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The neighborhood where Teru was right now seemed unfamiliar; he didn’t know how long they’d been walking, and he felt exhausted after the whole day, but being near Light made him feel alive,he could feel Light’s hand resting on his. “Will you have dinner with my family when we get home?” he asked, and Teru narrowed his eyes at the slightly taller boy. It was true,he hadn’t eaten anything since that morning,but he felt he wouldn’t be able to swallow a thing. “Light, I don’t know if that’s a good idea, and besides, I already ate at home…” It was hard to lie to God, but unfortunately, he had to say it that way. “Listen, I know you might be on a diet, but if you eat something at home, nothing’s going to happen. Besides, you look pale… I don’t want to doubt what you said, but did you really eat something at home…?” His throat tightened, and he felt a cold shiver run down his neck. What was he supposed to say? “I… well, you know… I’m vegan, and I don’t usually eat anything at other people’s houses… and don’t worry, I really did eat at home.” A lie;even if he were vegan, he wouldn’t have turned down dinner with the Light family. The problem was that if he ate the whole dinner, he’d throw it all up, and he didn’t want to have to clean up afterward.
“I understand… but it would be nice if you could at least sit with us at the table and chat,” Light suggested, leading Teru further. “Sure, I’ll sit with you guys,I’d love to meet your family,” he replied, trying to smile at Light. Jesus, he must have looked so awkward...
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“Well, we’re here. Don’t pay any attention to what my sister says,she sometimes says… thoughtless things,” he said, turning the key in the door. What did he mean? He just nodded and followed Light into the house. The house smelled of food, and sounds of Light’s parents were coming from the kitchen.
“Mom, Dad, I’m home. I hope you don’t mind that I brought someone over!” He shouted so his parents, who were sitting in the kitchen, could hear him. “You brought your girlfriend over, brother!?” the girl shouted in a shrill voice. Did Light have a girlfriend?
After he said that, he heard the sound of planks creaking beneath his feet, and suddenly a young girl appeared in the doorway. “Sayu, stop talking like that and let us through,” he replied, his voice tinged with irritation. Was this Light’s sister he’d mentioned?
Once inside the house, Sayu looked at Teru. He hoped she wasn’t staring at him because of his disheveled appearance. “Aren’t you going to take off your jacket?” he asked, looking at her curiously. “Uh… “Yeah, yeah, I’ll take it off,” he said, and with a single motion, she slipped hiz jacket off his shoulders and hung it on a coat hanger. It was very cold inside,why was everyone walking around in short sleeves without shivering from the cold?
He slowly followed Light into the kitchen and saw the family sitting at the table. “Mom, Dad, Sayu, this is Teru Mikami, my.... friend,” he said, pointing at him. He caught everyone’s attention in the kitchen; now everyone was staring at him. That was exactly why he hated going to people’s houses,the attention always had to be on him. Couldn’t they just pretend he wasn’t there?
He hated getting any kind of attention, and he hated it even more when that attention came from his God’s family.
“I’m Sayu, Light’s sister. Nice to meet you!” said the girl who greeted them as they entered the house. “Sachiko,” said an older woman,who appeared to be Light’s mother. “Soichiro, nice to meet you, Teru,” said Light’s father, shaking his hand. “Will you have dinner with us?” said Mrs. Sachiko, urging them to sit down at the table.
He sat down next to Light at the table and looked at his plate, which held cooked rice and soy cutlets. He couldn’t bring himself to refuse Light’s mother’s offer of dinner, so he simply agreed without considering the consequences that might await him. He watched the others eat, wondering to himself whether he should just leave his plate full. His thoughts were interrupted by the question, “So, Teru, where did you meet my son? Do you two study together?” asked Light’s father. To be honest, it was an unexpected question for him. Just as he was about to speak, Light interrupted him: “We don’t study together. Mikami works at the courthouse as a prosecutor. We’ve known each other for a long time,we went to the same high school.” Why did Light lie to them?
He just looked at Light in confusion. “Teru, don’t you like it?” Ms. Sachiko asked. It was hard to tell whether it was good or not, considering he hadn’t taken a single bite. “No, I just made it up,” he said, coming up with some lame excuse, and Light’s mother just smiled gently.
He picked up a fork and knife and began cutting into the soy cutlet; he cut off a small piece and tasted it. It was true;Light’s mother was an excellent cook, so good, in fact, that he couldn’t wait to taste it again in 40 minutes.
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“I’m sorry, but I need to use the restroom,” he said, rising gracefully from the table. “The restroom is on the left, just around the corner. I’ll be in my room upstairs; the door will be open, so you’ll know where to go,” Light called out to him, then headed toward the stairs.
He made it to the bathroom and closed the door behind him; his head was spinning, and he knew he was about to throw up. He knelt down by the toilet, took off his glasses, and tried to hold back his hair. He felt a lump rising in his throat, so he opened his mouth, and a mixture of what he had eaten came pouring out.
He sat by the toilet for quite a while longer, waiting for another wave of nausea, but it didn't come.
He got up off the floor and walked over to the sink; he turned on the water to wash the remaining traces of vomit from his face. He hated that aftertaste it was disgusting and whenever he was at home, he always brushed his teeth afterward so he wouldn’t have to taste it.
He hated the way his teeth looked because of it; they were worn down at the back from constant vomiting. Often, when he smiled, he’d encounter disapproving stares; people looked at him as if he were completely unkempt and tried to avoid talking to him anymore.
He walked out, closing the door behind him, and headed upstairs just as Light had told him. He began walking down the hallway and saw an open door;that must be where Light was. He approached the door and was greeted by the sight of Light’s bare chest; he blushed immediately but kept looking with curiosity. After all, it was normal for a man to walk around shirtless in front of another man, right? He didn’t even realize when Light turned around and looked at him. “How long have you been standing there?” Light asked, putting on a white T-shirt that served as pajamas. “I-I-I’m s-s-sorry, I’ve b-been standing here a l-long time; I-I-I should’ve l-let you know e-earlier t-that I’m h-here,” he stammered, avoiding Light’s gaze out of embarrassment.
“No, nothing happened,just say you’ll be here next time, and besides, don’t just stand in the doorway,sit down.” Next time? Was he supposed to invite him to stay the night one more time? They closed the door, and he obeyed, sitting down next to Light on the edge of the bed.
“Would you like me to get you a blanket? I can see you’re shivering…” he said, touching Teru’s thigh. He’d even forgotten that he was cold; goosebumps were running all over his body, and the only source of warmth was Light’s hand resting on his thigh.
Light was staring intently at him, and there was something soothing in his eyes,exactly what Mikami had always needed
Light moved so close to Teru’s face that Teru could feel Light’s breath on his nose, but Light kept getting closer. He felt a light brush of the other boy’s lips,it wasn’t an intimate kiss, just a light brush of the lips.
They looked deeply into each other’s eyes, as if neither of them knew what had just happened, and then, unexpectedly, Light grabbed him by the back of the neck and began to thrust his tongue inside, exploring every corner of his mouth.
He felt a flush spread throughout his body and returned the kiss, their foreheads touching. Light began to pull off Teru’s T-shirt while continuing the intimate kiss. As they kissed, Light began to shift his weight onto him, causing him to lie on his back on the bed, while Light’s hands touched the mattress beneath him.
“You know, maybe we shouldn’t… Light, your parents are right behind the wall,” he stammered, breaking the kiss as he took a deep breath and shyly averted his gaze from the brunet’s features. “Don’t worry, they won’t hear us if you’re quiet,” he said, moving his lips to Light’s neck and beginning to suck on his skin.
Mikami began helping Light take off his T-shirt, after which Light slid his knee between his legs, causing his crotch to swell even more than before, and he tried to stifle a moan.
Light began unbuttoning his pants, stripping down to the naked, then started pulling at Teru’s pants, trying to take them off along with his boxers.
Both of their penises were rock hard. Mikami spat into his hand, then ran it lightly over Light’s cock; the other boy’s whole body shuddered, and he tilted his head back and gasped. He moved his hand up and down at an ever-increasing speed, which only made Light’s moans grow louder.
Light grabbed his hand and forcefully pulled it away from his genitals, reaching for the nightstand where the condoms were kept, opening one, and putting it on his penis while gripping his thighs and rubbing himself against the opening he was about to enter. His penis entered his anus, fitting inside almost entirely. He responded with a loud moan, trying to hold his tongue, but in the situation he now found himself in, it was practically impossible.
He began to move his hips faster and faster, causing Teru’s whole body especially his thighs to tremble. Light quickened his pace and leaned over the moaning boy, sucking on his smooth, sweat-drenched skin. Pushing deeper and deeper, the fair-haired boy hit a spot that made Mikami let out a loud moan as he arched his back. He placed his hands on Light’s shoulders, clenching his fingers around them, practically screaming the name of the boy towering over him.
Light gave his prostate one last thrust before the two of them came, and the room was filled with their deep breaths.
They lay side by side for a moment longer, still rubbing against each other, before he took off the condom and threw it into the trash can next to the bed. At the same time, they both put on their boxers, turned off the light, and lay down next to each other. He snuggled up against the other boy’s waist, slowly drifting off to sleep.
For the first time, he felt loved by someone, desired by someone. Only God could have given him such happiness, right?