* volcanhoe .

@lavason was killed and replaced by a lookalike; a conspiracy theory

     he didn’t like him … he didn’t want to be with him ?    okay, that’s fair. there was a nice little      priesthood      down the ways a bit, a nice spot between here & the leaf village.     (   perfect, he could be      priest.      he totally got this. ) all he needed now was a     smooth     getaway plan, he would need to start packing his life up.       ( his      sad      little life. )  baki moves to take a few steps back   but asahi is faster & pushes him against some building wall.

           “  i-i      what.”      he    did    want to be with him ?asahi was smiling, was this a game to him ? was he playing him ?  that set a fire inside him, & not the kind asahi usually made him feel. baki understood that he had been a    good    few years .. but the places he’d been were bad !  how could he drag someone else down with him ? asahi would have to understand … if only baki could find the words to help him understand.   

        his voice, holding weight & anger was loud enough to draw attention from others around them,   “  i’m   not lying to you ! ”  or      yelling      could work too. he reaches up between them to grasp asahi’s collar, pulling him closer, “ i’m game to fuck anytime you are.”     (   despite never having sex with another man, sure he is. )  

    “ i’m doing this because i’m finally     ready    for this. i’m ready to be with someone longterm, i’m ready and i  love you.” 

                      ❛  are ya sure  ??  ❜   is all he could manage to ask. both his heart and head aching severely. the entire dynamic of their relationship would change, they’d be  TOGETHER.  something asahi’s desperately wanted for so long. and now it’s in front of him, it’s in his grasp. cannot help but  LAUGH. laugh at tears formed in his eyes. god, his knees felt weak. ❛  shit, baki. you’re gonna have me cry out here. ❜  continues to laugh obnoxiously loud, doesn’t exactly know what to do next. and it seems silly. he’s played out different scenarios in his head of something like this happening, but always convinced himself it never would. and now look. 

                      he needs to accept what’s happening, and a few moments of staring into the others eyes, he does. runs his fingers through his own fiery ponytail, a sigh escaping his lips.  ❛  i get it      i love you too. but you need to understand somethin’. ❜ he starts, free hand reaching to hold bakis free hand. ❛  i’m a handful. i’ve got a ton of problems that ain’t gon’ go away over night. i can fuck you really good, make you feel things you’ve never felt before. but i can also rip out yer heart and eat it in your face. ❜ his grasp on bakis hand tightens. 

@lavason

“Let just tell you how many women stripped for me because they wanted this dick….”

   asahi’s words turn his belly into a mess of butterflies and shivers, he   still  liked him ?  after all these years ? he couldn’t help the smile that crept onto his face, he wants to return the words but         hecan’t. there were too many emotions racing through him, his mind wasn’t capable of forming words that were coherent at that moment ; so he reached out to asahi and took his arm. his grip was soft, faint, just like his footfalls when he entered the shop, he doesn’t want to be noticed but yearns to be noticed. 

      “  who said you had too ? ”  voice soft,  scared.  “  maybe i   like   you too. ”  and with that, he had said it,  the thing he had been trying to articulate this entire week,  crazy how   simple   it truly was.  the word did not end, the ground did not open and suck him under,  he was still here       “  maybe i   really   like you.  ” his grip loosens,    “     asahi, i really like you.   ” 

           if he would reject him not .. baki wasn’t sure what he could do, although  cry  would be the only thing he could do, not in front of him     of course. his throat was tight, dry, like asahi’s answer was the water he needed to drink, he needs him, he wants him         please, be with him. it was something so    shy  of love or maybe it simply was love   now  maybe that’s why he was so desperate for every look, every glance ; maybe that’s why his body was all aflame with every slight touch.     maybe he was in love.

       “     this … this was my take on asking you on a date, the flowers …” he covers his face with his free hand,  “ it was   stupid   i know … but i just wanted to impress you … “  he felt his face burning,   “    but if you    still    like me … asahi, iwant to be with you.” 

                        for a moment, he’s silent. quietly allowing himself to replay bakis words in his mind like a broken record player. was he listening correctly  ??  or was he being delusional and only hearing what he wanted to. no, no. he had heard him right. but asahi is confused. he stares at baki, an angered expression on his face. was this some sort of cruel joke  ??  was baki mocking him  ??  mocking him for his stupid crush that hadn’t faded in years  ??  oh god. no, he wasn’t. said he liked asahi three times. the man is a mess, crimson staining his cheeks as he stares his best friend in the face. ❛  what  ??  ❜  his eyes widen as the other goes on to continue. date  ??  the flowers  ??  they were actually for him.

                        he blanks out for a second. recalling the days when they were younger. himself following baki around whenever he saw him. an attempt to gain his attention AND affection. always denied by the older boy, always patted on his head for his compliments. he remembers feeling physical pain in his chest whenever he was denied by baki. making the decision internally that if he couldn’t have him in THAT way, then he’ll be his friend. and now look. the two of them have grown closer than asahi could’ve ever imagined. it makes him happy, it gives him hope that maybe he really CAN be happy. and with the other too  ??  amazing. he stops walking, turns himself to baki and simply smirks. his arms folding.  ❛  you wanna be with me  ??  well i’m not sure i wanna be with YOU anymore. ❜  shrugs his shoulders.