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It had been raining out when Inui found himself pulling over to help someone. Blond hair tied up in a knot, Inui approached the car behind him and knocked on the window. He had startled the person inside, but they looked at each other and soon the window was rolling down. “I’m fine,” the person inside had told him quickly. Inui wasn’t so sure of that. It looked like the expensive car had stalled out, and something was wrong with it. Inui couldn’t tell by looking on the outside, but he knew things went wrong easily.

“Can I give you a ride?” Inui asked. He usually rode his bike home from work, but he had opted to take one of the cars from the shop this time, mostly because it had been raining out. He blinked away a few raindrops that hit his face as he waited for the person to respond. He saw them frown, but Inui couldn’t figure out why that was.

The white-haired person nodded and then gathered a few things. He sniffled in a way that made Inui wonder if they had been crying or were close to it. A lot of people stressed about these things, he figured. He watched as the person hesitated before getting out of the luxury car. It was a beauty, and Inui made note of where it was so he could send someone early in the morning to pick it up before anyone got any ideas.

“I’m a mechanic. So we’ll get this figured out.” Inui explained. He wasn’t just a random person who had stopped for the sake of being nice. Now that the person was outside with him, he could tell that the person had been outside already, likely to look at their car. Their make-up was smudged, red eyeliner bled down, and smeared a little. “I’m Inui, but my friends call me Inupi. It’s nice to meet you,” he introduced himself politely.

The other person’s frown somehow deepened as they listened to Inui introduce himself. They looked wealthy, maybe they just hadn’t wanted to make a new friend or find help from someone that they deemed lesser than them. Inui tried to let it roll off his back as he helped the person inside his car and then rushed over to the other side as the rain poured around them. “You don’t recognize me.” They said, finally.

Inui turned to see the person looking over at him already. It was then that Inui registered the emotion that the other person was portraying on their face. It wasn’t disgust or a disconcerted feeling, but instead, they looked heartbroken. Sad. Inui searched their face until he felt something lurch in his chest. His hands on the steering wheel tightened as he processed the face that he should have been able to spot anywhere. He could almost swear that he heard his heartbeat in his temples.

“Koko?” His green eyes were wide as he tried to process what this meant. He hadn’t seen Koko in years. Almost eight years, to be exact, and Inui had unfortunately kept track. He continued to search his face like eight years worth of answers could be found there, but there weren’t any. He wanted to hold him, he wanted to shout at him, he wanted to do so many contradictory things but instead, he sat in the driver’s seat staring at his former best friend. The same person that had disappeared so many years ago.

Koko exhaled a small, shaky breath out of his mouth. He seemed off. But Inui wasn’t sure that he was. He hadn’t seen Koko in so long that he was sure that he didn’t know him the way he used to. “Yeah.” He answered and then pursed his lips together. He returned to normal a few moments later and continued, “Funny running into you here.”

Inui opened his mouth to respond, but he wasn’t sure what to say. It wasn’t funny, and he was surprised that they had run into each other at all. In fact, Inui was surprised that Koko had even gotten into the car with Inui. “Is it?”

“It’s just an expression,” Koko replied. He ran his fingers through dampened hair as if to try to make himself look more presentable. Now that Inui was looking at him, really looking at him, he thought that Koko looked more like himself than he originally thought. He had his trademark earring in, and he had part of his hair shaved, but the rest was much longer than it had been. And white. But his face remained much the same.

Inui glanced away from Koko to the street. It wasn’t too busy, only a few cars had gone by in the time that they had been in the car. Inui started his car and turned on his headlights before pulling back out into the street. “Where am I taking you?”

“I can’t go home,” Koko told him. Inui was left to wonder what that meant. If he couldn’t go home because something was wrong or because Inui was the one taking him. Either way, Koko looked like he wasn’t going to elaborate. A soft sigh left Koko’s lips as he muttered something before pressing his head against the glass of the passenger’s side window. “Take me to your place.”

Inui raised a brow. He wasn’t really looking to bring anyone home. His apartment was kind of a mess, having gotten up early in the morning to work and having not been home since. He was a little embarrassed. But Koko didn’t look as if he was prepared to take no as an answer. Koko. He couldn’t really argue with him. He couldn’t drop him off anyway. It would mean that he wouldn’t see him again. A part of him ached for more. To hear what was going on, to argue with him, to do just about anything other than drop him off somewhere and then drive home in silence.

“Okay,” Inui said after a little time had passed. “On one condition.” He glanced over at Koko, who still wasn’t looking at him. He waited a few more moments, but when Koko failed to respond, he decided to offer up his condition. “You have to talk to me when we get there.” He told Koko, glancing back at the road as he drove back to the memorized path, back to his apartment. He heard another sigh, this one a little more dramatic, from Koko, but decided to take it as a potential agreement.

The rest of the ride was quiet albeit the radio’s soft melodies playing from when Inui had turned it on. When he parked in the parking lot for his apartment building, he looked over at Koko again. “You look cold.” He mentioned. He would have to offer up some clothes and a towel when they got inside. “Are you going to let me help you?”

It looked like Koko wanted to decline. But despite the tight-lipped lack of joy on Koko’s face, he nodded. “I have a cat. Try not to let her out when we open the door.” Inui told Koko. A cat was a weird choice for him, and he knew that. But Inui had found the cat by the apartment’s dumpster, and the two had been inseparable since.

Once inside, Inui escorted Koko to the only bathroom in the apartment with a fresh towel and a pair of lounge pants, and a t-shirt for him to change into. He looked a little confused, but eventually took the clothes and stepped into the bathroom. “How are you so much bigger than me?” Koko asked as he stepped out of the bathroom in his change of clothes. Inui thought Koko looked good in his clothes. It was true though, Inui was a little more muscular and taller than Koko was. Koko had put the towel in the hamper in Inui’s bathroom and was now standing in his clothes. Inui had missed him.

“I look like I eat more than you do.” Inui teased. It was true though; where Inui was lean, he was also muscular. He had calloused hands from his work and his parents were tall, so it only made sense that he continued growing long after Koko had left. But he also ate a lot, having always had a fast metabolism. His face was fuller than Koko’s, who looked like he had only slimmed all the more since the last time Inui had seen him.

Koko rolled his eyes. It felt surreal to have Koko here, at his apartment, but he tried not to make a big deal out of it. Koko then responded with a quip, “I probably eat healthier than you do.” He probably did. He looked like he had more money in his wallet than Inui made in a month.

The pair made their way to Inui’s couch where they both sat in close proximity to each other. Inui could’ve just stared at Koko, but he knew that they had an agreement. He was going to get Koko to talk to him. “What have you been up to?”

“Oh, you know. Work.” Koko said vaguely. That wasn’t going to cut it, and Inui hoped that he knew that. But he refused to speak again.

“Hajime, where have you been?” Inui asked. He looked him over and then watched as he turned his body slightly so he was facing Inui. The use of his given name seemed to spark something within Koko.

His frown returned. “You ask that like you missed me.” He sounded distant now. His brows furrowed as he continued watching Inui. “You had the opportunity to come with me. In case you’ve forgotten.” Koko said, his voice deliberate and cutting. Inui frowned a little bit as he listened. Koko was right. Inui had been given an opportunity. But he hadn’t been able to take it. He wished he could have, but it just wouldn’t have been right. He wished, instead, that Koko could have gone with him. He wished that all the time. It was something that he could never quite get over through the years.

“I don’t want to fight.” Half a lie. He wanted to argue with Koko. They argued frequently as teenagers, and that was just a normal part of their friendship. They were two sides of the same coin, but that also meant they were as different as night and day.

Maybe it would help, that was all Inui thought. “What do you want from me then, Seishu?” Koko asked. He raised a brow as he crossed his arms over his chest. He looked so much smaller like that. Some time went by, as Inui mulled the question over.

“I missed you.” Inui said, finally. It felt strange being so vulnerable. But it was fitting, he wasn’t sure he could ever be this way with anyone else. “And for what it’s worth, I’m sorry.” Maybe he should have chosen Koko. Maybe it was all just a really shitty situation. He watched as Koko seemed to reflect on that before he leaned in close to Inui. He ran his fingers through Inui’s long hair, tucking strands behind his ear.

Koko then said, “You look good with long hair.” Inui felt his cheeks warm at the compliment, but he was thinking the same about Koko. The long, white hair suited Koko in a way that it almost tricked Inui into thinking Koko’s hair was always that color. He knew better with the teenage Koko and his black hair seared into his mind.

“So do you,” Inui remarked, finally. As he felt Koko’s fingers slide from the side of his face to his jawline, down to his throat. When their lips met, the feeling was experimental. Despite having kissed before, they had been inexperienced teenagers at the time, and it differed greatly from now. Inui pressed into the kiss, turning the kiss into more than just a test. The warmth hit Inui as he felt Koko’s fingers curl around his throat. A soft moan left his lips, and soon he felt Koko use his free hand to adjust the two of them, with Inui pulled onto Koko’s lap.

It wasn’t until Koko bit down on Inui’s lower lip and pulled a little before letting go that they stopped to look at each other. Inui felt Koko’s soft breaths on his skin before leaning in to kiss him again. They warmed him as he held Koko close.

It felt like hours had gone by, but in reality, it was minutes between their kisses. Koko’s tongue slid into Inui’s mouth just as Inui ground his hips into Koko’s. The two moved in sync with each other, developing a rhythm unlike any other Inui had ever experienced. It felt like they were in harmony, working perfectly together.

Then Koko broke off the kiss, panting slightly as he fought to catch his breath. Inui looked on, an affectionate stare, as he waited for Koko. Inui then heard him ask, “Do you want to go to your bedroom?” Inui felt his face flush slightly as the realization that they were spending the night together truly came to fruition in front of him. He had wanted to reunite with Koko so long, he couldn’t believe it was happening right now.

“Okay. Let’s go.” Inui said finally as he got off of Koko’s lap and stood. He reached forward, taking Koko’s hand to help pull him up slowly. Having glanced Koko over, he accidentally found out that Koko was harder than he’d realized and found himself more aroused at the thought.

Hand-in-hand, the pair walked upstairs, talking softly and laughing amongst themselves before kissing in the middle of the hallway, inches from the room. Inui’s tongue licked at Koko’s bottom lip before gaining entry, while Koko’s hands found their way to Inui’s torso and then his ass. Inui inched closer to the bedroom, dragging Koko along with him until he found his body pressed against the doorway, his tongue in Koko’s mouth as he both heard and felt Koko moan.

Within seconds, both of them were taking their shirts off, separated only for those seconds, and right after, they came back to one another. They sought after each other like gasps of air, drifting closer and closer until finally, Koko leaned down a little bit and grabbed Inui’s legs, pulling him up into his arms. Inui was hoisted up and wrapped his legs around Koko’s waist as they continued to kiss.

Soon after, they bounced onto the bed, crashing into each other in a fervor. Inui was underneath Koko, who was kissing the column of his neck. Inui felt Koko’s fingers scramble to try to get his pants undone and while he could have helped, he liked the frantic need that Koko had and wanted him to do it on his own. Eventually his pants were off and he had no idea where they ended up, but he started to work on Koko’s. He went slower than Koko had. He palmed at Koko’s clothed dick, listening to him moan more, moving in a way that indicated he was arching his back a little.

It turned Inui on even more. He undid Koko’s pants and reached in to stroke his dick while still partially clothed. Inui listened to the mumbled curses that slipped from Koko’s mouth as he felt Inui stroke him. He bit his lip, then realized that the earlier biting that Koko had done had left a mark. He was bleeding a little. Inui licked his lips and then felt Koko’s lips crash into his again.

Soon his hand was forcibly withdrawn from Koko’s pants, and he was pinned onto the bed. Both hands above his head, Koko held him there as he sucked on his bottom lip. Inui moaned despite the tiny bit of pain that came from that gesture. Koko found his way to Inui’s throat again, lips leaving a trail down the column before biting down hard. “Fuck,” Inui sucked in a breath as he felt his heart race from excitement. He felt Koko suck on the skin, biting even harder, which had sent chills down Inui’s spine.

When he stopped, Inui looked up at Koko as if to ask if something was wrong. Koko looked a little shy suddenly. It was cute, but he was a little confused. “I have a question.” Koko posed.

Inui nodded. “What is it?” His emerald eyes searched Koko’s dark ones. He was hoping it was nothing serious.

“Do you still wear heels?” Koko asked. He looked a little flushed like he was embarrassed to be asking. Inui found it endearing.

A small smile lit up Inui’s features, “Sometimes. Why, do you want me to wear some?” When Koko nodded, he also shifted so that Inui could wiggle out from underneath him and roll over to stand off of the bed. Inui picked out a pair of black stilettos and put them on carefully before walking out. He saw Koko sitting at the edge of the bed watching him like he was mystified by the sight of Inui in heels after so many years.

Inui walked over to him and pressed the toe of his shoe into Koko’s crotch, receiving a small groan in return. Koko then took hold of Inui’s calf and stroked his leg, leaning down to kiss the skin as Inui continued to press into him. After a few slow minutes of this, though, Koko changed up the pace by pushing Inui’s foot off of him and instead bringing him close enough that he was able to kiss his stomach down to his abdomen. Then with teeth and a few fingers, moved Inui’s boxers off of him. Inui stepped out of them and kicked them away with his foot, but soon felt Koko start to stroke him.

Before Inui could say or do much of anything, Koko licked the underside of his shaft up to the head before popping the head of Inui’s dick into his mouth. He bobbed his head as he continued blowing him, causing Inui to grip his shoulders as he tried to keep his balance. Koko took more of him into his mouth and stroked the rest of his shaft, creating an even balanced rhythm between the two gestures as he continued.

Even though it was just a blowjob, it felt like it was full of something else. Something akin to affection, in Inui’s eyes. As Koko continued to take more of Inui into his mouth and down his throat, Inui couldn’t help but see a token of love there.

Inui had been in love with Koko when they were teenagers. He hadn’t seen it, not really, but he recognized it in his twenties. Koko had been his first love and in some ways, his only love. Having him here now, even if it was just a hook-up, meant more to Inui than he had any way of expressing. He snapped out of it when Koko took Inui out of his mouth with a small pop and continued stroking his dick. Soon, he felt Koko’s teeth on his abdomen, biting softly and sucking before moving to his upper thighs. Inui let out a moan that he had been holding back but couldn’t any longer.

He was close now. He felt arousal pool in his abdomen and soon, he found himself nearing, closer and closer. “M’close.” He told Koko as his breathing became more rapid. Inui’s cock was warmed by Koko’s mouth again as he swallowed it down to his throat, moaning on Inui’s cock as he bobbed his head again. The whole situation was too fucking hot, Inui did everything he could not to just cum at the sight of Koko in front of him. He didn’t last much longer, as he came down Koko’s throat. He moved his hips slightly to ride out the orgasm, biting on his swollen lip as he tried not to be too loud.

Then he realized Koko was probably into that. So he let out a few deep breaths intertwined with soft moans before Koko separated from Inui again. “Lay down.” Koko commanded, his voice a little hoarse. Inui obeyed, lying down next to Koko only for Koko to sigh. “On your stomach.” Inui then rolled over so he was on his stomach. To be a bit more playful, Inui arched his back and then wiggled his ass a little bit. That was returned with a similarly playful smack on the ass. “You’re cute,” he told Inui.

Koko leaned over Inui, and he could feel him pressed against the curve of his spine as he kissed the back of Inui’s head, down to his neck, and then slowly made his way down Inui’s body, peppering little kisses as he did. He kissed along Inui’s spine and stopped right at the lower back to ask, “Where is your lube?” Inui instructed him on where to find it, and though he couldn’t see, he could hear Koko rummaging around until he found it. He soon felt a warm wetness between his legs as Koko rubbed Inui’s hole, kissing the lower back and his cheeks before he pushed two fingers in. The motion was slow, deliberate, and careful as he fingered Inui. The rhythm continued like this for a short while as Koko commented on how tight Inui was.

It made Inui feel good, maybe a little too good as Koko opened his fingers and scissored him open. A moan and a curse left Inui’s lips as he heard Koko speak again, “You’re doing so good for me.” The praise went straight to Inui’s dick, which started hardening little by little as Koko continued. There was a pause as Koko added a third finger with more lube. The motion went back to a slower one, albeit not as slow as before, and a little rougher. “You’re taking my fingers so well.” Koko commented as he continued fingering Inui open. Inui’s moans became more rampant as Koko added in a fourth finger, the rhythm now broken into a quicker one. Koko kissed down his spine before pulling out of Inui and wiping his fingers on his own leg. Then he felt something bigger at his entrance. Covered in lube, Koko slid his cock up and down Inui’s hole before finally prodding in to enter.

“Are you ready, Sei?” Koko asked. Inui nodded, but he still hadn’t done anything despite the nod. “Say it.”

“M’ready.” He answered as he braced himself, holding onto the sheets as Koko slowly sheathed himself inside of Inui. Inui’s walls curved around Koko, hugging him tightly, desperately, as he slowly bottomed out inside of him. Along the way, Koko moaned softly, whispering little curses as he adjusted. “Hajime, fuck.” He moaned, biting down on his swelling lip as he tried to contain himself a little bit.

Koko was bigger than Inui remembered. “Are you okay if I move?” Koko asked, his voice softer than it had been the entire time Inui had known him. He felt Koko’s hands on either side of his hips before one arm slipped underneath him to hold him flush against the bed. He felt Koko kiss the side of his neck as he waited for an answer.

“Yeah, you can move.” Inui replied, recalling that a nod wasn’t enough of an answer for Koko before. “Fuck, I need you to move.” He added which started Koko moving again quickly. Koko pulled out and then thrust back in, creating a rhythm inside of Inui that took over his body. He moaned loudly as Koko established his rhythm, moving quicker and rougher than before. He was starting to forget how to think.

As time went by, Inui requested for Koko to hit deeper and faster, and Koko did just that. He angled so that he was hitting Inui’s prostate which had Inui seeing stars. He moaned wantonly, loudly, as he felt himself become close again.

Several minutes went by before Koko, who was breathing rapidly behind Inui, said, “I’m close, fuck, Sei. I’m close.” Inui was too, and he was glad that Koko wasn’t trying to impress Inui by lasting too long.

“Cum in me.” Inui insisted. He felt Koko speed up as he prepared for his own orgasm, leaving Inui to cum untouched this time. He moaned, “Hajime,” followed by a string of curses as he felt Koko’s rhythm break into an uneven one, then he finished inside of Inui. He rode out his orgasm, kissing the back of Inui’s neck, burying his face in, as he did. Inui heard muffled moans, but felt the vibrations as clear as day.

After cleaning Inui up, Koko lay down next to him. They lay there, spent, as they looked at each other. The room was so quiet now that Inui could hear the rain hit against the siding. Inui gave Koko a glance that read as, ‘Stay with me.”

Koko offered an expression back that read, ‘I can’t.’ Inui swore he felt it, his heart breaking as he realized that Koko was going to have to leave. He might never see him again. He held Koko tightly against him as he willed himself not to cry at the thought.