#mozu dcst

Backlog pt. 4

ღ polyamory, modern au, crude language, and minor spoiler (new character)

hyoga & mozu ♡

part one; part two

“I see you're both making progress on your project, yeah?”

Mozu's ironic question made you look up from your phone. Laying on the couch with your legs spread in front of you, toes almost touching Hyoga's thigh, you knew he was mocking you. He didn't even try to hide it anyway, as he smirked down at you while taking off his jacket.

“I'll have you know that we're almost done! Let us take a break.” You replied, sticking your tongue out.

“My bad, my bad! No need to act so immature now.” He retorted, but his words didn't match his behavior as he proudly showed you his middle finger. You snorted, before covering your mouth with your hand and rolled your eyes in a desperate try to act offended.

“They're right, you know, we haven't stopped working since they got here.” Hyoga said, still looking at his book as Mozu leaned against the back of the couch to give him a peck on the cheek. The sight made your heart flutter, and you wondered why as it should have ached in pain.

“Still, it's rare to see you take a rest. I think that (Y/n) here rubbed off on you.” Mozu continued, and you folded your legs against your chest to let him sit between the two of you.

“Look who's talking. They're much more hardworking than you.” Hyoga muttered and you gave Mozu a smug smile. As a reply, he weakly punched your leg in amusement.

“You're being so mean to me. Last time I checked, I'm your partner, not (Y/n)!”

At his words, you froze an instant. While it was only a playful retort, and a true statement as well, you couldn't help but feel hurt. It only reminded you that they loved each other, not you. You didn't belong with them, not like that. Despite knowing that was how it was supposed to be, that you were the only one to blame for your stupid feelings, it pained you all the same.

From the corner of his eyes, Hyoga noticed how your smile slowly faded into a forced one. Your gaze dropped to your feet, eyebrows knitted in a slight frown. While he didn't comment on it, this image of you couldn't leave his mind.

“It's starting to get late, let me drive you back home.”

Hearing Mozu's words, you quickly saved your file before putting your computer in your bag. As you stretched your arms above your head, you didn't notice his long stare at your back, admiring the way your shoulder blades tightened.

“Isn't Hyoga exhausted with all of his practices? They sure end late...” You softly asked, while rubbing your eyes to help them stay open. As you got to learn more about Hyoga these past weeks, you quickly started to admire his dedication and hard work. However, from time to time, you couldn't help but wonder how he could handle his schoolwork and spear practices without tiring himself out...

Mozu watched in an unusual fondness your worried look as you got into his car. As it was getting dark outside, and you sleepy, he noticed how you expressed your emotions more easily. To know that while you were the one being exhausted right now, your first thoughts were about Hyoga's well-being made his heart beat in a way that he wasn't unfamiliar with...

“Is that your way of saying that you prefer when it's him driving you home?” He simply retorted, eyes on the road.

“Fuck, was I too obvious?” You answered, voice still playful despite your state. His lips tugged into a smile at your answer.

The remainder of the ride was calm, quite unusual for the both of you as you were accustomed to singing, shouting, and laughing on every drive back. Most of the time, he liked to get a rise out of you with any subjects that he could think of, and you screaming at his face about how wrong he was, quickly became one of his favorite entertainment. But tonight, he was content to just hear you hum under your breath, in tune with the songs softly playing on the radio.

“Mozu...?” You suddenly mumbled as he pulled over. Meeting your gaze as he glanced your way, he waited for you to go on.

“About what happened earlier, I wanted to thank you. Even if you embarrassed me in front of everyone. You know, about saying that we fucked and all.”

Mozu blinked, before bursting out laughing at your words. You jumped in your seat, startled by his thundering voice before looking at him, exasperated.

“You're an adult, who cares if you fuck with me, Hyoga, or the whole world. People love to talk, but trust me, nobody will try to get on your bad side again. Not when you're under our protection.” He teased, pinching your waist. He smirked when you yelped, letting you swat his hand away.

“Yeah, yeah I know...” You retorted, but couldn't help a smile from tugging at your lips. You were truthfully grateful for the two of them, even if they were quite peculiar. Who knew that these two could be this protective? This thought made you melt, but you were quick to sigh in frustration. If only you could control your feelings around them, then everything would be easier. “I know...” you repeated, staring vacantly into space.

He watched, eyebrows raised in confusion at your sudden gloominess. Something was torturing you, there was no doubt about it. Silence washed over the two of you, and as you seemed lost in your thoughts, Mozu came to a realization.

“Are you upset about it?” He asked, smirking. He was starting to get an idea of what was troubling you...

“About what?” You mumbled, looking back at him. You weren't sure if you understood his question.

“About not fucking us for real?”

Mozu watched in amusement as your eyes went wide, mouth opening and closing without muttering any words. It was his first time seeing you this embarrassed. Face flushed and lips parted, Mozu couldn't help but think that this sight of you was exciting to see. If only Hyoga was there to see it too.

“You can't go a day without being a little shit, can you?” You replied, desperately trying to calm your racing heart. Even if you learned to love Mozu didn't mean that you also learned to tolerate him.

“Funny, Hyoga says the same thing. You two must be related.” He mused, not even trying to hide his smugness. You didn't reply, knowing that it wasn't worth it.

“Well, thank you very much for the ride, I truly hope you don't get into an accident on the way home!” Your voice was dripping with sarcasm, and Mozu snorted at your statement. But as you made a move to get out, he suddenly gripped your wrist to stop you. Not expecting it, you froze.

“Mozu...is everything alright?” You asked, taken aback by his action. Seeing your confused look, he let go of your hand, sighing.

Mozu was truly concerned about you. Most people didn't mean shit to him, that was for sure, but for Hyoga and now you, that was another thing. When you were cornered and openly insulted in the hallway, he quickly understood that what he felt for you wasn't friendship. Not anymore. And by the way Hyoga reacted, he knew that he wasn't the only one. But they didn't have the time to talk about it, to put their feelings into words. After all, they were too busy beating the daylights out of these men before picking you up.

“I should be the one asking that.” His eyes bored into yours, making you gulp. He seemed serious, not a once of playfulness in his voice. You bit your lips, fingers fidgeting with each other.

“Well...” You started but quickly closed your mouth. What could you say? What should you say? Your heart ached to spill out everything, to pour out your feelings as to not drown into them anymore. Overwhelmed and cornered, as Mozu waited for an answer, a sudden thought stood clear and loud in your mind. And without thinking, you blurted out,

“Why did Hyoga touched me like that?”

Mozu wasn't expecting that. Did Hyoga's caress upset you that much? But on the other side...what he was starting to assume seemed more and more probable now.

“Did it bother you?” He asked, avoiding your question. Mozu couldn't answer for Hyoga, even if he knew the reason behind his gesture.

“No!” You shouted, before fleeing his gaze, embarrassed by your own outburst. He smiled, head in his hand as he watched you fondly. He couldn't wait to tell Hyoga, as he knew it would probably fluster the said man.

“I mean, I was surprised but...it was soft and warm. It made me happy.” You whispered, and despite knowing that you shouldn't admit that, you couldn't stop yourself. “But, what about you? You didn't say anything back then...” You continued, too curious to not ask. Hyoga's act was undeniably intimate, and he did it despite Mozu being right there to witness it.

“Did it bother me? No, no it didn't.” He replied casually, much to your surprise. But he didn't let you the time to express your confusion, as he continued,

“Hyoga isn't used to get close to people. I wasn't used to it, either. People didn't interest me, and I found my entertainment in picking fights and sleeping with women after women.” So your first impression was right after all. He was a womanizer, or at least, he used to be. “But you could say that I picked the wrong guy when I decided to challenge Hyoga. He was the first one to put me in my place.” You couldn't help but snicker, heart a little bit lighter at his confession.

“You look like someone who would enjoy that.” You pointed out, snorting again when Mozu looked back at you, faking annoyance.

“Maybe you're right since I ended up with him.” He admitted, an amused smile on his lips. “So, seeing him close to you didn't bother me, no. I'm glad he could open up to someone else than me.” Mozu finished, voice so sincere for once that you couldn't think of a reply. You slowly nodded, thanking him for his answer.

And as you were about to leave, Mozu stopped you again. However, this time it left you speechless, making your heart race once again as he stroked your cheek the same way as Hyoga did before. As you watched him with wide eyes, out of breath, Mozu understood.

“And now, did it bother you?” He asked teasingly, but you couldn't say anything, couldn't muster a suitable answer. He could feel your skin warm up under his touch, and with his thumb, he started to slowly trace the curve of your cheekbone.

And in an instant, the warmness of his touch faded as he pulled it back, making you want to lean in it once more. But you didn't.

“Well, I'm letting you go for real this time.” He joked, nodding towards your apartment block. Mindlessly, you got out of his car, waving him goodbye as he drove away, screaming “see you tomorrow, cutie!” by his window.

Collapsing on your bed, and head buried in your pillows, you wondered how you could have fallen asleep after...this. Your mind was racing, as well as your heart, and you couldn't help but think about Hyoga and Mozu's touch again, again and again. Why did you have to fall for them? Why did these stupid feelings have to make everything harder? You groaned, eyes tightly closed as you desperately tried to think of anything else.

The soft ping! of your phone made you sit up reluctantly. Your friend was probably messaging you to ask about your day, but you couldn't bear yourself to answer them. However, as you unlocked your phone, you blinked as the name “Hyoga” appeared on your screen.

From: Hyoga

To: (Y/n)

Did Mozu drive you home?

Your fingers hovered over your keyboard. You knew you should reply with a simple “yes”, before throwing your phone at the other side of the room.

From: (Y/n)

To: Hyoga

Yes, I'm home safe and sound. Was practice okay?

But of course, you didn't do that. You sighed, disappointed in your lack of determination. Because despite everything, you still wanted to talk to him. To talk to them.

From: Hyoga

To: (Y/n)

As usual. I would have liked to stay with you a little more, though.

Oh.

Did he have to say that? You hated how it made you burst with joy, how you couldn't help from smiling as you read his message over and over again.

(Senku, Ryusui, Ukyo, Tsukasa, Kohaku, Magma, Mozu, Hyoga, Sai and Yo fighting in the background to be the one that holds Gen.)

It's Mozu's turn to spin and it lands on Gen. Mozu is ecstatic, this is his chance. Tsukasa though who is beside Gen (Senku is on Gen's other side lmao) bangs his fist on the floor making it turn to him.

Senku: oh looks like it's actually pointing to Tsukasa.

Tsukasa smirking and messing with Mozu: pucker up.

Senku now owes Tsukasa big time and Mozu is well he's still him unfortunately.

Stanley: Make his dick hard not his life.

Mozu: Break her bed not her heart.

Ryusui: Play with her boobs (or his chest) not her (or his) feelings.

Gen: Get on his dick not his nerves.

Chelsea: *pours the remaining juice into her cup*