The Only MoFo Who Can Handle Me
You never know what you're missing in life until you have it for the first time. That spark of a moment. Where the world stops and stands still. As if nothing else matters but what is in front of you. As if nothing in this world means as much as this thing, this moment, this individual does. All the wanderlust in the world that the young man had. The traveling he had done. All the people he had met in his existence on this planet. Nothing could have prepared him for the moment when he met him.
Despite the mask that covered his face. The cloak that hid the toned, tanned, and stitched body. The gray hood that covered his head, he was instantly enamored. A man who was a pioneer in immortality. A man of skill and talent. A tall, dark, and handsome man with stunning emerald and ruby eyes. The stitches that lined what little he could see of his body, the inky black threads that escaped the sleeves of the organization issued a red and black cloak. He had never had a feeling like this before. It made his soul ignite.
They say opposites attract. Two different personalities, two sides of a coin, they make a whole. And in this case they did for him. The young Jashinist never had an interest in men until he laid eyes on him for the first time. And boy, did he feel as if he was flying. Soaring higher than the clouds.
“Hidan. Pay attention.”
“Hm?”
The young Jashinist had been lost in thought again. Usually his mind ran through prayers. Uplifting his body, mind and soul to his God. But today was a rare moment. A small occurrence in time where his mind focused on one thing and one thing only. The second most important thing in life. So close to the first that he sometimes wondered if it was just as important as his God. In this moment his mind was stuck on his lover and his lover alone.
“Your lack of focus is irritating me.”
“Yeah. Whatever old man.”
He huffed. Embarrassed to admit that he was fantasizing about making love to him again. The feeling of his lover's thick cock thrust deep inside his tight warm lower cavity. The feeling of the white hot heat ripping through him like a burst dam as he hit that sensitive spot inside. The animalistic, sensual yet rough sexual interactions that they had was like no other experience he had ever had with anyone else in this lifetime.
“Hey Kuzu?”
“Don't call me that.”
“Yeah but like… can I ask you a stupid fucking question?”
“No.”
“But come on. I promise its not that fucking dumb and it’s just one question. For fucks sake please? Im fucking begging here.”
The older glared at him in response. He took that as a go ahead to ask what was burning through his mind.
“Why me?”
“Why you what?”
“You know… why me. Like why do you wanna be with me or whatever…”
His voice trailed off in embarrassment of asking the question out loud. It sounded so… girly. So immature and feminine to ask. So unlike his normal macho attitude. He felt the heat spread across his face. Shoving his hands in his pockets he kept walking forward as they marched along all the while staring at the ground avoiding eye contact.
Moments passed that felt like minutes. Moments that dragged on and on and on to the point where the silver haired man wondered if he had made a mistake. He wondered if he had royally fucked up with asking. They never put a label on things. Never officially stated that they were lovers, boyfriends, romantically involved outside of what happened underneath the sheets and stars. Never said anything no matter how badly Hidan desperately wanted the world to know that this man, of all the people he could have chosen, chose him. And him alone.
Finally he felt the gravitational push of the older man stopping in place in front of him. The rustle of his cloak as he turned. The sound of heavy footsteps and the metallic whoosh of the briefcase being swung slightly through the air. A hand finds a way to his chin forcing him to look up at the taller usually stoic man. A small smile can be seen underneath the mask. An unusual thing for a man who never showed emotions to anyone.
“Because you're the only one who can handle me Hidan. And I'm the only one who can handle you.”