He blinked.
His head hurt.
His forehead specifically.
He heard some voices.
He blinked once again.
His nose also hurt. And it was bleeding a little.
He touched his nose. Yes, he was right. It was bleeding.
Only then he realised that he's laying down. On the cold floor and he's going to catch a cold, if he doesn't get up.
"Reiya!" he heard and turned around towards the voice.
An was leaning over him. Yusuke was standing against the wall and looking at them with a grumpy face.
"Is he alive?" asked Yusuke.
An nodded.
"So help him get up, because he's paiting the floor with his blood" murmured Yusuke and came back to his rehearsal room.
"What's with him?" asked Reiya, sitting up. "And what happened?"
"Tomo hit you with the door" explained An, putting a tissue on Reiya's nose. "You blacked out for a moment, I think."
"Yeah, you're right" said Reiya, letting him wipe his face from blood. "Was I out for long?"
"Maybe a few second" replied An.
"Where's Tomo, by the way?"
"He went to the social room to get some ice" replied An and in that moment Tomo came back with a bag of ice.
"Here" he said, giving it to An. "Reiya, I'm sorry, I didn't want to, I didn't know that you were so close to the door..."
"I'm okay, don't worry" said Reiya, touching his nose. "See? It's not broken."
"Good, you wouldn't be so handsome otherwise" An laughed, pressing a bag of ice to Reiya's face.
"Heh" Reiya tried pretending to laugh, but failed completely.
He got up, leaning against the wall and on An's shoulder. Muscular shoulder, even if An was a little chubby.
An was made from opposities. His delicate features contrasted with his low, masculine voice. He was short, but strong. He often pretended to be serious, but he wasn't at all. He used to narrow his big, pretty eyes just to seem more menacing. It didn't work. He looked more like a rebellious kid.
Six years younger than Reiya. Twenty centimeters shorter than him. More childish and not serious at all.
Maybe that was the reason, why Reiya loved him. Maybe he was smacked by that door, because he got distracted by An.
He would do anything about his feelings, if he didn't promise himself that he's not going to date bandmates again. He and Haru broke up and Roji and Kazuki's relationship ended with a total catastrophe. Maybe if he didn't intervene... Oh, nevermind that, he couldn't change the past.
He was thirty three already. He knew, how to stop himself from kissing An's ideally shaped lips.
"Gods, Reiya, are you okay?" asked Haru, when they walked into the rehearsal room.
Kazuki looked up and mumbled that Reiya's nose matches his mood this day. Or something like that. Reiya didn't understand clearly, because his brother said it with his typical quiet, sleepy voice.
"It's nothing, I was just hit by the door" replied Reiya, standing in front of the mirror.
He didn't look so bad.
"Here" An gave him a wet napkin.
Reiya wiped his face and sighed.
"You should go home" said Haru. "Or visit a doctor and make sure you don't have a concussion."
"I'm okay, I just got hit by the door" replied Reiya.
"But it's probably your fault, after all" Haru shrugged.
"I didn't hit myself, it was Tomo" Reiya glared at him.
"But" Haru leaned on him "you came here with An. So it's your fault, both his and yours. You stared at him for too long and lost contact with the reality, am I right?"
...did Haru really notice?
"You know that relationships in the same band aren't the best idea" replied Reiya. "It's going to end faster than you think."
"Why do you think so?" asked Haru. "Have you tried with anyone else, besides me?"
"No, but Roji and Kazuki tried and you know very well, how it ended" Reiya was already a little tired of Haru's bullshit.
"If you think so" Haru shrugged. "I just wanted to help."
Reiya sighed. Maybe Haru was right? Maybe he should give An and himself a chance?
He looked at the tissue, still covered with his blood.
He knew well that it was the reason, why he hit that stupid door. The reason was named Antoki Nonan and he was sitting behind his drumset, not knowing about Reiya's feelings.
* * *
Reiya was brushing his teeth, when he heard knocking on his door. He ignored it, washed his mouth and put his toothbrush into the mug.
Knocking didn't stop. Someone kept repeating it over and over, so Reiya thought that it could be something important. Usually he wouldn't open the door at midnight, but he decided to at least check, who's behind them.
He looked through the peephole and saw An. He was wearing a red coat and had a basket in his hands. Like some Little Red Riding Hood.
Reiya opened the door, trying to calm down his dirty mind. Why this coat made him so horny?
"Hello, Mister Wolf. Is grandma home?" asked An, smiling brightly.
"Hi, An... Wait, what?" Reiya blinked.
Shouldn't he say... "Boku"? Or "watashi" at least?
"Grandma" repeated An, walking inside. "Grandma, where are you?!"
"What are you doing, An?" asked Reiya, closing the door.
"What do you mean?" An smiled again. "I prepared my grandma's favourite snacks and she's not home?"
In this moment Reiya realised that An really kept saying "atashi", not "watashi" or "boku".
A shiver ran down his spine. Cute boys speaking in the feminine form? And...
Reiya looked down at An's legs.
Are these...
"Why do you have overknee socks? Where are your trousers?" Reiya tried to talk louder, but he saw scarlet patent leather shoes and he forgot, how to use his vocal cords correctly.
...
Haru. Haru had to tell him about it.
"Little Red Riding Hood didn't wear trousers, she had a dress" An put his basket on the table and started to unbutton his coat.
Reiya covered his eyes. He couldn't look, he didn't want to see it. He's not looking for love in his own band, why An makes it so difficult?!
"Wolfie~!" Reiya felt An's rough hands on his wrists. "Am I so ugly that you don't want to look at me or what?"
Reiya looked at him through his fingers. Black-white, pretty dress with frills fit An perfectly. If someone, unlike Reiya, cared about An being chubby, it wouldn't be noticeable at all too.
And that he was a guy, went through Reiya's bisexual mind.
Reiya felt warmth under his nose. Holy shit, did he really get another nosebleed?!
"You're bleeding" An chuckled like a girl. "Did a hunter shot you already~?"
"Who?" asked Reiya, trying to stop the bleeding.
Gods, this situation looked like a scene in a pretty bad anime.
"A fairy told me" replied An. "This fairy likes flowers and liked you in the past~"
Oh, so he was right. That's why Haru wanted to talk with An after the rehearsal. Kazuki left the room first, not even noticing that Haru is up to something. Reiya had an impression that something weird is going on, but he didn't expect that...
"I have to wash my face" announced Reiya and ran to the bathroom as fast as he could.
Right. Before An would make him too horny with just his appearence and acting.
He washed his face with cold water and wiped blood from his nose.
Stupid An, stupid Haru, stupid kink.
"Wolfie~" he heard along the sound of the door opening.
An walked inside, holding a glass of wine.
"Come with me, I found grandma, we can eat her" said An, grabbing Reiya's hand and pulling him towards the sofa.
On the table there were laying sweets and fruits. An sat him down on the sofa and immediately put strawberry in his mouth.
"It's sweet, right, Wolfie?" he asked. "They're from my garden~"
"Tasty" said Reiya, but he couldn't say anything else, because An put some chocolate in his mouth.
"I just thought... They say that lips are raspberry red, right?" An smirked, taking a raspberry out from a bowl. "What if they're made from real raspberries?"
An crushed a fruit between his fingers and then he spread the juice over his lips.
Reiya closed his eyes.
"Alright, you won. You can stop acting like Little Riding Hood, be yourself" said Reiya. "And stop saying this damned >>atashi<< or... Nonan!"
Reiya opened his eyes. An was holding his palm with one hand and rubbing his tigh with the other.
"If you want to get rid of Little Red Riding Hood, you can" said An. "Just take off my clothes."
Reiya counted to three.
One, he's going to kill Haru.
Two, he must cancel tomorrow's rehearsal.
Three, fuck all rules. He has to fuck An too, in this outfit, only without pants.
Because Kazuki was right in that interview. Reiya really is a horrible hentai and he cannot do anything about it.
And An, who fell asleep in his arms after sex, knew about it, because he was a little horny himself. But not as much as his beloved man, who was still smiling, even deeply asleep.
The End
