Crime

In the coffee shop, the warmth is flowing slowly in the air with the light and soft music, and the cup of hot cocoa on the table in front of you is also transpiring a rich and mellow taste in the creamy and sweet smell in the air.

"Drink it warm," Gakupo pushed the cup in front of him, "It's cold in winter, you should eat less cold food, I remember your stomach is not very good."

Kaito kept looking out the window without saying a word.

Sensing that he didn't want to talk to him, Gakupo said, "Actually, you're still resenting me, aren't you?"

He saw Kaito's face change slightly, but he still didn't speak in the end.

As long as he knows that he still has a little hatred for himself in his heart, then everything is still possible. If there is no resentment, it means that he is really disappointed, and then everything will really be over.

"I'm not here to make excuses or anything, I know, you're smart, I don't have to lie to you," Gakupo said, "I said 'it was just for fun with you', right? Must I say something about that if--"

Gakupo looked at him: "It's true."

Kaito's hands were clenched under the table, the knuckles turning slightly white.

"At that time, I had just taken over the company, and I was also trying to attract new artists. Later, I also took student information from related departments of several colleges," Gakupo said, "I had the impression that you were in it, but that was not the case. The reason I met you."

"At that time, there were a lot of things at hand, and it was very troublesome. At that time, I was not stable enough, so that I even gave up on myself later. Just like you didn't believe my identity at the time, thinking about it now, I am very surprised How could I degenerate to go to that kind of drunken street bar," Gakupo looked at him, "but in the dirtiest place, I heard such a clean and clear voice."

The person in front of him remained silent, quietly waiting for his next words.

"Your appearance is very attractive, I have to admit it, but I also believe that it caused you a lot of trouble at the time," Gakupo said, "You look like a pure student, but every night you are in that Like a nightclub, you should know what that means."

"After seeing you reject those people, I began to think that you are a bit special. After all, no matter how good you sing, even if you sing there for one night, how much money can you earn?" Speaking of this, he laughed at himself He smiled softly, "Yes, the kind of thinking I had at the time was indeed quite dirty, but there is indeed no shortage of such boys in the bar."

"But I didn't expect that you are really so clean," Gakupo looked up at him, "but you were also dirty by me."

Kaito finally looked away from the window, turned to look at him, there seemed to be something dark in his calm eyes.

"That year, your 19th birthday was five months away," Gakupo said, "I remember it all."

Kaito took a deep breath, lowered his head, and finally said: "Why are you telling me these things now?"

"Keep you," Gakupo replied without hesitation, "more precisely, I want to keep you."

As always with a strong attitude - Kaito turned his head to the side and gritted his teeth lightly - but he was always powerless in front of him like this.

"When you signed your name that day, you said you didn't care, but you actually paid attention, right?" Gakupo leaned forward slightly, "Was your feeling at that time, despair or hope?"

Kaito opened his mouth and was silent for a while before saying, "I'm just not stupid enough to lose my body and lose this opportunity again."

"Yes, you worked really hard after that, and I can see that it is absolutely impossible for you to get to where you are today, just by relying on your company." Feeling his anger, Gakupo smiled, "At that time, you It’s really like trying your best.”

Kaito looked up at him, but fell silent again.

"It should be the third year of your debut. At that time, you were not very famous, but every time you had the opportunity to go on stage, you would spare no effort to work hard," he said. Serious injury."

Speaking of this, Gakupo looked at him: "Did something happen during the backstage training? But you actually asked for a block shot and insisted on going on stage. I was surprised when I found out about this."

He used to think that no one knew about it. Kaito closed his eyes and leaned back in the seat - he panicked.

"I know far more than you think, if you want to hear, I can tell more about you," Gakupo smiled, "Yes, my cynical look was pretty bad, but for you, I But it's getting deeper and deeper."

Kaito suddenly opened his eyes and looked at him, his face changed slightly, but he was still restraining himself.

"Actually, with your later strength, you can no longer rely on me," Gakupo looked at him with a tenderness that had never been seen in his eyes, "but you never left."

what happened? Kaito sat back, and the emotion in his heart that he thought had been exhausted suddenly warmed up slightly as if he had gained something suddenly.

"Then what are all these years?" Kaito asked, "I'd rather believe it's just my wishful thinking..."

"You're never wishful thinking." Gakupo interrupted him and said firmly.

There was silence between the two of them again, but the atmosphere was no longer as cold as before.

"Although I am not qualified to say such things now, I was indeed too young at that time, and I did a lot of wrong things in a moment of arrogance. You were right at the time, despicable, indeed very despicable, I have been using The worst way to maintain a relationship with you," Gakupo said, "When I realized it, I was already about to lose you."

When did it start?Obviously no one has said it out loud, and obviously no one has faced it squarely, but the unknown affection has quietly sprouted and taken root in the bottom of my heart.

Strange, really... so strange...

"Don't go, promise me, don't go," Gakupo leaned closer to him again, "Stay with me, okay?"

The person in front of him once took everything from him without any resistance.

Kaito leaned back in a panic, but he couldn't move any further.

But now, I want to give everything to him willingly.

Is it unbearable that I yearn to do this from the bottom of my heart, or do I really have feelings for him?

Kaito lowered his eyes uneasily, his heart was in a mess, but the hands that had been clenched tightly were bloodless.

"Give me your hand." As if aware of it, Gakupo suddenly held out his hand to him.

Accustomed to his commanding tone, Kaito subconsciously stretched out his hand, and then reacted and wanted to pull it back, but his hands were already tightly grasped by the other party.

"It's so cool." Despite saying that, Gakupo didn't intend to let him go at all.

Kaito's hands were a little smaller than his, and he easily wrapped the opponent's hands tightly in his own.

The long-lost warmth came from his hands, flowing along the blood bit by bit, and his heart couldn't help but start to melt in the warmth that was almost conquering the city.

"Kaito," the man called out his name so tenderly in front of him this time, "I caught you this time, I really don't want to let go again."

The sky outside the window was still overcast, but crystal snowflakes had already begun to float.

Kaito finally raised his head to look at each other——

"You win," he said, "take me away."

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END...it's strange!This is TBC~(☆???)