Expressionless Lover
Tittle : Expressionless Lover
Author : Me
Rating : PG-13
Genre : Fluff, Romance
Warning : Un-betaed
Summary: What will you do if someone said that he loves you, care for you, make love to you and can’t live without you with expressionless face? How could a bitchy Kame handle this guy?
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Kame did not want to leave his bed today. The rain is pouring so hard and he also got a high fever. It was really such a nightmare in the morning. Well, he was not in the mood to go to college today, so he wanted spend the day at home. He wondered if this place could be called as a home. He lived alone, without family or relatives. They already forgot about him. For them, they had never existed. The thought about it made him sick.
What is a family? He had it a long time ago, but now he did not know the feeling to be a member of a family. They said he was unwanted child. They said he was a mistake. They said he was better gone of their lives. Kame screamed. Why did they hate him? What did he do to be treated like a shit? He was just a boy who knew nothing. What that he knew was one day he was left behind on a street. He cried, running after their car, but then he was alone.
Kame wiped the tears which came out every time he remembered that cruel night. He had tried to forget it for years, but it still left a scar in his heart. He did not know what to do and never understood why no one loved him. That was why he tried to learn some love from the fucking, but seemed like it just ruined his life even more. However, Kame could not stop it. It was like a habit, no, it was more like a drug for him. He needed someone to ease the feeling of being alone. It was the only way for him to feel alive.
Was it really a good choice? Kame was not sure he lived in the right path. He needed someone who could lead him into the brightness, not into the darkness. Then how about the expressionless guy? Was he the right guy for this? Kame’s eyes widened. The memories of that guy made him get a headache. Yes, he wanted to be loved, but he did not want to get love from someone who did not even know how to show his emotions. He wanted to know if his feeling was true. Love was to be treasured. He would not let that guy to play about love with him.
What he did not understand was why did the kiss haunt him? It was just a simple kiss. He kissed a lot with guyy men, but why did the kiss with him feel different? Okay, he admitted he was enjoying it, and he wondered what would happen if he let it continue. He did not regret to slap him. Well, he was kissed forcefully and he hated it. He liked to be the aggressive one. It was weird to be weak because even though he mostly being a uke when making love, he still wanted to dominate the whole session. Well, maybe it was because he was a Sadist type.
After a moment he wondered why he kept thinking about that guy. He shook his head. It must be because his fever! If that guy really loved him, he would wait how he proved his love for him. He had never put attention to any guy and to the point to think about them. He felt something special in that guy. He did not know what it was, but the guy attracted him. Despite how expressionless the guy was he was indeed handsome. He bet make love to him would be so great and wild, though he knew he would be the one who screamed in pleasure. Kame shivered. Making love with a zombie guy was not nice to be imagined!
Kame felt his fever worst than before. Thanks to that guy to make him like a mess! He shoo-ed every thought about him that plopped constantly in his mind. He wanted to sleep! Unfortunately, he could not catch a sleep because it was in the morning, his eyes opened wide because he got a lot of sleep last night. He groaned. He got up lazily and tried to find something in his kitchen. He ended up drinking only a glass of water. Right now, he could not afford anything. He was in the edge to get starving. He did not have money. He would get his salary next week, and he was not sure he would not be died before that.
His work did not take a lot of his time. It was really a great job. He taught English online for people who wanted to go overseas. The salary was big and he just had to work three hours per day at home. He was supposed to go rich in no time, but sadly he could not make a saving because he got into a high class college which the cost reached the sky. He got a scholarship at first, but then he lost it because he refused to get laid by one of the higher lecturers. It turned to be a hell to even choose to study there, because he had to pay the cost of his study for the last two years if he decided to get out of the college. The scholarship turned to be a dept, and Kame did not have any other choice to continue the study, willingly or not.
Why was his life so miserable? He hated everything. He even hated himself. Crying was out of the option. Moreover, he tried to cry. Nobody lent a shoulder or comforted him, so what was the need to cry? He must be strong with his own strength. He would not want to die with nothing!
Ting Tong!
Now, what? He exactly did not want to have a guest, but again he gave a second thought about it because he had never had a guest. He chose to ignore it and started to search for the medicine.
“Fuck!” He roared as the sound of the annoying bell kept echoed in his small apartment. He stomped to the door infuriatedly. He opened the door without any gentleness. “WHAT?!” Kame shouted to get a fight with whoever stood behind the wooden creature.
The guy in front of him did not react. Kame gaped. He did not know how to form a word suddenly. He held his head. He did not get a fever. He was going crazy! Why on the earth did he have to face a guy who he did not want to see anymore? It must be a dream or just hallucination. Kame did not know which one was the reality. It was confusing him. His vision was getting blurred. His legs gave in and he lost consciousness.
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Dizzy. It was the only thing he knew when he woke up. He looked at the window. The heavy rain was still like in the morning. He did not even know what time it was. He frowned. Was it really true that what happened before just a dream? Kame tried to find the answer, but the silent place told him that everything it was, his condition was still same. The fever seemed like not want to get away.
He took his mobile phone under his pillow. It said ten in the morning. Then he checked all the messages and emails. There were a lot of messages from unknown numbers. It was not strange to Kame. He just saved a few numbers. They were just Koki’s, some classmates’, and a fast food restaurant’. Kame did not have a friend or family, so what the use to save everybody’s numbers?
‘Where are you, babe? I wanna fuck your ass.’
‘Hi, wanna have a wild night with me?’
‘You owe me a fuck. Let’s go to my flat tonight.’
‘My cock will satisfy you, so come here baby.’
Kame rolled his eyes. Such nice messages from horny bastards. If he remembered it correctly, all the messages that he got were like that. Dirty messages. He sighed. He tossed the phone away as if he felt disgusted to it.
He closed his eyes when the pain hurt his head. He sweated a lot, so he tried to put off his shirt. He ended up breathless without any success to remove the damn garment off of his body. He felt like crying. How useless and pitiful he was. He could not do anything alone. He needed help.
“Help me…,” He whispered though he knew he would get silence as a reply. He was so helpless.
“Okay,” came a faint reply from somewhere.
Kame could not figure what it was, or whose the voice owner was. His eyes were cloudy and filled with tears because of his vulnerable state. Someone helped him to sit. He did not have any energy to utter any protest as the latter unbuttoned his shirt. He was freaked out because he did not know who the latter was. It could be a rapper or a criminal. He had to fight. He did not want to be touched, or maybe raped!
“Hey, it’s me,” The latter said and tried not to lose a hold from Kame who was struggling hard. He hissed as Kame hit his back with so much power that would leave pain for one or two days.
“You? Who are you, sick bastard?! Let go of me!” Kame threw a punch straight to the latter’s jaw and it took all his last energy. His body fell against the latter with a spinning head. The latter groaned because of the effect of Kame’s deadly punch. The latter rubbed his abused jaw before he did the previous task, helping Kame with the shirt.
It needed at least five minutes to get Kame change into a fresh shirt. Kame did not say a word because he tried to gain consciousness. He felt something that he had never experienced before. Someone took a good care of him. It felt incredibly nice. Actually, it was weird after knowing it was the expressionless guy who was with him. He remembered that he saw the guy on his door before he fainted. So, it was not a dream anymore. Maybe what happened now was the real dream.
Kame pretended he still could not register what was going on. He let the guy settled him on the bed’s head then went to get something from his kitchen. The guy came back with a bowl of porridge and a glass of water. He fed Kame carefully. Kame found himself being a good boy. He took every spoon of the porridge. It tasted not bad. Well, he did not care how it tasted because he was so hungry. He whined when he had to drink the medicine. He kicked his bolster out of the bed childishly to bear with the bitterness.
“Thank you,” Kame blabbered without looking at the guy’s eyes.
“No problem,” he said and sat beside Kame.
“Why are you here?”
“At first I wanna apologize to you about yesterday, but now, I wanna take care of you.”
Kame did not reply. He was too dizzy to have a fight with him. The words sounded so sappy, but it sounded good in Kame’s ears. How he craved for someone to say that to him all this time. Now, when it came true, he did not know how to deal with it. It was too endearing, and his heart was not ready for that.
The silence gulped down the words. They were sitting beside each other like statue. Kame was lost in his thought. Was it okay to believe in him? The guy was creepy, but he cared about him. The latter even loved him. Could he love him back? Could the guy teach him what love was? Could he color his dark life?
Kame looked at him. They stared at each other. Kame could not understand what the latter felt right now. His expressionless face told him nothing. His eyes looked empty, but the warmth of his body sent a message to Kame that he was there for him, only him. Kame traced the latter’s expressionless face with his fingertips. They did not want to tear their eyes off of each other.
The light touch turned to be intimacy touch, then it changed to be random touch because Kame started to play with the guy’s face. Kame laughed as he made many facials from the guy’s face with his fingers. The expressions were weird to funny, and even handsome. The high tension turned into the pleasant one. The guy had his hands on Kame’s waist as he let the younger made fun of his face. It was his happiness to see Kame smiles and laughs.
A moment later, Kame was sleepy because of the effect of the medicine. He slept immediately when his body met the soft bed. He did not mind the guy was still there. He was smiling in his sleep. The guy caressed Kame’s hair softly.
“Get well soon, Kame-chan. Smile again and then call my name, Jin,” He said before kissing Kame’s forehead.
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End of chapter 2
I cried. But I wanna smile, so I wrote this >_<
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