Chapter 5: The Moment

There was a huge difference between his surrounding five minutes ago, and his current surrounding. Ryohei has been meters away from the old apartment Yuki lived at, but he still could smell Yuki's pheromones. As if Yuki was still around, Ryohei sniffed in the lingering scent. The flowery kind of pheromone was his first experience to be able to detect someone else's smell. All these while he could only sense his own.

'Does that mean Yuki is my fated pair?'

Just by thinking of it made Ryohei excited. Even if it was not, he would make sure he would be Yuki's lover.

For the whole night, Yuki divulged literally everything about himself. Yuki was originally sold by his stepfather at a gay bar. However, after his secret was spilt, he became a prostitute and usually, he would serve rich arrogant businessmen. Yuki even admitted that his blindness was caused in an accident by a furious wife. The wife found out the husband cheated, thus she exploded by throwing a glass towards Yuki's face.

"I got plastic surgery for my face, but I never got replacement for my eyes," said Yuki calmly. He has reverted to his previous personality.

So the sexiness Yuki acted out was due to his so-called work. Ryohei was indeed touched and disappointed as he listened. His trust has not tormented, and he still could become someone Yuki could rely on.

"Then, do you ever get pregnant?"

Yuki shook his head, which relieved Ryohei alot. "I believe it's because I'm still a man in nature, hence the chance for me to get pregnant is extremely low. I don't get period or heat."

"So, the nice smell, how did you do it?"

"It came by itself. I guess it's my specialty," Yuki grinned ear to ear, as if he was proud of the trait mentioned.

Ryohei shook his head. He has arrived at the subway station. As he gazed at the arriving couch, he reminisced their moment being together. It was just a few hours, minus the accident and working hour. But he could feel the ticklish sensation in his heart.

Has Ryohei begun to have some fondness towards the same gender? He liked girls all these while, but he has never committed in a relationship. He did not really have the courage to confess. Moreover, he never got confessed too.

Nevertheless, what Yuki did was still fresh in his sight. The lewd Yuki was not what he expected from the moment he stepped into Yuki's house. Yuki's background revelation was unpredictable too. He was indeed relieved to know the real Yuki was a nice guy.

"How weird?"

Ryohei leant against the pole in the subway. He could not really focus to the view outside the window, so he crossed arms and ducked his head. While staying low, he smiled to himself.

"How can I get attracted to Yuki even though we just met today?"

Maybe that was what people called love at first sight. Yuki's smile, Yuki's soft voice, Yuki's slender limbs, Yuki's gentle touch, Yuki's politeness - none of them he could forget. It was as if Yuki was walking with him, and he navigated the blind directions.

Sadly, he did not get any other ways to keep in touch with Yuki. But, he got a bonus - he has already memorized where Yuki's house was. It meant he could visit Yuki at home whenever he wished for.

'What if...'

What if Ryohei witnessed something he should not? Yuki did not assure anything regarding his work. Yuki was still working as a male prostitute, but he had his own schedule. So during his off day, sometimes the customers themselves came to the house.

"Get a grip, Ryohei!"

Yuki must have trusted Ryohei too much that he told him basically everything. Did that mean he wanted Ryohei to know about him? Then did that also mean Yuki had mutual feeling towards him?

"It was how he survived. It was his source of income. You cannot really deject him just by that. It was his parent's fault for using him."

The subway stopped at Ryohei's destination. He hopped off and strode to his own house. At the same time, his mind kept on playing Yuki's images. The sound of Yuki's bells ringing in his ears. The soft voice Yuki possessed gently sipped into his eardrums.

Everything about Yuki was perfect to him, including the gender issue. It was not a big problem to have reproductive organs of both sexes, but he did not think of deceiving Yuki.

Yuki was so fragile. 'I want to protect him at all cost' came to his mind.

The door swung open. Ryohei switched on the lights and seconds after that, his whole living room lit up. He paced towards the sofa and landed on it. Staring at the blank ceiling, Ryohei lifted up his hand over his forehead.

"I never thought I'm a homo."

Ryohei rose from the sofa. He remembered his member got hard earlier. He was just lucky that he did not cum. But to soothe himself, he must take a shower.

The coldness of the water wetting his body was comprehended, but his pounding heart did not really agree to the stimulus. He still could feel the hotness gushing to his face, especially when he accidentally imagined Yuki's sexiness.

"I must be crazy."

Ryohei fetched his towel and dried his body up. Nothing much to reflect, hence he decided to go to sleep. He switched off the light and ensured himself comfort on the bed. Despite living alone, he was so keen when it came to house cosiness.

- Don't forget that you're working in the morning shift, Ryohei. The store will open as usual -

The message from Niji Bookstore's manager accosted him. Ryohei just read the chat from the notification bar, and undoubtedly swiped it away. He laid his head in the pillow, getting ready to pamper himself in the best time of the day - sleeping.

Ryohei turned his head to his left side. He ogled as he saw Yuki was lying at that side. Soft snores could be heard and the waving chest indicated Yuki was sleeping soundly. Ryohei took out his hand under his blanket, slowly motioned to ruffle Yuki's hair. Right when the fingers touched the hair strands, Yuki disappeared from his sight.

Ryohei grunted at his own silliness. Never ever he fooled himself with an imagination. Believing he lacked of rest, he tucked his blanket up over his head and forced his eyes to sleep.