Dinner | Reita/Kai, Reita/?? | G | Oneshot
Title: Dinner
Pairing: Kai/Reita/Kai, Reita/??
Genre: Angst
Theme: Abandoned
Rating: G
Warnings: mention of cheating
Disclaimer: Don't own.
Comments: This is a sort of alternate ending for my puppets_corpse's Guilt [chapter 1] story. Thank you for the inspiration aijin!
"Rei-chan... Are you coming home for dinner?"
Kai tried to hide the eagerness in his voice- It wasn't the first time Reita had disappointed and caused Kai tears with the lines; 'I'm running late and might not be home tonight' -he didn't want Reita to think that he was desperate for him, that Kai needed Reita so badly. But in reality, he did need Reita... more than anything.
"Sorry Kai... I, etto, can't make it home tonight... I apologize." At that moment Kai heard Reita's voice, for a second he thought he could sense the guilt in it.
And Kai couldn't help but feel offended by Reita. He had known since the night this all started, no matter how much he wished it weren't true, that there was someone else. The first night Reita had came home, smelling of sex and oddly nervous, he automatically suspected it; for it was pretty obivous. It started once, then a few times a week, but he always came back home and made love [or whatever it was to them now] to his neglected 'lover', as if that would make up for it and everything would be better. Then he stopped coming back home at night all together, coming back in the morning smelling like someone else.
Kai had known and never said anything about it, because he loved Reita too much to accept the fact that he wasn't what Reita wanted.
"Oh..." Kai whimpered softly, his heart pained. He could hear Reita's voice quiver, "You've already made dinner, haven't you?" Kai looked apon the table where he had a fine meal prepared for Reita and himself. "Oh... anou.. No. I wanted to know what you wanted before you arrived..." He lied, his eyes swelling up. Kai felt silly for shedding tears each time this happened. His mind could only laugh bitterly into his own face for being so foolish.
As soon as the phone call ended, Kai cleaned up the food setting on the table. Reita wasn't going to be here, and Kai surely wasn't in the mood for eating. He couldn't surpress the tears and when the last plate was cleaned, he fell to the floor sobbing into his arms. Slowly he stumbled into the room he and Reita shared.
Kai found it hard to curl up into the bed when it smelt like the nights they had sex, the covers were clean but they still carried a faint scent. He clung to the blankets, inhaling the scent of his lover, imagining Reita was there holding him. He remembered how Reita's side of the bed was untouched and tidy.
'The room that the two of us were in
Is still the way it was.
I don't lock the door,
So that you can come home any time.
I'm always waiting for you,
Even though I know...
I still can see your figure as you open the door
Tomorrow, you'll surely come home...
Right?'
Reila-The Gazette
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Sorry it must have sucked...
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Pairing: Kai/Reita/Kai, Reita/??
Genre: Angst
Theme: Abandoned
Rating: G
Warnings: mention of cheating
Disclaimer: Don't own.
Comments: This is a sort of alternate ending for my puppets_corpse's Guilt [chapter 1] story. Thank you for the inspiration aijin!
"Rei-chan... Are you coming home for dinner?"
Kai tried to hide the eagerness in his voice- It wasn't the first time Reita had disappointed and caused Kai tears with the lines; 'I'm running late and might not be home tonight' -he didn't want Reita to think that he was desperate for him, that Kai needed Reita so badly. But in reality, he did need Reita... more than anything.
"Sorry Kai... I, etto, can't make it home tonight... I apologize." At that moment Kai heard Reita's voice, for a second he thought he could sense the guilt in it.
And Kai couldn't help but feel offended by Reita. He had known since the night this all started, no matter how much he wished it weren't true, that there was someone else. The first night Reita had came home, smelling of sex and oddly nervous, he automatically suspected it; for it was pretty obivous. It started once, then a few times a week, but he always came back home and made love [or whatever it was to them now] to his neglected 'lover', as if that would make up for it and everything would be better. Then he stopped coming back home at night all together, coming back in the morning smelling like someone else.
Kai had known and never said anything about it, because he loved Reita too much to accept the fact that he wasn't what Reita wanted.
"Oh..." Kai whimpered softly, his heart pained. He could hear Reita's voice quiver, "You've already made dinner, haven't you?" Kai looked apon the table where he had a fine meal prepared for Reita and himself. "Oh... anou.. No. I wanted to know what you wanted before you arrived..." He lied, his eyes swelling up. Kai felt silly for shedding tears each time this happened. His mind could only laugh bitterly into his own face for being so foolish.
As soon as the phone call ended, Kai cleaned up the food setting on the table. Reita wasn't going to be here, and Kai surely wasn't in the mood for eating. He couldn't surpress the tears and when the last plate was cleaned, he fell to the floor sobbing into his arms. Slowly he stumbled into the room he and Reita shared.
Kai found it hard to curl up into the bed when it smelt like the nights they had sex, the covers were clean but they still carried a faint scent. He clung to the blankets, inhaling the scent of his lover, imagining Reita was there holding him. He remembered how Reita's side of the bed was untouched and tidy.
'The room that the two of us were in
Is still the way it was.
I don't lock the door,
So that you can come home any time.
I'm always waiting for you,
Even though I know...
I still can see your figure as you open the door
Tomorrow, you'll surely come home...
Right?'
Reila-The Gazette
-
Sorry it must have sucked...
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