Soutori Week Day Six: Soutori + 1
Rating: M (for mentions of dub-con and some implied smut at the end)
Author’s Note: I’m sorry this is two days late. My Sounit Day fic will be up later today!
It had been a month since Kai Shiguno and his gang were arrested on hundreds of counts of human trafficking, a long month full of paperwork, difficult testimonies and eventually the sentencing of Kai Shiguno and his cohort to life in prison with no possibility of parole.
Yet celebration did not come easily to Sousuke Yamazaki and Kisumi Shiguno. The testimonies had been hard to hear, and Aiichirou Nitori’s in particular had been hell to listen to, yet they had been there, for their Aiichirou deserved nothing less. The police station hadn’t been particularly understanding of Aiichirou’s situation since Kai’s arrest either, so it was no surprise to either of them that Aiichirou still cried in their bed every night.
Perhaps a visit to somewhere familiar would help him, they thought, so they made reservations at Holy Mackerel (Aiichirou absolutely loved Haru’s Saba Shioyaki, and Haru loved spoiling one of his favorite regulars with his own variations on it) tonight, to celebrate Kai’s sentencing and perhaps cement it in Aiichirou’s mind that it was Kai who was caged now, not him.
Kisumi had made sure to get Aiichirou dressed in his favorite outfit, and Sousuke had tried to make his shift at the police station as pleasant as possible, yet a visit to the commissioner’s office had undone any of Sousuke’s progress. He sighed: he wanted nothing more than to see Aiichirou smile, truly smile, again.
They arrived at the restaurant to little fanfare (thank goodness, the last thing they needed was more people crowding around them, especially given the month they had), and they took their usual seats to find Haru waiting for them.
“I’m glad to finally see you again, it’s been far too long since you last came here and kept these two in check,” Haru said, shaking Aiichirou’s hand with a gentle smile on his face and pointedly nodded at Sousuke and Kisumi.
“And I’ll be glad to do it,” Aiichirou said, the smile on his face not quite reaching his eyes. Haru almost took a step back, but thought better of it; perhaps it would be better for Aiichirou if he thought Haru hadn’t noticed.
“Aiichirou-chan, why would you betray us like that?!” Kisumi wailed, wrapping his arms around Aiichirou’s shoulders.
“Because I know what sorts of trouble you and Sousuke get into when I’m not there to stop you,” Aiichirou teased, ruffling Kisumi’s hair.
“So, your usual orders then?”
“I’m on it,” Haru said, leaving the table.
Fifteen minutes later, Aiichirou’s phone buzzed, and he whipped it out of his pocket and read the text on the screen.
For the first time in a long while, a genuinely happy grin crossed Nitori’s face as he then frantically texted the person on the other side of the phone. “Oh my God, oh my God… YES!”
“What happened?” Kisumi said, trying to peer behind Aiichirou.
“Something absolutely wonderful!”
“Did those assholes finally give you the promotion you deserve?” Sousuke said, sipping his beer.
“No, even better! Momo-kun got the building he wanted for Pyuunsuke’s! That means he’ll be able to open the restaurant in two months!” Aiichirou said, fidgeting in his seat. “And it’s right across the street from Holy Mackerel too!”
At that Haru, who had been walking toward their table with their orders in hand, raised an eyebrow and said, “I’m not so sure I’m comfortable with a rival restaurant across the street from me.”
“It’s a burger joint, Haru-san, you needn’t worry about losing business!”
And they happily dug in to their meals, reveling every bite, every prank Sousuke and Kisumi pulled on Haru, and even every playful scolding by Aiichirou. They paid their bills a while later (and Sousuke even left an extra large tip for Haru) and made ready to go home.
"Is there anywhere else you’d like to go?” Kisumi said, leaving the restaurant and spinning around his partners with a grin on his face. Bugging Haru really did give him new life, Sousuke thought affectionately.
Aiichirou raised his head up and said, “Yes, actually. There’s a great little dessert shop close by that’s just starting up, and I know the chefs there.”
“That sounds great, then,” Sousuke said, and they walked to a dessert shop called Mahou Wagashi. He saw Aiichirou walking faster toward the shop and Kisumi running to catch up, and figured this shop must be good.
“Ahiru we’ve missed you!” a female voice said as Aiichirou entered the shop, and the woman carrying it ran to give him a hug.
“It’s Aiichirou, actually,” he said, “I’m not undercover anymore, Sayaka.”
“You mean he’s in jail now?!” she said, a giant grin on her face.
“You mean you were a cop this whole time?!”
“Yes, he just got sentenced to life imprisonment today. And yes, Kyoko, I’m a cop.”
“Well shit, I actually have to behave around you now,” Kyoko said, winking at Aiichirou, and she rushed to give him a hug too. “Also, who’s this?!” she added, giving Kisumi a glare that could set ice on fire.
“Oh, this is Kisumi. He’s wonderful, and-”
“And nothing like his brother,” Sousuke said, entering the store and glaring back at Kyoko.
“He’s also wonderful,” Aiichirou said, wrapping his arms around both Sousuke and Kisumi.
“Oh, so you’re a dirty cop, then?” Kyoko said, wagging his eyebrows and reminding Sousuke very much of Kisumi.
“Kyoko, we want Aiichirou to come back to our store! So, your usual order, then?” Sayaka said, placing a dozen chocolate-covered strawberries in a box.
“Yes, please,” Aiichirou said, stopping Kisumi from grabbing all the pocky in the store.
“Oh, the strawberries are on the house for you getting that asshat arrested,” Kyoko said, “And also for stopping Kisumi from stealing my pocky.”
“I really love this place,” Kisumi said, “Can I at least pay for some pocky, it looks super good.”
Kyoko grinned and gave him two dozen pieces of strawberry pocky, saying, “That’ll be a thousand yen.”
Sousuke smiled and said, “Do you happen to have any amanatto here?”
“Right here! And I expect you to come back here with your two boyfriends, Aiichirou-” Sayaka said, getting loudly with each word.
“Kyoko’s corrupting you-”
“Yes I am, now scram,” Kyoko said, swooping Sayaka into her arms and kissing her.
“Speaking of kisses, let’s get home and you two can kiss me as much as you like,” Kisumi said, draping himself all over Sousuke.
“Not again,” Sousuke said, dragging Kisumi out of the store.
They got home a few minutes later and, after greeting every single one of their dogs and giving them their proper affection, went to their bedroom. Sousuke went to the chair and, spreading his legs and unzipping his pants, watched Kisumi gather Aiichirou into his arms and lay him down on the bed.
“Tonight, it’s going to be all about you,” Kisumi said, kissing Aiichirou’s neck, then moving off the bed, spinning in a circle in front of the bed and beginning to remove his shirt.
Kisumi’s hands pressed into Aiichirou’s hips, and Aiichirou let out a little whimper.
“Oh, you like that, don’t you?” Kisumi whispered, gripping his hands harder on Aiichirou’s hips, sucking at his neck the way he knew he loved it and beginning to grind against him.
“K-k-Kisumi?” Aiichirou said, his voice suddenly scared, and it was only then that Kisumi noticed that he was shaking like a leaf.
As Kisumi began to move away, Aiichirou panicked and tried to move Kisumi’s hands back to his hips with a rambling, “I’m sorry, you can keep going if you want to, I’m so sorry for freaking out why did this have to happen now-”
“It’s okay, I kind of surprised you there-”
“I should be over this by now. Kai’s been arrested for a month, I just need to stop acting like such a big baby.”
Kisumi stopped, and his jaw dropped so low that it nearly reached the floor. “What the fuck, Aiichirou?! No, seriously, what makes you say that?”
Aiichirou sighed, got up off the bed, and grabbed a chocolate-covered strawberry before setting it limply beside him. He then took a breath and said, tears threatening to escape his eyes, “The commissioner summoned me to his office today and told me that if I have another spell at work he’s going to demote me because it’s inconveniencing everyone else.”
“What?” Sousuke said, his voice leaking with venom.
Aiichirou grabbed a pillow and tried to hide behind it as he said, “I’m sorry-”
Sousuke grabbed the pillow and tossed it aside, sitting beside Aiichirou on the bed and hesitantly placing his hand on his chin. He then turned Aiichirou to face him and said, “You are not to blame for this, Ai. These spells you’ve been having are the natural result of being treated like a glorified sex toy for months on end by a sociopathic sadist hellbent on keeping his human trafficking ring hidden from the cops. You are the only reason said sociopathic sadist is in jail, and if the commissioner doesn’t see that, then he’s a fucking idiot.”
After a long pause, Aiichirou said, grabbing the covers and huddling behind them, “It’s okay if you two leave me, you know.“
Kisumi ran to the edge of the bed, jumped on it and said, “What makes you think we’d ever do that?! Do you really think that lowly of us, that we’d leave you as soon as things got hard?!”
Aiichirou pulled the blankets closer to him, shaking and saying, “It’s not that I think lowly of you, it’s that-”
“It’s what, Aiichirou?!” Kisumi said, grabbing his shoulders and coming this close to shaking them.
At that Aiichirou broke down, his hands letting go of the blankets and his head between his legs. “You two deserve better than someone like me.”
“Ai…” Sousuke whispered, his voice trembling and on the verge of tears.
Kisumi let go of Aiichirou, nearly slammed his hands down on the bed and said, his voice shaky and his face covered in tears, “What the fuck do you mean we deserve someone better, that’s bullshit-”
“You two don’t need someone broken like me.“
“Of course we need you, and even if we didn’t need you, Aiichirou, we’d still want you around, we’d still love you, you stupid little shit,” Kisumi said, pulling him into a hug and crying into his shoulder. “I hate my fucking brother for what he did to you, I hate him so fucking much.”
Sousuke watched Kisumi and Aiichirou cry on their bed together for a few minutes before he said, “If you truly think you’re broken, then let us help fix you.” He then pulled out a card with the words: Aladdin Jehoavez Abraham, Therapist on it, and handed it to Aiichirou.
He gave a start and said, “He‘s the best therapist in the country, we can’t afford this-”
“Kisumi transferred around 50 million yen from Kai’s account into his own the day before Kai got arrested. We can afford to live comfortably for a while yet on what Kisumi took alone, let alone with our police jobs, even with the expense of a therapist,” Sousuke said.
“Don’t you dare say it, Ai. Don’t act like seeing a therapist will show everyone you’re weak. Anybody else in that police force would have quit your hell of an assignment after a month at most, hell, I would have snapped and shot Kai in the balls after a week. You are the strongest man I know, Aiichirou. You carried so much on your shoulders for the past year, and you’re going to begrudge yourself the chance to have someone share your load?”
“Kisumi you are rude,” Sousuke said, pouting, or rather, trying to pout.
Nitori held the card in his trembling hands like a newborn duckling and said, “But you guys will have to deal with me crying and my nightmares–and you really think I’m worth all this effort?”
“A thousand times yes, now eat your strawberry before the chocolate melts off-”
“Or, more honestly, before Kisumi takes it.”
Aiichirou smiled, and at last Sousuke could see it reach his eyes. Then Aiichirou removed his shirt, grabbed a few more strawberries, and laid down, placing them on his chest. “But Sousuke, what if I want him to?” he said, also attempting to pout and being far more successful at it than Sousuke had been.
Sousuke shook his head fondly as Kisumi grabbed the whipped cream, jumped on top of Nitori and started eating the strawberries off of him.
“Get on the bed,” Kisumi said, grabbing Sousuke’s arm and trying to drag him onto the bed.
Sousuke managed to escape Kisumi’s grip and said, “Nope. Tonight I plan to sit on this comfortable chair over here and watch you two indulge yourselves with each other. I’ll certainly enjoy the show.”
Aiichirou pouted and said, “But Sousuke, I can’t have Kisumi eating all the strawberries off me.” He then reached his hand out, a strawberry nestled on top of it, and smiled.
Damn, Sousuke was weak to that smile and both Kisumi and Aiichirou knew it. He knelt down, kissed Aiichirou’s hand, and nipped the strawberry from it.
“Wow, tell Kyoko her strawberries are delicious-” Sousuke said before Aiichirou pulled him in for a kiss, and Kisumi pushed him the rest of the way onto their bed.
Well, they were certainly persuasive.
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