Forget Me Not (Final Chapter)
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And now we come to the ending. Minna, Thank you for reading until the last part. At first, I have actually written this with a very detailed smut scene but I decided to remove that part to preserve the romantic and sweet atmosphere between the lovers.
Don't you guys worry, the fluff is still in the air as promised.
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"How do you do it?"
Mao stopped from writing down notes on his reviewer to look at his friend and classmate Micah who has been wallowing in misery since they started studying for an upcoming test here in a small but cozy coffee shop opposite their academy in Lower East Side.
"Do what?"
"The long-distance thing." Micah pouted. "You haven't been listening."
Mao chuckled. "Didn't we come here to review for the test? You should take this seriously."
"Sometimes I forget you're Asian." Micah deadpanned.
Mao continued with his reviewing. "Studying abroad is expensive so we have to study harder. It would be a shame to go back home with terrible grades."
"As if money is a problem for you." Micah took a sip of her latte. "Your boyfriend is an actor. He must be earning tons of won."
Mao sighed patiently. "Firstly, it's yen, not won. Secondly, my boyfriend is not a benefactor. Thirdly, what are you whining about anyway?"
"Jacob didn't call me last night." Micah blurted.
"And why is that a problem?" Mao cocked his eyebrow.
"Because he always calls me but last night he didn't. He must be getting tired of me!"
"Ah, I think so too."
Micah's eyes widened. "What-"
"I was kidding," Mao chuckled. "Just because your boyfriend didn't call you once it already means he's getting tired of you. Maybe he's just busy."
"But-"
"And why are you waiting for him to call you? Why don't you call him instead?"
Micah's eyes rounded in realization. "He has always been the one to call first..." her voice faded shyly.
"Aren't relationships supposed to be dual-sided?" Mao scolded.
Micah bit her lip at this. "I'll give him a call when I get home." She decided.
"Good. Now, start reviewing your notes." Mao took a sip of his own coffee before returning to his own notes.
"Maybe this is why your relationship is so strong despite the distance." Micah stated fondly, staring at the young Japanese man. "You think maturely."
Mao smiled, remembering his older boyfriend. "I'm not as mature as he is though. Sometimes I get angry because of trivial matters too but he always tries to understand. I learn many important things about relationship because of him."
"Awww, so cute..."
Mao's cheeks turned pink at Micah's teasing. "C'mon, start studying so we can go home ealier."
"Yes professor!" Micah saluted.
As Micah started opening her book, Mao couldn't help but feel sad.
Like Micah's situation, his boyfriend didn't call him this morning too. What's worse is he hasn't called this week at all. And Mao may have advised Micah to be the first to make a call but he actually doesn't have the courage to follow his own advice.
Daisuke's probably too busy with preparations for his new TV drama, Mao thought. This is a huge break for his boyfriend so he's been taking it seriously.
The past months were not as bad as this. When they planned for their future, it was Daisuke who suggested that he go back to New York to continue his studies. He said that he would support Mao and his dreams in life.
They endured the distance and the time difference. Daisuke would stay up until late at night in Japan just to skype with him once a week and he'd call everyday before going to bed when he doesn't have a late night shooting or taping just to hear his voice and wish him a good day.
Mao, on the other hand, quit his shopping addiction to save money for plane tickets during holidays. He also recently got a part-time job in a furniture store to help him save more.
Those months passed by with minimal problems. They both knew how much they love and treasure each other.
"Mao, hey!"
Mao blinked back to the present situation when he noticed Micah's hand waving in front of his face.
"You're spacing out." Micah pointed out.
"Ah, I'm probably just tired with all these reviewing since last night."
Micah frowned. "I think we should head home now. It's getting late anyway."
Mao nodded, thinking of a hot bubble bath in his apartment.
They gathered their things together before going out of the cafe, the cool June air making them both sigh contentedly.
"I hope he's at his house already so we can talk longer." Micah sighed dreamily as they exited the elevator on the 18th floor of their apartment building. Micah lives a few doors after Mao's place. One of the reasons they became friends is when they realized one morning that they're not only classmates in some subjects but they're also living in the same building.
"Just don't nag him immediately after hearing his voice." Mao adviced.
"What do you mean by that? I'm not a nag-" Micah was suddenly stopped when she noticed a man slumped in front of Mao's apartment. "Oh my god Mao! There's a man in front of your door!"
Mao's eyes widened at the sight. He felt as if his heart stopped beating.
The man seemed to feel their presence because he slowly opened his eyes and started stretching his long arms. He turned to them afterwards with a megawatt smile on his face.
"Hi Mao! What took you so long?"
Mao almost flew towards Daisuke, making the latter stagger a bit backwards. He wrapped his arms around his boyfriend's torso, inhaling his musky scent that he has missed too much.
"Oh god! You're real! Daichan, it's really you!"
Daisuke chuckled, wrapping his own arms around Mao tightly. "Why are you so surprised? I told you we'll spend your birthday together."
"But- but I thought you meant skyping again." Mao sniffled. He buried his face in the older man's chest. "And you didn't call me at all this week!"
"I'm sorry Mao. I had to finish all my commitments to be able to get a week off from work."
Mao raised his head to finally look him in the eyes. "You did that just so you could come here?"
Daisuke nodded, smiling softly. "Anything for my one and only."
They stared at each other lovingly, their eyes magnetizing each other.
Unable to endure anymore, Micah cleared her throat.
Remembering his friend and feeling embarrassed at the same time, Mao broke away from Daisuke's arms.
"Oh no, no, no! Don't break apart! I'm just going to excuse myself." Micah exclaimed.
"Ano... this is Daichan, the one I told you about." Mao introduced. He turned towards his boyfriend, changing into nihonggo. "This is my friend, Micah. She's also a classmate of mine."
Daisuke bowed towards the young woman. "My name's Daisuke. Yoroshiku!"
Micah smiled nervously. "I'm Micah. Nice to meet you." She then turned back to Mao. "Your boyfriend is super hot! You're so lucky!"
Mao giggled at this. "He's gonna brag about that again."
"Anyway, I'm gonna leave the two of you now. I really need to call my boyfriend after watching the two of you eye-fuck each other." With that, she waved goodbye at Daisuke before walking away , her last words making Mao's face turn all red.
"What did she say?" Daisuke asked, curious as to why Mao suddenly blushed.
"N-nothing. Just crazy words. Anyway, let's go inside. I'll show you my room! Do you remember that walk-in closet I told you before?"
As soon as Mao showed Daisuke his bedroom, the latter immediately tackled his boyfriend onto the bed, kissing him deeply and roaming his hands all over his body.
Being Japanese doesn't mean they have weird, out of this world sex all the time when they're together. The truth is Daisuke is really a gentleman and Mao may have perverted fantasies but he's still shy in bed. More importantly, they've decided to take things slowly but surely.
"How were you able to enter this building? The receptionists here are quite strict." Mao wondered as they lounged in his bath tub, with Daisuke cuddling him from behind.
The latter blew some bubbles in Mao's flawless back, smiling to himself like a young boy. "One of the tenants here is an old Japanese couple. I begged, showed our pictures together and they were moved by my great love for you." Daisuke proudly narrated.
"You could've just waited for me in the lounge area."
"I wanted to surprise you, you know. But when I came here, I realized you weren't home yet so I just decided to wait for you here." Daisuke kissed the back of his neck sweetly.
"You're stupid sometimes..." Mao feigned irritation, moving away from Daisuke's body.
Daisuke quickly wrapped his arms around Mao's torso to keep him in place, knowing him all too well. "Hey, hey, what's wrong Mao?"
Mao stayed silent but he let himself be hugged by the older man closer. He slid lower against his body, resting his head on Daisuke's chest.
"What if there was someone here who knows who you are? What if the couple you talked to recognized you and decide to tell some reporter back in Japan? That could ruin your career..."
"Sometimes I wonder why you even think about strange things when we're together." Daisuke sighed. "Maybe I need to exert more effort." He reached between Mao's legs and started fisting the hardening member there.
Mao could only gasp and lose himself to the blissful feeling while Daisuke made him all putty in his hands.
Daichan, do you have the slightest idea how much I care about you?
After Mao's important test the next day, the couple decided to spend the rest of the day in a family park. Mao explained how Japanese students don't usually come here so it would be safe for them to be together.
Currently they are sitting side by side on the grassy ground, enjoying the not so sunny afternoon and the private moment they can enjoy outdoors.
"Your hair grew longer again..." Mao reached his hand out to touch Daisuke's hair, which he let loose today.
"Hmmm... I have to wear it longer for the TV show." The older man turned to look at him properly.
"I like it long. You look gorgeous." Mao whispered.
"Not as gorgeous as you though."
"Stop it. You're gonna turn this again into a battle of confessions." Mao hushed.
Daisuke chuckled to himself. "You know me too well."
Mao twirled his fingers into his boyfriend's hair strands. He was suddenly struck by an urge to kiss him senseless. He bit his lip and moved his hand away but Daisuke caught his wrist back, holding it tightly.
"You can kiss me, you know."
Mao's eyes widened. "I-I..."
Daisuke closed his eyes for him. "I'm waiting..." he breathed out.
Mao's heartbeat started to quicken. He glanced around them but everyone seems to be busy with their own activities. Gingerly, he moved his head towards Daisuke, gulping as their faces came closer. Tentatively, he touched his lips to the older man's lips, the softness inviting him to delve deeper.
Daisuke did him a favor by opening his mouth slightly, causing their lips to lock completely.
This isn't their first time to kiss but Mao feels like it is. Butterflies danced in his belly and his toes tingled. He raised his hand to touch Daisuke's cheek and draw his head closer. The older man just let him do what he pleases. This feels new to him since they are outside, with other people just a few feet away. It feels liberating and exciting at the same time.
Their kiss was broken when a thunder erupted followed by a lightning and small drops of rain. Mao fell stunned and rooted to his spot. The people around started walking away to find shelter from the coming rain, some of them passing by and looking at the Japanese couple curiously. Pale-faced and trembling, Mao stood abruptly and started running away. Daisuke ran after him worriedly. He caught him by the arm and pulled him to a stop.
Mao is breathing raggedly and he refuses to look at the older man's face.
"Mao, what's wrong? Why did you suddenly run like that?" Daisuke shook his shoulders carefully.
Mao started sobbing silently. Daisuke encircled his arm on his shoulders.
"Let's find a shed first, okay? It looks like it will rain really hard." He then led the younger man away from the park and towards a nearby chapel that caught his eye.
They stayed on the porch, with the rain pouring heavier around them.
Mao's sobs subsided a little but Daisuke is still worried. He hugged his boyfriend closer.
"What is it? Why did you suddenly run away?"
Mao sniffled. "I shouldn't have... We shouldn't have done that. What if people saw us? How could I be stupid like that?" His sobs returned, making him quiver.
Daisuke finally understood, remembering the blaring thunder and the lightning that followed it. It must have jarred Mao's thoughts.
"I'm sorry, I didn't notice how you've been worrying about this." Daisuke lamented, realizing what's eating Mao's heart out. "Wanting to protect me, you are sacrificing your desires."
Mao buried his head closer to Daisuke's chest. "I don't want you to lose what's important to you."
"Do you not know, Mao that you are what's important to me? Have I not made you feel that?"
Mao bowed his head. "I do feel that. But I also know how much you love acting. How it makes you happy and fulfilled. I can't take that away from you."
"Mao..." Daisuke held his chin and lifted it gently. "I love you." He captured his boyfriend's lips and kissed them fervently, wanting to pour out every feeling he has in his heart for this beautiful young man.
Mao's eyes are shining when they broke the kiss.
"I've dreamt countless times about marrying you in a chapel like this. I never stopped dreaming that one day, the world will accept the love that we have, that one day my parents will realize how you're the only one for me." Daisuke confessed. "And so each day, I try my best to make each of these dreams reachable. There are times that my resolve weakens and I feel hopeless but when I think about how wonderfully brave you are, I feel stronger again." Daisuke cupped Mao's face with both of his hands. "I might not be able to reach those dreams and we might need to hide our relationship forever but please promise me, Mao, that you'll never hide yourself from me. That you'll always be beside me, fighting for our love."
Mao nodded solemnly. He tilted his head to savor the kiss that Daisuke proffered, accepting the love that came with it as well as the commitment and promise to love each other forever.
"Wow, how can you be so lucky like this?" Micah commented as she and Mao watched Daisuke move around the tiny kitchen.
"Sexy, handsome and a great cook! What more can you ask?" She continued, smiling at the guy who sometimes glances their way. Although Micah has a feeling, his eyes look at Mao only.
Mao just smiled shyly. It's his birthday today and they decided to prepare a nice dinner for him, with Daisuke cooking and Micah helping around.
"This is my best birthday so far." He happily stated.
"He'll be leaving tomorrow, right? You should be spending all the time you've got together. You didn't have to invite me here. I would understand, really." Micah open-mindedly said.
"Micah, I want to be with my friends too on my special day. Besides," Mao blushed a little "We have the rest of the night for each other."
Micah bumped him lightly. "Who says Mao is a naive boy?"
Mao bumped her back. "I'm not as naive as everybody thinks, okay? I'm a grownup man."
Micah laughed hard at this, making Daisuke glance at them again. Mao could only smile at him with wide eyes.
The dinner turned out well and they all helped cleaning up afterwards.
As the night progressed and the couple's light touches get more lingering, Micah decided it's about time to leave. She handed Mao a small birthday package before bolting out, mentally congratulating herself for surviving the sexual tension those two emitted.
Mao excitedly opened the small package after Micah left, his eyebrows knotting at its content.
"What's this?"
It looks like a bullet, small and metal, with a switch on the side.
Daisuke reached over to peek, his eyes widening upon seeing it. He doubled over laughing when he saw Mao's confused face.
"What's funny, mister?" Mao frowned even more.
"You don't have any idea about what that could be?"
Mao shook his head.
"That's a bullet vibrator, Mao. It's used to stimulate your-"
"STOP!" Mao covered his ears, afraid to hear more than what he needs to.
Daisuke pried his hands off his ears. "You don't have to be shy Mao." He smiled teasingly. "That's completely normal especially for people whose lovers are far away."
"Normal? So that means, you have something like this, too?" He asked with wide eyes.
"No, I don't have. Looking at your picture and hearing your sexy voice is enough."
Mao's face turned all red at this.
"Then, I don't need this too." He put the bullet back into the box.
"True." Daisuke nodded "That's nothing compared to what I've got." He stated proudly.
Embarrassed, Mao choked beside him.
Daisuke leaned over and whispered, "And now, for my gift..."
They ended up doing it repeatedly until the wee hours of the morning. Mao lay, completely spent in Daisuke's arms. His back is starting to feel the after effects of their passionate lovemaking but he savored them, thinking to himself that he won't see his boyfriend for a long time again.
"You're still awake?" Daisuke asked, tracing his fingers on Mao's hipbone. "You should sleep. Your hips will surely hurt like hell tomorrow."
Mao shook his head. "I want to be awake while you're still here."
Daisuke kissed his cheek lovingly. "I'll visit again when I get another long vacation, promise."
"Me too. Or we can go on a trip together. Somewhere more secluded." Mao mused.
Daisuke smiled. "We can go to Africa or South Pole."
Mao pinched him on the waist.
"Ouch! Yo'ure getting more violent, huh." He chuckled.
"That's only because you're a loser."
"Ah, lets see who's the loser here!" Daisuke hovered over Mao and without any warning started tickling his boyfriend's weak spots, making the younger man admit his defeat easily.
The days passed by quickly. Christmas is in the air again as people started with their year-end shopping plans.
Laying on his bed, Mao opened his skype to welcome the excited face of his boyfriend.
Daisuke visited again last October and they went on a trip to New Jersey together. With the coming Christmas holidays, Mao's academy will be closed for two weeks which means he can go back to Japan and spend more time with his family, friends and his beloved.
A year ago, his life as a student in New York was totally like hell since he didn't have any friends but now, as his English skills improved, he also started befriending many of his classmates. A year ago, he also thought that it's impossible for him to be loved back by his dream guy but that completely changed and now he's even skyping with the said dream guy.
His life here is not yet as easy and comfortable as he wants it to be but he's trying to be happier everyday. How can he not when there's someone who loves him deeply and treasures him completely?
As Daisuke raved and laughed about how Baba made a fool of himself in front of the camera again, Mao thought to himself,
There are times that my resolve weakens and I feel hopeless but when I think about how wonderfully brave you are, I feel stronger again.
And now we come to the ending. Minna, Thank you for reading until the last part. At first, I have actually written this with a very detailed smut scene but I decided to remove that part to preserve the romantic and sweet atmosphere between the lovers.
Don't you guys worry, the fluff is still in the air as promised.
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"How do you do it?"
Mao stopped from writing down notes on his reviewer to look at his friend and classmate Micah who has been wallowing in misery since they started studying for an upcoming test here in a small but cozy coffee shop opposite their academy in Lower East Side.
"Do what?"
"The long-distance thing." Micah pouted. "You haven't been listening."
Mao chuckled. "Didn't we come here to review for the test? You should take this seriously."
"Sometimes I forget you're Asian." Micah deadpanned.
Mao continued with his reviewing. "Studying abroad is expensive so we have to study harder. It would be a shame to go back home with terrible grades."
"As if money is a problem for you." Micah took a sip of her latte. "Your boyfriend is an actor. He must be earning tons of won."
Mao sighed patiently. "Firstly, it's yen, not won. Secondly, my boyfriend is not a benefactor. Thirdly, what are you whining about anyway?"
"Jacob didn't call me last night." Micah blurted.
"And why is that a problem?" Mao cocked his eyebrow.
"Because he always calls me but last night he didn't. He must be getting tired of me!"
"Ah, I think so too."
Micah's eyes widened. "What-"
"I was kidding," Mao chuckled. "Just because your boyfriend didn't call you once it already means he's getting tired of you. Maybe he's just busy."
"But-"
"And why are you waiting for him to call you? Why don't you call him instead?"
Micah's eyes rounded in realization. "He has always been the one to call first..." her voice faded shyly.
"Aren't relationships supposed to be dual-sided?" Mao scolded.
Micah bit her lip at this. "I'll give him a call when I get home." She decided.
"Good. Now, start reviewing your notes." Mao took a sip of his own coffee before returning to his own notes.
"Maybe this is why your relationship is so strong despite the distance." Micah stated fondly, staring at the young Japanese man. "You think maturely."
Mao smiled, remembering his older boyfriend. "I'm not as mature as he is though. Sometimes I get angry because of trivial matters too but he always tries to understand. I learn many important things about relationship because of him."
"Awww, so cute..."
Mao's cheeks turned pink at Micah's teasing. "C'mon, start studying so we can go home ealier."
"Yes professor!" Micah saluted.
As Micah started opening her book, Mao couldn't help but feel sad.
Like Micah's situation, his boyfriend didn't call him this morning too. What's worse is he hasn't called this week at all. And Mao may have advised Micah to be the first to make a call but he actually doesn't have the courage to follow his own advice.
Daisuke's probably too busy with preparations for his new TV drama, Mao thought. This is a huge break for his boyfriend so he's been taking it seriously.
The past months were not as bad as this. When they planned for their future, it was Daisuke who suggested that he go back to New York to continue his studies. He said that he would support Mao and his dreams in life.
They endured the distance and the time difference. Daisuke would stay up until late at night in Japan just to skype with him once a week and he'd call everyday before going to bed when he doesn't have a late night shooting or taping just to hear his voice and wish him a good day.
Mao, on the other hand, quit his shopping addiction to save money for plane tickets during holidays. He also recently got a part-time job in a furniture store to help him save more.
Those months passed by with minimal problems. They both knew how much they love and treasure each other.
"Mao, hey!"
Mao blinked back to the present situation when he noticed Micah's hand waving in front of his face.
"You're spacing out." Micah pointed out.
"Ah, I'm probably just tired with all these reviewing since last night."
Micah frowned. "I think we should head home now. It's getting late anyway."
Mao nodded, thinking of a hot bubble bath in his apartment.
They gathered their things together before going out of the cafe, the cool June air making them both sigh contentedly.
"I hope he's at his house already so we can talk longer." Micah sighed dreamily as they exited the elevator on the 18th floor of their apartment building. Micah lives a few doors after Mao's place. One of the reasons they became friends is when they realized one morning that they're not only classmates in some subjects but they're also living in the same building.
"Just don't nag him immediately after hearing his voice." Mao adviced.
"What do you mean by that? I'm not a nag-" Micah was suddenly stopped when she noticed a man slumped in front of Mao's apartment. "Oh my god Mao! There's a man in front of your door!"
Mao's eyes widened at the sight. He felt as if his heart stopped beating.
The man seemed to feel their presence because he slowly opened his eyes and started stretching his long arms. He turned to them afterwards with a megawatt smile on his face.
"Hi Mao! What took you so long?"
Mao almost flew towards Daisuke, making the latter stagger a bit backwards. He wrapped his arms around his boyfriend's torso, inhaling his musky scent that he has missed too much.
"Oh god! You're real! Daichan, it's really you!"
Daisuke chuckled, wrapping his own arms around Mao tightly. "Why are you so surprised? I told you we'll spend your birthday together."
"But- but I thought you meant skyping again." Mao sniffled. He buried his face in the older man's chest. "And you didn't call me at all this week!"
"I'm sorry Mao. I had to finish all my commitments to be able to get a week off from work."
Mao raised his head to finally look him in the eyes. "You did that just so you could come here?"
Daisuke nodded, smiling softly. "Anything for my one and only."
They stared at each other lovingly, their eyes magnetizing each other.
Unable to endure anymore, Micah cleared her throat.
Remembering his friend and feeling embarrassed at the same time, Mao broke away from Daisuke's arms.
"Oh no, no, no! Don't break apart! I'm just going to excuse myself." Micah exclaimed.
"Ano... this is Daichan, the one I told you about." Mao introduced. He turned towards his boyfriend, changing into nihonggo. "This is my friend, Micah. She's also a classmate of mine."
Daisuke bowed towards the young woman. "My name's Daisuke. Yoroshiku!"
Micah smiled nervously. "I'm Micah. Nice to meet you." She then turned back to Mao. "Your boyfriend is super hot! You're so lucky!"
Mao giggled at this. "He's gonna brag about that again."
"Anyway, I'm gonna leave the two of you now. I really need to call my boyfriend after watching the two of you eye-fuck each other." With that, she waved goodbye at Daisuke before walking away , her last words making Mao's face turn all red.
"What did she say?" Daisuke asked, curious as to why Mao suddenly blushed.
"N-nothing. Just crazy words. Anyway, let's go inside. I'll show you my room! Do you remember that walk-in closet I told you before?"
As soon as Mao showed Daisuke his bedroom, the latter immediately tackled his boyfriend onto the bed, kissing him deeply and roaming his hands all over his body.
Being Japanese doesn't mean they have weird, out of this world sex all the time when they're together. The truth is Daisuke is really a gentleman and Mao may have perverted fantasies but he's still shy in bed. More importantly, they've decided to take things slowly but surely.
"How were you able to enter this building? The receptionists here are quite strict." Mao wondered as they lounged in his bath tub, with Daisuke cuddling him from behind.
The latter blew some bubbles in Mao's flawless back, smiling to himself like a young boy. "One of the tenants here is an old Japanese couple. I begged, showed our pictures together and they were moved by my great love for you." Daisuke proudly narrated.
"You could've just waited for me in the lounge area."
"I wanted to surprise you, you know. But when I came here, I realized you weren't home yet so I just decided to wait for you here." Daisuke kissed the back of his neck sweetly.
"You're stupid sometimes..." Mao feigned irritation, moving away from Daisuke's body.
Daisuke quickly wrapped his arms around Mao's torso to keep him in place, knowing him all too well. "Hey, hey, what's wrong Mao?"
Mao stayed silent but he let himself be hugged by the older man closer. He slid lower against his body, resting his head on Daisuke's chest.
"What if there was someone here who knows who you are? What if the couple you talked to recognized you and decide to tell some reporter back in Japan? That could ruin your career..."
"Sometimes I wonder why you even think about strange things when we're together." Daisuke sighed. "Maybe I need to exert more effort." He reached between Mao's legs and started fisting the hardening member there.
Mao could only gasp and lose himself to the blissful feeling while Daisuke made him all putty in his hands.
Daichan, do you have the slightest idea how much I care about you?
After Mao's important test the next day, the couple decided to spend the rest of the day in a family park. Mao explained how Japanese students don't usually come here so it would be safe for them to be together.
Currently they are sitting side by side on the grassy ground, enjoying the not so sunny afternoon and the private moment they can enjoy outdoors.
"Your hair grew longer again..." Mao reached his hand out to touch Daisuke's hair, which he let loose today.
"Hmmm... I have to wear it longer for the TV show." The older man turned to look at him properly.
"I like it long. You look gorgeous." Mao whispered.
"Not as gorgeous as you though."
"Stop it. You're gonna turn this again into a battle of confessions." Mao hushed.
Daisuke chuckled to himself. "You know me too well."
Mao twirled his fingers into his boyfriend's hair strands. He was suddenly struck by an urge to kiss him senseless. He bit his lip and moved his hand away but Daisuke caught his wrist back, holding it tightly.
"You can kiss me, you know."
Mao's eyes widened. "I-I..."
Daisuke closed his eyes for him. "I'm waiting..." he breathed out.
Mao's heartbeat started to quicken. He glanced around them but everyone seems to be busy with their own activities. Gingerly, he moved his head towards Daisuke, gulping as their faces came closer. Tentatively, he touched his lips to the older man's lips, the softness inviting him to delve deeper.
Daisuke did him a favor by opening his mouth slightly, causing their lips to lock completely.
This isn't their first time to kiss but Mao feels like it is. Butterflies danced in his belly and his toes tingled. He raised his hand to touch Daisuke's cheek and draw his head closer. The older man just let him do what he pleases. This feels new to him since they are outside, with other people just a few feet away. It feels liberating and exciting at the same time.
Their kiss was broken when a thunder erupted followed by a lightning and small drops of rain. Mao fell stunned and rooted to his spot. The people around started walking away to find shelter from the coming rain, some of them passing by and looking at the Japanese couple curiously. Pale-faced and trembling, Mao stood abruptly and started running away. Daisuke ran after him worriedly. He caught him by the arm and pulled him to a stop.
Mao is breathing raggedly and he refuses to look at the older man's face.
"Mao, what's wrong? Why did you suddenly run like that?" Daisuke shook his shoulders carefully.
Mao started sobbing silently. Daisuke encircled his arm on his shoulders.
"Let's find a shed first, okay? It looks like it will rain really hard." He then led the younger man away from the park and towards a nearby chapel that caught his eye.
They stayed on the porch, with the rain pouring heavier around them.
Mao's sobs subsided a little but Daisuke is still worried. He hugged his boyfriend closer.
"What is it? Why did you suddenly run away?"
Mao sniffled. "I shouldn't have... We shouldn't have done that. What if people saw us? How could I be stupid like that?" His sobs returned, making him quiver.
Daisuke finally understood, remembering the blaring thunder and the lightning that followed it. It must have jarred Mao's thoughts.
"I'm sorry, I didn't notice how you've been worrying about this." Daisuke lamented, realizing what's eating Mao's heart out. "Wanting to protect me, you are sacrificing your desires."
Mao buried his head closer to Daisuke's chest. "I don't want you to lose what's important to you."
"Do you not know, Mao that you are what's important to me? Have I not made you feel that?"
Mao bowed his head. "I do feel that. But I also know how much you love acting. How it makes you happy and fulfilled. I can't take that away from you."
"Mao..." Daisuke held his chin and lifted it gently. "I love you." He captured his boyfriend's lips and kissed them fervently, wanting to pour out every feeling he has in his heart for this beautiful young man.
Mao's eyes are shining when they broke the kiss.
"I've dreamt countless times about marrying you in a chapel like this. I never stopped dreaming that one day, the world will accept the love that we have, that one day my parents will realize how you're the only one for me." Daisuke confessed. "And so each day, I try my best to make each of these dreams reachable. There are times that my resolve weakens and I feel hopeless but when I think about how wonderfully brave you are, I feel stronger again." Daisuke cupped Mao's face with both of his hands. "I might not be able to reach those dreams and we might need to hide our relationship forever but please promise me, Mao, that you'll never hide yourself from me. That you'll always be beside me, fighting for our love."
Mao nodded solemnly. He tilted his head to savor the kiss that Daisuke proffered, accepting the love that came with it as well as the commitment and promise to love each other forever.
"Wow, how can you be so lucky like this?" Micah commented as she and Mao watched Daisuke move around the tiny kitchen.
"Sexy, handsome and a great cook! What more can you ask?" She continued, smiling at the guy who sometimes glances their way. Although Micah has a feeling, his eyes look at Mao only.
Mao just smiled shyly. It's his birthday today and they decided to prepare a nice dinner for him, with Daisuke cooking and Micah helping around.
"This is my best birthday so far." He happily stated.
"He'll be leaving tomorrow, right? You should be spending all the time you've got together. You didn't have to invite me here. I would understand, really." Micah open-mindedly said.
"Micah, I want to be with my friends too on my special day. Besides," Mao blushed a little "We have the rest of the night for each other."
Micah bumped him lightly. "Who says Mao is a naive boy?"
Mao bumped her back. "I'm not as naive as everybody thinks, okay? I'm a grownup man."
Micah laughed hard at this, making Daisuke glance at them again. Mao could only smile at him with wide eyes.
The dinner turned out well and they all helped cleaning up afterwards.
As the night progressed and the couple's light touches get more lingering, Micah decided it's about time to leave. She handed Mao a small birthday package before bolting out, mentally congratulating herself for surviving the sexual tension those two emitted.
Mao excitedly opened the small package after Micah left, his eyebrows knotting at its content.
"What's this?"
It looks like a bullet, small and metal, with a switch on the side.
Daisuke reached over to peek, his eyes widening upon seeing it. He doubled over laughing when he saw Mao's confused face.
"What's funny, mister?" Mao frowned even more.
"You don't have any idea about what that could be?"
Mao shook his head.
"That's a bullet vibrator, Mao. It's used to stimulate your-"
"STOP!" Mao covered his ears, afraid to hear more than what he needs to.
Daisuke pried his hands off his ears. "You don't have to be shy Mao." He smiled teasingly. "That's completely normal especially for people whose lovers are far away."
"Normal? So that means, you have something like this, too?" He asked with wide eyes.
"No, I don't have. Looking at your picture and hearing your sexy voice is enough."
Mao's face turned all red at this.
"Then, I don't need this too." He put the bullet back into the box.
"True." Daisuke nodded "That's nothing compared to what I've got." He stated proudly.
Embarrassed, Mao choked beside him.
Daisuke leaned over and whispered, "And now, for my gift..."
They ended up doing it repeatedly until the wee hours of the morning. Mao lay, completely spent in Daisuke's arms. His back is starting to feel the after effects of their passionate lovemaking but he savored them, thinking to himself that he won't see his boyfriend for a long time again.
"You're still awake?" Daisuke asked, tracing his fingers on Mao's hipbone. "You should sleep. Your hips will surely hurt like hell tomorrow."
Mao shook his head. "I want to be awake while you're still here."
Daisuke kissed his cheek lovingly. "I'll visit again when I get another long vacation, promise."
"Me too. Or we can go on a trip together. Somewhere more secluded." Mao mused.
Daisuke smiled. "We can go to Africa or South Pole."
Mao pinched him on the waist.
"Ouch! Yo'ure getting more violent, huh." He chuckled.
"That's only because you're a loser."
"Ah, lets see who's the loser here!" Daisuke hovered over Mao and without any warning started tickling his boyfriend's weak spots, making the younger man admit his defeat easily.
The days passed by quickly. Christmas is in the air again as people started with their year-end shopping plans.
Laying on his bed, Mao opened his skype to welcome the excited face of his boyfriend.
Daisuke visited again last October and they went on a trip to New Jersey together. With the coming Christmas holidays, Mao's academy will be closed for two weeks which means he can go back to Japan and spend more time with his family, friends and his beloved.
A year ago, his life as a student in New York was totally like hell since he didn't have any friends but now, as his English skills improved, he also started befriending many of his classmates. A year ago, he also thought that it's impossible for him to be loved back by his dream guy but that completely changed and now he's even skyping with the said dream guy.
His life here is not yet as easy and comfortable as he wants it to be but he's trying to be happier everyday. How can he not when there's someone who loves him deeply and treasures him completely?
As Daisuke raved and laughed about how Baba made a fool of himself in front of the camera again, Mao thought to himself,
There are times that my resolve weakens and I feel hopeless but when I think about how wonderfully brave you are, I feel stronger again.
