Free walks out of the bathroom, wearing a towel around his waist. He sees Don leaning to the table, looking back at him in silence, in thoughts. When their eyes met, Free could feel it. The warm wave what went through his body. It was calming and still so burning. Overwhelming. The same feeling he felt after been separated three weeks and then seeing the other, but in a way it was just getting stronger and stronger. Even this small moment away from Don could make him kind of miss the man this badly.
Was this really normal? Free being so attacked to this person. His mind cried for connection. His body yelled from lust. Like, if he keep staring too long in Dons eyes he might really get lost, drown. But Free knew he was not the only one. They felt the same. This same connection. The same desire. The way Don was looking at him didn't leave room for speculations. If this strong feeling was how Don has felt toward Free all this time, no wonder man called it obsession. Because it really was very chaining feeling. Too sweet to evade.
After making his mind, Free walks determinedly toward Don, stops his steps in front of him and leans his face closer. Touching gently Dons arm with his fingertips he gives a straight kiss on mans lips, while looking at Dons eyes. Man doesn't close his eyes either, but kisses back and takes his arms around him.
This tender kiss turns fastly to passionate kissing. Don moves Free around and pushs his body against the table, younger rounding his legs around Don, pressing his fingers against the skin on Dons back. They kept kissing and touching each other until they have to take a break to get some air, Don forcing this gap between them, keeping Free down against the table. Staring each other while breathless, calming themselfs.
"If you do this now you understand I can't back off," Don whispers, catching his breath. "Please don't offer me more. You are giving me very wrong ideas here. This.. This is too much."
Frees heart must be beating as fastly as he was breathing out. His whole body lust the man in front of him. This was different from everything else he has ever felt. Never has he wanted someone this badly. Never have there been any feelings within before. These feelings, now, were overwhelming. And he couldn't stop from wanting more.
Wrong ideas? What wrong ideas? This is how he felt. What he want. Taking his hand behind Dons neck Free pulls the mans face closer again. And kisses his lips gently. This is the answer. This is what he think. Take it. Give up. And be totally his.
Don leans his lips against Frees forehead, kisses it and sighs out. Since Free didn't say anything, man let himself calm down. He didn't mind this young man showing this kind of affection toward him. This only made Don fall deeper. Making him lose all his barriers he was trying to desperately uphold. Somehow this kid has the ability to take all his reasonable limits and crush them to pieces. To have such a strong hold on him.. Don could not possible resist. He downs his hand to take a hold of Frees hand, pulling him up, slowly leading him toward the bedroom.
When they get next to the bed, Don lifts Free on it and pushs his own body against him. They continue their passionate kissing again, eventually losing the pass of time. Dons fingers were moving teasingly around Frees naked body. He left marks where ever he passionately land his lips. Even when his whole essence lust to have more and make this sweet body his, Don kept his control, didn't move forward.
"I will help you come," man whispers to Frees ear and at the same time takes his hand on his front while sucking youngers shoulder. That touch made Free moan once, he was already hard after getting kissed so passionately that he might come right away if he didn't try to hold it.
"No. What about..," Free then asks, cutting his words to silent his moan. Don didn't plan to go all the way?
"Don't be stupid," Don says back, smiling, looking straight to Frees eyes, touching his cheek. Free had just came out of the hydration. Went emotionally around. This here was not the time to break this young mans body more for Dons own desires. He knew very well that when it was about Frees own urges young man didn't care how pain he was, how tired he was. But Don couldn't be that rash. "There will be another times for that. Let me help you out here, then you can rest."
Free tsihs. But Don kisses him again to quiet his incoming backtalk. Moving his hand at the same time, wavingly pushing his body against the other, Don was now biting Frees neck gently. Sucking. Definitely leaving a mark. He knew this young man has one of his many sensitive spots there. Making Free feel good from up there and down there, Don would fastly make this one come. And while doing that he wanted to make the other cry out loud. Which Free was desperately trying to hold.
Noting young man must be near to come, Don leans downer and takes it in his mouth. Sucking a while slowly, then moving more faster, taking it all in and out. Free moans more, bites his wrist to control his voice. He was keeping his other hand on Dons head. His hips move a little with the movements of Dons hand and mouth. And when he finally reach his clamix, his whole body act. The feeling was so overwhelming that he lost his touch from reality for a second and he actually cried out loud. Now, lying on the bed, calming his breathing, feeling Dons body next to him, Free was close to fall asleep. Just like that.
Don wipes his moist lips, looking Free who was lying still, with calm and peaceful look on his face, breathing slowly. He moves his hand to pet Frees cheek. Young man fastly gets a hold of that hand with his own, squeezing, forcing his eyes open to look at Don before totally closing them. Seeing how calm Free was now, Don couldn't help thinking how adorable this cocky kid looked like when he puts down that haughty attitude of his, shut his mouth. Feeling a little mad to himself by thinking so Don sighs and moves down next to Free.
Taking his time to calm his own body down while looking at the almost sleeping young man, Don moves his arms around the other, pulling him in his embrace. The body he was holding was awfully warm, but he still couldn't let go of it. The burning in him was much blazing, eating him alive, but he manages to keep his control. His mind was much stronger than his fleshly desires anyway.
"You really are..," Don whispers smiling. ".. quite toxic, aren't you."
- - - -
"Aki?"
Being still very sleepy, Free opens his eyes after hearing Dons voice speaking. He searchs the man under his eyes which he could barely keep open. Don was sitting next to him, wearing one of his usual clothes for work, petting now Frees hair to get his attention.
"Morning. I'm heading out now," Don notifys quietly, smiling gently. He was first about to leave silently, let the other take his rest, but felt he might get an earful after if he just disappeared without saying a word.
"Going to work already?" Free just asks, wiping his eyes to wake himself up. Taking a hold of reality.
"Yes. Since I flee last evening. I still have to finish up our case," Don answers. "Your job is done, so today you rest. You feeling all right?"
Free just stares Don, thinking, doesn't answer. Man was seriously planning to leave when he has been resting, what, only six hours or so? Didn't Don admit he hasn't slept for days? Man should still feel tired of the lack of sleep.
"Make sure to eat something. You still look a little pale. When I'm done and back I will make us something. Call me if -"
Suddenly Free takes a hold of Dons arm, drags man closer and rounds his leg around him. Taking his lips closer to Dons. "I don't want that. I want you here, rest with me."
Don sighs. Was this kid really flirting with him? "You know, if I start to spoil you now, there will not be an end of it," he whispers, taking his fingers around Frees.
Younger clicks his tongue. "Then five minutes," he says quietly, holding his other hand on Dons face. "Spoil me five minutes." Moving his thumb against Dons lips.
It took a lot Don to prevent himself not fall under Frees seducing. "Aren't you clingy today," older points out whispering, gently kissing young mans neck.
"What? I can't be?" Free mumbles. He wasn't so sure how he was feeling. But he wanted Don close to him. That was all. Like Don has pointed out before multiple times, Free didn't have a habit to think too much, but just move fastly, follow his heart. In front of this man he doesn't need to act.
"Want the same treatment than yesterday?"
"I want more. I want you in.."
"Not a change," Don snorts smiling and gives a strong kiss to silent those dirty words. After finally severing their lips, he straights his back, meeting with others gaze. "You can barely stay awake. Heal first, then I might give you some."
"So cheap," Free smirks and lets his eyes close. Even if he himself would desperately want to lose it and yield to his lust, he couldn't fight back Dons statement. As always, Dons exact and calculating habit to see through situations with common sense made it very clear why man backs off like this. Because it was the right thing to do. Not that Don wouldn't want. Free should just do as man was saying. There was no way Don would say something without a reason behind. Man practically live his life planning everything first, acting later. "Then just stay like this for five minutes," young man whispers. "I'm reloading. After that I might let you go."
Don couldn't help but close his own eyes now. Frees words sounded way too sweet to ignore. Where this kid has learn to speak this seductively? "Five minutes," Don sighs and downs his head to rest on Free. Sure, he could use these five minutes too. To reload.
- - - -
Don silently opens the door and gets in, trying to be as quiet as possible. He didn't want to disturb if Aki was sleeping. Considering all what happened yesterday, the main thing young man need was a rest.
As he thought, Aki was in deep sleep, lying on the couch under the blanket. Tv was on. After living with this young man for so long now, Don knew it was necessary to leave the TV on; Aki slept better with the sounds from it than in total silence. That was the opposite from Don, who prefer rather hear his surroundings, the quieter the better. But this was one of the compromises Don has learn to be able to live with this cocky kid. It was easier to understand others needs and change his own habits. If it was for Aki, it wasn't even challenging, but something he was willing to do.
Standing now next to the sleeping young man, Don gets down and was about to pet Akis cheek but hesitates. His selfish gesture might wake the other up. But while looking Akis sleeping face, Don couldn't help wanting to tease the young man so badly. Get his attension.
Instead of doing that, Don gets back up. Remembering what Kyle had said before, he felt a little lost. Sure, indeed there has never been anyone else able to wave his feelings like this. Shake his stable and strong mind like this. No one else but this cocky young man here.
How it ended up like this? It felt like Don has discovered a new side of himself, making him feel really lost, like he wasn't so sure who he himself even was anymore. A total stranger was looking back from the mirrow. Feeding new desires to him, growing his appetite.
This was way more stronger than all the anger he felt inside him all the time. Like a warming fire, lighting his dark path. Easing his mind. He used to be very selfish, didn't give a damn about other people. Faking his life and showing a nice attitude out what was expected from him. Don even once thought he was one of those who couldn't feel what they called empathy. Even if Lilian has denied it and told him that wasn't the case with him, he couldn't make himself think otherwise. Since people around him couldn't exactly make him feel much. While smothering all the anger in him he has become quite emotionless.
Before, there was never anything really interesting. Anything really boring either. He was picking up something tempting to follow, playing with it awhile, and after destroying it or shaking it away he would move on. Keep walking through the same plane road again. Repeat it all. Keep moving. Avoid thinking the anger inside. Avoid going too deep.
No, saying he used to be selfish was incorrect. In the matter of fact he hasn't really changed. When they were apart, Don act as he always does. It's Aki and his presence that makes his mind lighter. Making him discover these new feelings which definitely weren't there before. Changing his behaving.
Don moves his eyes from the sleeping young man and walks away. Not just this warm burning inside him. Or the lust toward that beautiful body. Nor the whole essence around this cocky kid what was so attractive. Not how Don could feel so angry toward him and at the same time treasure him so much the feeling actually just hurt. But everything about Aki made his mind shatter. Surrender. The way Don wasn't able to let go. That was new. Weird. Something he has never felt before.
Is this what they call.. love? Or is this just a really deep, twisted appearance of a rotten obsession in him? It just might be that. Hasn't he always been the most savages one of all.
But what ever Don felt was too strong him to fight back. Ignore. Destroy. If this was some kind of shape of loving someone, then he could understand why people made such a big number of it. Because it could easily beat any other feeling.
Realizing that.. he felt someway scared.. probably the first time in his life. More human than he has ever felt.
And he wasn't so sure was it okay him to feel like this.
- - - -
Free opens his eyes just to see a scene from the drama running in TV. This was not new. He has used to wake up to the sounds from TV. This stupid box with screen was the nearest saveplace he ever had before. When the outside world felt dark and twisted, he could always focus on what was going on inside the TV.
Not that he should still think so. He wasn't a kid anymore. He could face that dark and twisted world around him without running. He was strong. Knew how to play with the reality.
Laughing in mind to his stupid thoughts, Free suddenly realizes there was another sound than TV coming inside the apartment. The same second he could smell the nice aroma coming from the kitchen area. Knowing how sharp Don could be, Free turns very carefully his look toward the guy standing in the kitchen. Man was cooking something.
After cutting the last ingredients to right sides, Don adds them to the frying pan, sauteing them. Suddenly he could feel a touch on his back. Like a sneaky cat Free has walk behind him without Don even realizing, leaning now his forehead on him. Older man turns to look at the younger, smiling. His focus shift immediately on Free, as always. Before either of them could speak a word, a loud growling could be heard. That was Frees stomach.
"Hungry," Free just announces and raises his head, meeting Dons eyes. Frees blue eyes looked very tired, like he hasn't even woken up yet properly. His hair was messy. But how ever you looked at him, Frees looks were still so stunning that it was kind of unfair. No wonder kid could act so confident with an angelic face and figure like that. Even the wound on the corner of his eye couldn't low his charm.
Well, actually Don hasn't been so interested of Frees looks from the beginning, but even he has to admit the young mans looks were sometimes outstanding. "Give me a minute. It's almost done," he turns back to mix the veges.
Free steps next to him and leans on the desk, curious to see what Don was making today. "What are you doing?"
"I already fried the meat and boil the rice, so what is left is sauteing the veges," man clears.
"Sau- teing?" Free asks, never heard that word before. "What is that? Frying?"
"If you keep them in too long, it will become frying."
"There is a difference?" he tsihs. What nonsense. Isn't that just less frying and more frying? Why there was another name of it? "Cooking seems to be much difficult than I thought. What ever. It smells good. Can I help?"
Being a little amused from Frees out loud pondering, man looks at him again, smiling. "You can set the table."
"Sure," even after saying that, younger man doesn't move, but stays eyeing Don who hasn't turn his eyes away either.
It was weird. Feeling so strongly like this. Free wasn't so sure has it always been like this toward Don or did something change only after they start to live apart? This was the first day they were inside these walls again, together, after almost eight weeks. This warm atmosphere inside these walls was what he had missed so badly. No, it might not be this place where he was. But the person he was with.
Around the first week out, it didn't take long to Free realize the first time he felt something was missing. Work or not, it was very difficult to not run back to Dons place. He wanted to see him. Talk to him. At least hear his voice. Making excuses to go back even just for a minute. Like, his only reason to be here in the first place was be with Don. Have him here, next to him.
But in the end Free just pushed those thoughts away. Sure, he was alone. The new sudden situation made him think like that. He must have mistaken. But when Don then came to him, everything he had sured to himself fell apart. Ever since then.. The moment Don told him they should apart their ways made Free realize how attacked he actually was. Toward this person. His place or not, being without the other for good was impossible. He was here only for Don.
The rest how Free felt was a puzzle. How just this, only meeting with Dons eyes without even touching the man could feel so trembling. Making his heart beat faster. Free wanted desperately move closer, get his contact. Like he was fearing Don would go away if he couldn't touch him.
Was this what Don meant when he said Free has become clingy? Damn, that was true. Don wasn't going anywhere. Free wasn't going anywhere. He didn't need to be so alarmed. But what happened yesterday, when Don admit been thinking a long time they together were indeed very toxic combo and they should apart.. That kind of makes Free still feel insecure. Free himself has never thought he would be seperated from Don ever again. Not after everything what have happened. But even all that couldn't sure it. He shouldn't act so surden if there wasn't anything to ensure it.
Don was always thinking rationally. Considering what was the most smart thing to do. Wasn't Frees presence the most dangerous for Don? He might try to back off again. That Free would not allow. Sure, he gets it. They together weren't normal. People outside would never accept how they live. Even Free understood their physical relationship was close to be wrongful. But Don wasn't the one who made this physical, Free did. Taking advance the situation, acting selfishly without thinking how much Don had endured before that and had to endure after. Without that couldn't they still stay together? If they could just act differently, Don would not need to back off anymore.
Like Taro had said, Free was the toxic one here.
"What are you thinking?" Don then asks, pulling Free back from his thoughts. Since the kid was clearly staring at him, Don couldn't exactly turn his own eyes away either.
Free gives this sneaky smile, then finally turns his look away, planning to set the table like Don had asked him to do. "How handsome you are," he answers. "Being a rotten cop with that face should be illegal. You get forgiven way too easily because of your looks."
Don tsihs back smiling. Isn't that what should be said about Free himself? Cocky bastard with a face of an angel.
- - - -
"How did it go? When I should give my report?" Free asks while eating. Don hands the orange juicy and sits back down. They were almost finished with their meal, Free curiously asking what was going on at Dons work place.
"Didn't you just give me your report yesterday?" Don points out smiling. "I told you your job is done."
Free stays staring Don, lowing his fork. That was him giving a report yestarday?
Seeing Free becoming puzzled from that, Don continues. "Reporting your statement from in was all what matters. It doesn't need to be done officially in the office. You told me what happened and I proceed from that, put everything together and now we can see the big picture. You working from inside and the others working from their own parts. We got our culprit. So, today, the case is finally closed."
Now that was Dons work mode. How man suddenly change the way he spoke was like from the instruction menu or guide book. Clear and simple. Free gives a sigh. Why did he even bring works out. He should have keep it simple and later have his way with this man, not talk about working. But all in all Free was indeed really curious, it wasn't something he didn't want to hear and know. "Others?" Was Don talking about those who target the hotel and arrest Manuel?
Don leans back, eyes on Free. Since this was his first so called mission, Don should open up the case a little. Teach him how it was actually done. "When you got yourself in that leave me plan the rest. You were watching Tony Maren, while someone else was watching Miller. Along with the third one staying in as a hotel guest and attending Tonys parties, I had then three snakes in. Ready to give my bite. Of course I showed up myself too. Being the shaking target. Their every eyes on me," Don explains. But the younger man felt even more confused now. "You weren't the only one working in. You just didn't know they exist. There was no need you to know. Since it wasn't your job to know."
Free sighs, awing. "There really was someone else in too?"
"You actually met him many times in," older gives a smile. Frees surprised face was very amusing. Of course he might not have even considered there would be others, since Free hasn't met any of them yet. Focusing on his own part was the main thing. "I told you before, while working in, the less unnecessary details you know the better. Let me, as your Boss, be the one who holds the reins and you just do your own part. That is how you work under me."
Feeling suddenly a little pissed, Free tsihs and keeps eating. "Yes, Boss," he says smiling. Then couldn't help to be curious. "Who is he? What he looks like?" The third part in. Trying to figure out was there anyone particular who would come to mind. If Free has met him, he should be able to remember? But there were so many guest in..
"His real name is Kiho. Big European," Don describes. "He was with me yesterday too."
Free wasn't so sure did he remember seeing someone like that. But what he did remember was what Don mentioned on the phone after Tony was arrested. "The same one who took care of your mess?" Free boldly asks, eyeing carefully Dons reaction.
Man was calmly looking back. Sighing. "Yes," he answers honestly. And quietly continues. "Eat. Before it gets cold." Thinking this wasn't the best dinner conversation they could have. More likely this was something he didn't want to talk about. But Free think differently. He has used to eat fast, so he just gobbles the rest of his food in his mouth and leans back, staring Don. Man was watching that and smilingly puts his fork down. Kid clearly wanted to talk about it. "Okay. What is in your mind?"
"Will you be in trouble?" younger instantly drops his question, closely reading Dons reactions. He didn't want to make Don unhappy again, so he should put his words right. But he really wanted to clear it out. Since it bothered him a lot.
Surprised, Don actually freezes from that sudden question. "That is what you are concerned about?"
"Of course I am. You killed two guards," Free says quietly, not so sure should something like that even be said out loud. "That's a crime. No matter are you a cop or not. I know so."
Don sighs and had to move his eyes away. That was how Don always did when he want to evade something or need time to think, without looking the other, taking a moment, like. That habit Free has learn already. Man has repeated it multiple times in front of him. Only in front of him.
Finally Don turns his look back on Free. "No, I will not," he clears straight.
"How you can be so sure?" Free continues insistently. He needed to know so he could clear his own mind. He felt so worried. He couldn't see any way Don could just walk away from something like that. There was no way people like working guards could just die and no one would notice. No one would care. They were normal people. Not people from streets!
To Don, talking about this felt indeed really strange. Growing a little distressed, Don could feel the press in. "Do we have to talk ab-"
"You say this is something we can't talk about? Now? Or ever?" young man asks, trying to be as open and clear as possible. "Is this the limit? I need to know so I will learn what I should not ask. If I screw up again, you might start to think sending me away is the b-" "No," Don suddenly states, quite loudly.
Don took his point. Closing his eyes, he shakes his head. True. There was no point to evade being honest and talk straight. Not in front of this guy. Also, he needs to clear this other misunderstanding. There was no way he could cut his ties with Aki. Never. "No. Actually, you are right. I'm sorry," he agrees, trying to get his mind calmer. Being honest without needing to constantly calculate what he could say out loud was very difficult. "This is something we should definitely talk about. You have the right to know." He breathes a long sigh out and turns his look back on Free. Kid was amazingly calm. Facing him directly. Don himself wanted to back off when Free was clear with his mind. No wonder, hasn't he always been this way toward him. Don has always been the one hiding things, backing off.
Give up. That was what Don intent to do. Overall. "There is no limit. There is nothing you can't know," Don clears. "It just might take some time me, myself, learn to.. speak out loud. So it's nothing you would do wrongly. Don't ever think like that." Free sighs and shows this glad smile, relaxing a little. Seeing that, Don actually smiles too. He shakes his head. "You can't screw up. I promise, I will not talk about sending you away, or anything like that, ever again," he adds. "That was me trying to back off. Run away. As long as you can tolerate me I won't do that anymore."
Smiling Free moves a little to get more comfy. "Well, you really can't. I have your surname already," he points quietly out. "Have the proof you are mine, so.."
Now Don tsihs. Does kid even realize what his statement sounded like? Just like that he was calm again, taking a hold his waving mind. He should explain things from the start. "You remember Kaarne? He was the barking one at work, who dared to blame Taro wrongly. The night you spend in our building?"
"I remember," Free hums, noding.
"What he said about greening the evidences couldn't be more true. I'm not saying it's easy, but I know my ways to clean scenes the way I need. If I could make your crimes vanish to air, I can rewrite some words on the right papers, by means of presenting a little nicer view to those who will only live it through by our reports, read what I want them to read," Don moves his hand and points his finger to tap the table, like pointing this nonexistent paper. Explains. "We marked what happened yesterday as excessive self-defence. Since I didn't shoot anyone, I might get a note or even a temporary dismissal but that's pretty much all."
That.. made sense to Free. Sounded very possible Don to be able to do. Not that Free had ever even realized before man has actually used this same method in his case too, but now it seem just very obvious how he had done it. Making Ghosts disappear. Their case became nonexisting.
"Yesterday, Kiho insist to come with me. Was afraid I might.. Well, he knows me well," man moves his hand back down, leaning back. "He's a gang member, Vipera. I met him when I was still a teen myself too. We have worked around here and there and when I became a detective, I offered a deal with him, gave him a legal job too." Free was listening carefully, excited to hear more. There was still a lot he didn't know. About the people Don was working with. How they were working. Or even about Don himself. "Unfortunately, today, I had to pay him from cleaning the scene, make it look more fitting to our story. Since I made a mistake. Again.."
Again? This has happened before? Don acting out of control in the field, like? "Then.. what if you can't clean it.. the next time?" Free wonders.
This time Don didn't know how he should answer correctly. "I don't know," was the only thing he could admit.
After a short moment of thinking, Free finally breaks the silence again. "You are really horrible," he smiles and laughs a little. "Should I learn to be alert? Actually chain YOU in? Tame YOU?"
Don tsihs. "I don't know." This was clearly a follow-on what they have talk about before.
They stare each other, both smiling. Until Free hums and takes his hands on the table, leaning closer. "You said.. earlier.. that you should just stay away from the situations you might end up showing that violent side of you again, right?" he speaks his thoughts out. "You are mine. If I learn to tame you, will you learn to behave?"
Those words were fun to listen. Very lovely. The way Aki was dealing with his troubles felt very unique and unlike to Don. So innocently straightforward. Like everything could be that easy. "You are weird," Don calls out how he once again felt about this young man. This was kind of the only word he could describe him.
"You say I am the weird one here?" Free tsihs back, smirking.
Don didn't low his look, nor his smile. "You are. When just a word from you can have such a value to me over everything else..," he clears quietly. "That makes you weird.."
- - - -
It has been a while when Free last time had a change to take a warm bath in their apartment. To make it even extra nice, young man had intentionally add a lot of liquid in it to make it one serious bubble bath. The scent in the air was nice too. Calming his tired and aching body.
He could easily tell he hasn't totally recovered yet. The headache stick in, which made him even more tired while dealing with it. Mentally too, he was tired, having way too much to think through lately. But those two days alone in that dark and cold room without eating or drinking had seriously pushed his body to its limits. Even while living in streets, there was always something to drink at least.
Free turns his look toward the door which was slightly open, letting Dons voice be heard all the way from the kitchen area to the bathroom. Older guy has been on it awhile now, almost an hour or so. Speaking with someone on the phone, about this last case of them. Clearing it all out, like giving himself a report to someone. That must be Dons boss. That Mayor.
While listening to Dons husky voice, Free was more than sure man was on his limits too. He must feel tired, but still kept his voice clear and businesslike. As he always did when he was working.
But still.. didn't matter what Don was talking about, his voice sounded very relaxing to Free. Giving him this sure hold Don was somewhere near. In his reach.
When Free was finally done with his bath, feeling actually quite dizzy after spending so much time lying in the warm water, Don also had ended his long phone call. Man was sitting on the couch, eyeing some files. The whole apartment was now again quiet. Without the TV on, the sounds from down the city were very distant, but clear.
Younger man walks next to Don, slowly taking the files away from his hand, putting it down on the table while meeting with Dons gaze. As Free figured, man was looking visibly tired.
So without saying anything yet, Free moves his hand to gently push Don to lean his back to the couch, sitting himself on Dons lap. He takes his hands to hold Dons arms, locking him in. "Isn't that enough for today?" Free whispers while resting his head against Dons shoulder. "Aren't you burning yourself out? I forbid you do more."
"You forbid me?" Don repeats smiling. What this was about now?
"Yes. I was about to jump on you and have my way with you, but I can't do that now when you look like you could fall asleep any minute now..," younger sighs tiredly. "Don't ask me to rest if you can't do that yourself.."
So that's what it was. Don moves his hand to pet Frees head. "Then.. What you really want? Which one is it? Should we do it or rest?"
Free raises his head back up, intently looking at Don. Was man serious? Was this okay call?
But then Free lows his head down again, breathing deeply out. No way Free would act that selfish right now. "Rest, idiot..," he says quietly, sounding a little annoyed. How man dares to offer that now when Free was seriously worried about this guy and plan to behave tonight. Don hasn't really slept for days!
Don hums back and closes his eyes while moving his hand back on Frees head. Hearing this young man actually being worried over him sounded quite weird. But very cute. True, Don was feeling very tired at the moment, after this whole day pushing himself forward, to end this case properly. That is what he always did. Rest can be done later.
But to speak against this guys words felt sometimes incredible hard. At least now Don couldn't think even one reason to not do so. Rest. Take a break from work. This was his private time.
With Aki..
Without giving it any more useless thoughts, Don takes his hands around Free, moves his legs to push himself stand up and walks straight toward the bedroom while carrying Free with him.
"Wha-wait what are you doing?" Free tsihs confusedly. He was feeling quite great while leaning against Dons warm body when man suddenly made his move.
Don lays Free down on the bed, moving his own body against him. When their eyes met again, Don leans his face closer. "Then.. What if I jump on you? Then you don't need to feel guilt not letting me rest, right?"
Free was staring the man eyes wide open. This guy.. just didn't make a first move here? Was this for real? Where this guys rational reasoning went all of a sudden?!
Don smirks. Young man was looking awfully confused. He should definitely snap him out of it or he couldn't move on. "Can't I?" he asks quietly, eyeing Free under him, fingers gently touching his neck, toward the lips.
"You dare to ask that now?" Free tsihs and takes a hold of Dons neck to move man closer, finding his lips against his own.
No way he would back off from this.