyting getting back into place, as he saw Jin, a feeling of relief washing over him.
Jin just looked at him and Kazuya didn’t dare saying a word, before he stepped forward.
“Whatever you want to say, keep it for later, okay”, Jin asked, before Kazuya could say anything.
The younger one just tilted his head, searched for any answers in Jin’s eyes, but only saw the layer of anger and pain.
He took another step. “Then, I’m not going to say anything”, Kazuya just answered and next had Jin pulled into a kiss.
He knew he was using Jin’s weakness and that he shouldn’t do this, but it strangely felt appropriate in this situation, because the kiss delivered so much more than just passion or lust or any desire.
Jin was the only one he’d ever kiss like that.
“Kazuya”, Jin murmured against his lips, but he didn’t reject him in any way, just pulled Kazuya closer by instinct, his hands running up into the soft brunette strands.
Kazuya smiled slightly, tugged Jin’s lower lip with his teeth, before he pushed him back inside the flat, his hands already beneath Jin’s shirt.
Pulling away, Jin breathed heavily, holding Kazuya by his shoulders. “I said keep it for later, didn’t I?”
“You said I should keep the talking for…” Kazuya fell silent, as he looked past Jin and saw Mirai sitting at the small table in the middle of the room. He stared at her, saw her looking at a spot at the ground, her fingers curled into the fabric of her skirt.
Jin squeezed his shoulders lightly and made Kazuya look back at him with that. He adjusted Kazuya’s hair, held his pale face and gave him a slightly amused look.
“You have the worst timing ever, Kazuya.”
Kazuya just stuttered a few words, as Jin let go of him and turned to go back inside. He got to his kitchenette and got a bottle of water from his fridge and handed it to Mirai then, while Kazuya just stayed where he was and stared.
Jin turned back to him, giving him a sign to come over. “You should sit down, Kazuya.”
He nodded slowly and took off his shoes, making his way to the table and sat down, putting his keys to the table. Jin sat down next to him and it strangely reassured Kazuya.
Sitting down at the table across from her on the floor, they both kept silent for a moment, trying to find the words. Kazuya threw Jin a quick glance, as if to ask, whether he should just start this.
But none of them came to speak up, because Mirai beat them to that.
“A few years ago”, she murmured, without looking at them, “when you came back to Yokohama and we met.” She put her hand to her forehead, as if to remember better that way. “The friend you had with you back then. It was Jin, right?”
Both men stared at her for a moment, then, Kazuya swallowed and nodded quickly. “Yes, I’ve been there with Jin.”
“You were kissing”, she remembered in a dry voice, almost indifferent.
Kazuya looked at Jin, but he didn’t seem surprised that she had seen them at all.
Jin nodded slowly. “You watched us, after you went inside.”
Kazuya gasped slightly and looked back at Mirai, then to Jin again. “How come you two remember things I don’t remember at all and yet, you don’t remember each other?”
Jin shrugged. “I didn’t pay that much attention back then. It was just briefly and …”
“You were more focused on him”, Mirai finished it for Jin and looked up.
Kazuya hesitated for a moment. “You knew about Jin. You knew who he was.”
She shrugged. “I knew I had seen his face before. I figured it after a while. You don’t watch two guys kissing everyday, after all”, she dryly commented. “But he didn’t seem to remember me, so I rather didn’t talk about it.”
Kazuya and Jin both stared at her.
“But when we met…”, Kazuya started, his voice trailing off.
“I didn’t know you were still in contact. You never mentioned him and I only ever met you with Yuya.”
“You could have said something”, Jin just pointed out.
“What?” She laughed weakly. “I’m probably wrong, Jin, but could it be I saw you making out with a friend of mine from middleschool a few years ago?”
They both kept silent to that.
“I could not have possibly asked that. And you were interested in me, that’s why I thought”, she said and quickly looked at Kazuya, glanced back at Jin, “you were over that.”
“Over that”, Kazuya repeated, staring blankly at her.
“Instead”, Mirai went on, “you cheated on me with him.”
“You weren’t that heartbroken, though.” Jin’s voice was calm and he ignored Kazuya’s shocked expression to that. “After all, you decided to just turn to Kazuya and try getting him pretty soon after we had just broken up.”
“Jin, that’s not…”, Kazuya started, but Jin cut him off with a single look.
“And”, Jin added, “you already tested what chances you had, when we were still together.”
She was silent for a moment. “I just regretted that I had rejected him back then.”
“So, you tried to get his hopes up this time again?” Jin put his arms to the table. “Look if it had been worth breaking up with me, after he would have confessed to you once again?”
Kazuya gasped, stared at Mirai.
She gave Jin an upset look. “What are you tying to say? I wasn’t the one plying dirty, after all. That was you, cheating on me like that.”
“Just a little dirtier than you.” Jin leaned back again. “Well, just let me tell you that there won’t be a second chance for you. You rejected the first time and there won’t be a second.”
Mirai shook her head slighty. “It’s not like you were still on the first chance, either.”
“Don’t get that wrong”, Jin answered. “Kazuya’s having his second chance here, not me. It’s probably even his third already”, he added then, throwing Kazuya a glance.
Kazuya frowned, before he stood up, drawing Jin’s and Mirai’s attention to him.
“Kazuya?” Jin got up as well.
“I’ve had enough”, Kazuya just said. “Of both of you.”
“You’ve wanted this talk, didn’t you”, Jin asked and held him back. “You wanted all of us to be honest.”
Kazuya looked at him for a moment, then, he took a step towards Mirai. “Is he right in what he says?”
Her shoulders dropped and she sighed slightly. “Not entirely.”
“You would have made me fall for you? Would have tested me like that?”
Mirai looked at the table. “I can’t just blindly give things a try.”
Kazuya kept quiet, stared at her in disbelief. “But you had a boyfriend, right? No matter what he did behind your back. You didn’t know it at that point. We talked about that, didn’t we?”
“And I told you I wouldn’t cheat on him, didn’t I?”
“I would not have let you do that”, Kazuya said. “The girl I loved back then would not have even thought about things like that. I don’t know you thinking in such ways.”
She kept silent to that.
“And you”, Kazuya said and turned to Jin. “Second chance? Third chance? I wanted to have it right from when we first met again. You were the one who didn’t want to break up with his girlfriend, weren’t you?”
Jin didn’t answer.
“You couldn’t make up your mind in the first place. And now, you treat me like that, after I said something stupid in a moment I panicked?” Kazuya laughed it off, ran a hand through his hair. “And you turn into some cold bastard, too.”
Jin gave him a frown for that last statement. “I haven’t…”
“That’s not how you should talk to a girl you’ve treated like that previously. You hurt her enough already, no matter what you suspect behind her actions. It doesn’t justify at all what you did. It was wrong.”
“You were just as much part of that as I was.”
“And that’s why I care about her, worry about her and feel regrets”, Kazuya answered. “But, Jin, she was not my girlfriend; I didn’t cross a line I should not have.”
Mirai and Jin both stared at him now, but apparently, Kazuya had completely forgotten about Mirai’s presence.
“God, I was so down with my nerves last night, because I thought you hated me”, Kazuya mumbled, covering his face. “And you did have every right to be, but that doesn’t give you any right to act like that now.”
Jin stayed where he was, didn’t even try touching Kazuya. “Like that?”
“Insulting”, Kazuya answered. “Like I should be happy you didn’t abandon me yet. Grateful for you calling me, to be here.” Kazuya trembled. “I hate that. You either want me or not, Jin, but I won’t let you thread me just because I am stupid enough to love you.”
“Now, who’s getting insulting?” Jin clicked his tongue in annoyance.
Kazuya gave him an angry look, before he turned and dashed off, out of the flat.
Jin waited for a moment. “Shit”, he mumbled then and got after him, just remembering Mirai in the last second.
She got up, shaking her head and putting on her shoes.
“I really don’t get that”, she murmured and without saying another word to Jin, stepped out of the flat. “He already talks about loving you.”
Jin thought about giving it another try, making another attempt in explaining to her what all this meant, but he thought she had heard enough, seen enough, and hopefully understood enough.
With a last look at her, he turned to go after Kazuya.
At the station, Jin saw him, walking up and down the platform, waiting for the next train to come in.
Jin approached him, avoiding any attention from other people by talking quietly. “Come back now, Kazuya.”
“I’m going home”, Kazuya just snapped.
Jin bit his teeth together, keeping his voice quiet. “You can stay at my place. It’s late and I would just follow you there.”
“Do as you please.”
“We can save that time, Kazuya, if you just only come back with me now.”
“I guess”, Kazuya said coldly and turned, as the train came in, “I don’t want to see you now.”
Jin sighed and got into the train after Kazuya, sitting next to him quietly. “You’re just trying to pay me back for the bad night you had.”
“I’m still sorry for what I said”, Kazuya said then, after a moment and as the train moved. “I was panicking. I didn’t mean it.”
Jin nodded slowly.
“Still, I am mad at you now. For what you just said and did.”
Jin sighed. “It didn’t go against you at all, did it?”
Kazuya shrugged. “That’s not the problem.”
“The problem is that you wanted everyone to be happy.”
Staying silent, Kazuya shifted in his seat.
“Did you think she would accept it with a smile, saying how happy she was for us?” Jin gave him a pitiful look.
The train came to a stop and they got up, walking out the station.
“I didn’t want to hurt her”, Kazuya answered then.
“And it upsets you that she considered hurting you once again.”
“You should not have talked to her like that, suspecting her of those things.”
Jin shrugged a shoulder. “She admitted that I am right in what I believe, didn’t she?” Kazuya fell silent again and Jin sighed. “She’s not a bad girl because of that, Kazuya.”
“She lost several of the good points I loved her for”, Kazuya just said. “She probably never possessed them and I just imagined all of it.”
“It’s not like she entirely is different from your image of her.” Jin calmly walked next to him. “And, really, does it matter?”
Kazuya threw him a look.
“You would not have stayed friends, anyways. Because of me.”
He stopped and stared at Jin for a second, then, he slowly walked on. “I’m not going to let you in.”
Jin smiled slightly and followed. “You will.”
“Definitely not.”
“You want to bet?”
They reached the house and walked up to Kazuya’s door, where the younger one turned to Jin. Kazuya leaned against the wall, observing him.
Jin raised a brow.
“I can’t let you in, Jin.”
“Why?” Jin smirked and leaned in, knowing he had won already and placed a kiss to Kazuya’s jaw, gently nibbling it.
Kazuya smiled and drew Jin closer, tilting his head to catch Jin’s lips with his.
“I left my key at your place.”
It had been a bit more than a month, since they had moved in together.
Kazuya’s flat was big enough after all and it was just easier than pendling between two places all the time.
Just as before, Kazuya didn’t spend much time there, however, since he had university and training and a job.
Jin had started playing in a soccer team, so they mostly just saw each other in the evenings.
But, Kazuya thought, as he got up in the morning, it was nice that way.
It felt normal.
Outside it was raining, just like it had been the other days, so he lazily got into the bathroom, brushing his teeth and getting ready to leave.
As he came into the kitchen, Jin was sitting at the table over his first cup of coffee, staring out of the window.
“Are yu having morning training today?”
Jin nodded and stretched, emptying his cup. “I’ll be back in the afternoon.”
“You can pick me up from training then, and we’ll get some take away for dinner”, Kazuya suggested and got a lazy nod as an answer.
Jin wasn’t a morning person, really, but Kazuya had learned to handle that. He just went over to Jin, after having filled his own cup with coffee and kissed his head lightly, before he walked back out again.
“Are we going to leave together”, Jin asked, holding Kazuya back with that.
He got a smile as an answer and Kazuya went into the bedroom.
For a few times, he had met Mirai after that. It had been almost a year by now, since she had found out about them and still, they didn’t really talk.
Jin saw her a lot more often, but he kept telling Kazuya they would simply ignore each other. He wasn’t quite sure if that was the right way, but he had figured at the moment, it was still best.
She had a new boyfriend by now and Kazuya honestly wished her to be happy and with that, he could settle, too. Forget about what she had done, what they had done, what had happened between all of them.
He was with Jin now and that was most imoportant, since it was all he needed to be happy himself.
As he gripped his mobile from the night stand, Kazuya’s eye was caught by the photograph they had put to the pin board again. There were several notes and flyer they had kept, as well as new photos.
Of them with Koki at a food store, with Tegoshi and Yamashita on that double date Tegoshi had insisted on and Jin had hated so much.
Kazuya grinned and watched it for a moment, before his eyes looked at the photo again that had been the first of them, from that day in Yokohama.
He didn’t have any regrets, looking at it this time around.
The path he had taken had been the right one, even though he had needed a bit to see that himself.
Deciding for Jin, finding a way to meet Jin again and to finally let him get a hold of Kazuya; it had been the right thing to do.
Jin had done a lot for him, but Kazuya did just as much for Jin.
Kazuya reached out a hand and traced one finger over Jin’s figure in the photo and smiled slightly. They really had shared a good time.
Starting from those seven short days.
They had been short, but they were those seven days he had experienced real love for the first time, had gotten an impression of what he really wanted. Thinking of those days would always make him smile.
And he would keep that, Kazuya thought, as long as Jin was with him; he would always smile thinking of Jin, of what they had.
“Kazuya”, Jin called from the hallway and he turned, gripping his bag.
“Already there”, he said and got into his shoes, gripping Jin’s hand then. He smiled broadly, as they walked out.
“What”, Jin asked and frowned at him. “What are you grinning at?”
“Nothing”, Kazuya answered and smiled wider, as Jin laced their fingers.
“You’re acting strange”, Jin commented, but he didn’t seem that irritated.
“Jin”, Kazuya said then, as they walked down the stairs next to each other. “You’ve been dating the same person for more than a year now.”
Jin blinked his eyes, then, he laughed. “I should break up as soon as possible and get the next one.”
Kazuya just gave him a knowing smile. “Don’t you think it’s amazing how much I turned you in just one week?”
“One week? I remember you needed a bit more time to unchain me from my girlfriend.”
The rain was softly falling, slowoly soaking through their hair, but they both didn’t care much.
“You were completely lost after the first week already”, Kazuya just commented.
Jin smiled, squeezed Kazuya’s hand and they entered the train station. They had to take different trains, so Jin leaned in and placed a gentle kiss to Kazuya’s lips.
“It was a good week”, Jin said then and smiled. “But only the start for all the better things that had yet to come.”
Kazuya smiled back and pecked Jin’s lips again, before letting go.
Seven days to fall in love, Kazuya thought and still smiled, as he got to the platform.
That was too short to last forever.
But, it was enough to make a good start for something he dared calling forever.
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Thank you so very much for reading ♥
A/N#3:
So, it comes to an end.
Actually, the two versions of this chap I typed just differed in the beginning of the story. Kazuya didn't say anything unnecessary in that first version, but ... well, I live for drama, so I decided for this one.
And they were okay, after all :)
The last paragraph is adapted to the last one of Seven Days, by the way. They belong to each other after all.
And Kazuya had to see that little difference he couldn't see when he was younger ^^
Thank you to everyone who has read along. For those always leaving me encouraging and lovely comments and also to those who stopped by and silently read.
Seven Days and Drowned in Silence did get so much attention, I am still a bit puzzled by that.
Thank you so, so very much m(_ _)m
Until then,
see you at my next project! ♥