Errrror

- I wanna be with you forever, Uruha.

Soft lips kissing away the tears that never seemed to stop runing down the blondes cheeks.

- No you don't. He smiled and rubbed his eyes.

- Why not?

- Cuz I'm filthy and disgusting.

He dragged Aoi down for a kiss. Everytime their lips touched and his eyer shut close, he used his fingertips to see. He explored Aois face as their tongues met, slowly entwining, cotton candy and sunlight. After feeling the beautiful face under his hands, he moved them in under his shirt, his ribs was like endless hills of softness, his waist slim and firm under his fingers. He broke free from Aois lips.

- Why is every inch of you so perfect?

Aoi stared at him with a raised eyebrow.

- Perfect?

- Your lips, your eyes, your hands and fingers, your skin, your tummy, your nose, yo..-

- Shuuuuuut it!

Aoi held his hand over Uruhas mouth and giggled.

- You forgot something that's more perfect.

A muffled "what?!" was heard underneath his hand. He let go and jumped out of his bed.

- Guess!

- Ehh.. Uruha bit his lip. Your voice?

- Nope.

- Your.. hair?

- Noooo.

- ..Your ass?

Aoi dragged Uruha up from the bed and placed him in front of Aois full body-mirror, tangled his finger into Uruhas.

- I don't get it.

- You. Aoi smiled. It's you.

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When he woke up, he knew he had to eat something. For three days, nothing but water has stilled his hunger, and you could see it. His whole body was sore, he was shaking with every single move he attempted to do, and he knew that if he didn't eat something, he'd pass out on his bedroom floor.

After struggling to take himself downstairs for ten minutes, he entered the kitchen. Everything around him seemed to move in slow motion. His mood fell remarkably when he saw that the dining table was occupied by the monster that called himself Kouyous father.

He looked up at the boy from his beer and TV-guide.

- Did I give you permission to come downstairs?

Kouyou shook his head slowly.

- Then why are you here?

- I.. I'm..

So afraid, so scared, why won't my body stop shaking, why won't I stop stuttering?

- Well..? Answer me, idiot.

- Hu.. Hungry.

A content smile entered the monsters face.

- Ohh, so faggot is hungry, eh?

With all his might, Kouyou managed to nod.

- Too bad that the refridgirator only contains food that's mine.

- B-but..  The metally taste of his blood came back.  I be-beg you.. Please.. Father?

The smile just grew bigger.

- I can't afford throwing my money away on feeding a maggot like you. You're not my son.

His throat felt thick, he knew he was about to cry.

- Go find something in the trash can. That's what cockroaches eat, right? Garbage.

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