In love with my brother - 12. Chapter 12 - Part of the past

We’d survived the weekend, but I wasn’t so sure I would last through the drive back; it lasted forever. Almost three days without touching each other had been hard —in the case of certain parts very hard, and my quota of “quality boyfriend skin against skin time” was down to a zero. My thoughts started to wander, creating images of what would happen as soon as the car pulled up our driveway. All sorts of ideas played like a movie inside my head, resulting in the hardening of my dick. Great, now the drive would be even longer. As the darkness slowly crept in over the highway, I became more and more uncomfortable in my seat and started to squirm around.

“Are you okay?” Anikin cast a glance in my direction just as I noticed a sign for a rest place up ahead.

“Pull in here,” I quickly said and pointed.

“Pull in? Why do you want to stop here?” Anikin didn’t attempt to pull over.

“Just do it.” Feeling desperate I looked at him but didn’t explain.

“What, do you need to take a leak or something?” We were almost there and we were still in the middle lane.

“Yes! I need to take a piss. Pull in!” My tone was harsh with frustration and Anikin managed to shift lanes safely, just in time to make the turn.

“Geez, you could just have said so from the start, no need to yell,” he grumbled as he brought the car to a stop. I undid my seatbelt and turned towards Anikin. I grabbed him by the collar, pulling him into a heated kiss as I clumsily climbed over the gear shift to straddle his lap. I barely fit in the tight space between Anikin and the steering wheel. But, Anikin rarely refused when I initiated any passion between us, he just pulled the handle and the seat slid back, making more room for me.

With my hands in his hair and my tongue down his throat, he used both hands to undo my pants, pulled out my stiff dick and started jerking me off. I moaned loudly into his mouth and my hips began moving on their own. Anikin’s other hand slid down the back of my pants to squeeze my ass cheek hard and I had to break the kiss in a gasp.

“God yes. Please don’t stop,” I panted. It felt like forever before I reached my climax, even though it was only mare minutes until I groaned my release into Anikin’s shoulder, shooting my load over the front of his shirt.

Anikin spared me a moment to resurface before he grabbed me by the hair and pulled my head up so he to kiss me, or ravish my mouth would be more accurate. Being the skilled kisser he was, I was bound to feel the desire run through my body again, even though I had just cum.

As suddenly as he had started kissing me he broke free and leaned his forehead against mine, both of us panting.

“You didn’t like this shirt either?... Yeah you’re right, it looks better this way.” I opened my eyes, confused about his comment, and saw firstly my own dick hanging free of my pants and secondly the white slimy spatter running down Anikin’s shirt. With my mind still somewhat hazy and high from ecstasy, I put a finger to the fabric and drew a little heart in the smear, with a giggle.

“I am so gonna fuck you when we get home,” he rasped in that sexy, husky voice of his.

“Do me now,” I whispered and rocked my aching ass against his thigh.

“I can’t,” he said as I nibbled at his chin and jawline.

“Why not?” My hands started a journey on their own, unbuttoning the top button of his shirt before impatiently moving to his pants.

“We’re in a public parking lot, and people are starting to stare.” I jerked my head up as reality struck me. I gazed out the window, where a few people passed by; a few truckers, one grinned and gave us thumps up, and a group of regular folks, sending disapproving and disgusted looks in our direction. In my need for my boyfriend I had paid no mind to strangers, who might have been in here on business of their own.

With my face burning, I quickly straightened my clothes and got back in my own seat, buckling my seatbelt.

“You are so dirty,” I said, clear discomfiture in my voice, without looking at him. “Enjoying people watching us.”

“I’m dirty? You’re the one who decided to suddenly jump me, in the middle of a public area,” Anikin stated in defense.

“You could’ve stopped me.” I turned to glare at him.

“Yeah, you see… that’s where it gets tricky.” He gave me one of his lopsided grins and I had no comeback.

“We can leave now,” I peeped with a final look at the mess on his shirt, trying to deny that I actually found the sight quiet thrilling. I looked back out the window, feeling very much embarrassed. I felt Anikin’s gaze at the back of my head for a moment, before he started the car.

“Sure,” he chuckled and pulled out to get back on the highway.

***

Once we parked in the driveway at home, apparently I didn’t get out of the car fast enough for Anikin. He was out and around to drag me out of my seat, and I just barely managed to slam the car door, before I was hauled up the stairs to the entrance. Anikin pinned me against the door, crashing his lips on mine, while trying to unlock it.

“God damn it,” he cursed under his breath when he didn’t succeed, and had to pull away to fix his attention on the lock. As soon as we were inside the house Anikin didn’t waste time with small talk. His lips were back on mine and we barely made it to the main room before he started discarding of our clothes. By the time we reached his bedroom a trail of clothing, except socks and underwear, had been left.

Anikin shoved me rather hard down onto the bed, and before I had stopped bouncing he had my dick free and sucked into his mouth with a content groan. I couldn’t stop the moans and guttural noises escaping my throat in pleasure, but Anikin only seemed to enjoy it all the more.

Without taking his mouth off of me, Anikin managed to find the lube somewhere under the bed, where it had ended up last time we’d used it and I vaguely noticed the lid pop. When Anikin’s slick fingers eased in between my buttocks I happily placed a foot on his shoulder and pushed against them, needing to feel him inside of me.

Even though he aimed to pleasure me, his finger work today was different from usual. It felt just as good but he spent more time stretching and teasing, rather than rubbing and stimulating, leaving me aching for release.

“Anikin… I want to… I need to” I panted as I writhed under his scrutinizing touches.

He pulled off my dick, “no Love, not today. You’ll have to wait,” and was now hovering over me. My eyes flew open at the new, softly spoken nickname. Somehow, even though it sounded kind of strange for him to call me “Love” it made my heart skip a beat and my cheeks heat. He withdrew his fingers, crawled onto the bed and motioned for me to follow.

The lube and a condom lay on the bed beside him and something fluttered in my stomach at the sight. We were really going to do it. This was it. I felt the nervousness creep in on me.

“Don’t,” Anikin whispered pulling my face to his so he could kiss me.

“I’m not…” he broke me off with another kiss.

“We’ll do this slowly. You got nothing to feel nervous about.” His hands trailed over my back, gently rubbing my muscles while his mouth did wonders on my neck.

“Turn over and lie on your stomach” he said close to my ear. I opened my eyes and felt another anxious flutter in my stomach. What now? Was he going to do it now? Despite my nerves I turned over and lay flat, obediently.

“I’ve missed you so much these past two days,” Anikin suddenly murmured, his lips against my shoulder.

“I don’t think I’ve ever had such a hard time keeping my hands off someone.” He continued to mutter as his hands started a journey over my body, but his voice was lost to me as I lost myself in his adoring touches.

I moaned deeply as he slid a hand under me to rub and tease my nipples, and when his cock grazed against the side of my ass, I couldn’t help but to raise my hips, invitingly, which he did not decline. With my ass already slick with lube, his dick slid easily back and forth between my cheeks. His moves were slow and every time he slid forward I pushed back, meeting him, causing him to groan in contentment.

He drew back and by sliding an arm under my hips he pulled me onto my knees. I was left with a few seconds to breathe while Anikin put on the condom, but it felt a few seconds too long. The nervousness started to flutter again and as Anikin leaned back over me, kissing the overheated skin at my lower back, I gave in to my panicked impulse.

“Wait… Should I clean it? Do I need to clean it?” I asked sounding oddly calm. I braced on my elbows and raised my head, craning my neck to look back. Anikin went completely still behind me before suddenly cracking a laugh.

“No Dominic… You do not have to clean it,” he answered with a smile in his voice, before pressing a kiss to my tailbone, making me shiver.

“How about you concentrate on feeling,” he said and painfully slow eased his fingers back into me, “and just stop thinking altogether?” With the whispered words he rubbed over my sweet spot and sent a wave of electrified thrills through my body, making me unable to answer.

When he finally straightened up behind me, I was so far gone in my desire for him that I didn’t protest when he placed the tip of his dick against my hole, ready to penetrate me.

As he started to push into me I couldn’t help but to tense up, even knowing it wasn’t going to make things easier.

“You need to relax, Love.” That nickname did odd but pleasurable things to my insides, I felt all wobbly with affection. He smoothed his hands over my body, caressing, and as the tension slowly left my body the crown of his cock slipped in. I groaned at the alien feeling and he stopped moving.

“Are you okay?” He asked softly.

“Mmm” I concentrated very hard on not being tense.

“Breathe,” Anikin whispered and I gasped as I drew in a deep breath. When I slowly breathed back out, Anikin pushed forward. Even though I did feel some pain I was surprised to discover that I didn’t feel much discomfort. A sudden thrill shot through my body as he slid past my sweet spot, making me moan and tremble. Anikin once again paused to let me relax and I felt an odd impatience rise.

“Can I move?” He asked.

“Yes, please.” My voice was strangely breathy. Slowly he started to move and I found myself lost in the act, sure I had expected the dull pain, but I hadn’t been prepared for the intense pleasure I felt.

Anikin moved with a steady, mind-numbing rhythm, but didn’t go fast and neither of us had the need to.

“God, Anikin… Just… Let me… God.” I couldn’t form a coherent sentence in my head as the most mind blowing orgasm started to roll in over me. Sure, I’d had a lot of mind blowing orgasms, but this one was different. My whole body cramped up, just to go into toe-curling spasms next. I silently screamed my pleasure into the sheets, doing my best to hang on. But, what had me most amazed was the feeling of my asshole contracting around Anikin’s cock. Such a special feeling that was like nothing else, and the thought of knowing that this feeling was what pulled Anikin over the edge into his own orgasm, only made it more so.

“Fuck, Dom. That’s…” He finished in a loud groan, his face buried against my back. I thought he forgot to breath for a moment, because he suddenly gasped and then relaxed, leaning one arm on the bed to steady himself and the other wrapped around my stomach to steady me.

We both stayed silent for a while, the only sound in the room being our heavy panting. His skin was slippery with sweat against mine and it felt wonderful, everything felt incredible at that moment, I don’t think I’d ever been so sated before.

“God. I don’t even… That was… You were…” Anikin was mumbling incoherently before he found the strength to move. I wanted to follow his example to get into a more comfortable position, but I didn’t know how to move my muscles anymore.

He slowly pulled out of me and I winced at the soreness I felt, so I wasn’t inhuman after all. I willingly let Anikin ease me down onto my side and gave him a satisfied smile as he pulled the covers up around me.

“I’ll be right back,” he said and pressed his lips against mine in a loving kiss. I hummed in contentment and groggily registered him leaving the room, probably to go to the bathroom. However, I had no recollection of him coming back.

***

The room was dark and quiet when I woke; the thought that it might be Monday occurred to me. I was groggy and sore, and when I sat up I winced as the pain in my ass made its presence felt. I slowly lay back down, trying to comprehend what had happened. Shadows of the feelings from last night and hazy images filled my mind and I couldn’t keep the silly giggle from escaping my mouth.

We had finally, really had sex. I rolled back and forth a little while, trying to get control back over my emotions which seemed to be going on rampage. The embarrassment, the happiness, the kind of feeling you get when you know you are being ridiculous but can’t help it, had a battle inside my head trying to get the upper hand.

When I finally calmed, I lay face down on Anikin’s side of the bed, and noticed a piece of paper had stuck to my forehead.

Morning Love. I had to run by the company, the VP texted me last night about a business meeting I couldn’t cancel. I contacted your school to let them know you wouldn’t be attending today, so you can go back to sleep. XxXx

I laughed at the eye-rolling smiley following the information of the meeting. He was being awfully laid-back about his job at the company. It wasn’t that he was not serious about it, but I knew how good he was at this sort of thing. It might be because of his intelligence that he could afford to be so laid-back about it.

I slept for about an hour more before I eventually got out of bed. I moved very slowly, feeling like an ostrich, not being able to walk properly.

As the day passed by I managed to get some homework done, lying on my stomach on the couch, as I had a hard time sitting.

When Anikin came home I’d fallen asleep, my head on top of my biology book. He woke me up with a kiss to the back of my neck.

“Mm. Anikin. Welcome home.” I rolled onto my side and gladly responded when he kissed me.

“What time is it?” I asked wrapping my arms around his neck.

“Just past three.” He settled down beside me, atop of my books, while caressing my back.

“How did the meeting go?” My body hummed in anticipation at his touch.

“Boring, and it dragged out.” I was lost in sensation as his fingers trailed up my spine and I sighed in contentment.

“How’s your body?” His lips had trailed down my neck and he started nipping at the soft skin of my collarbone.

“Sore, I don’t think we should repeat the success for a few days.” I moaned as his hand slid down and grabbed my ass, squeezing. The sting had dulled during the day and the aching soreness I felt was somewhat pleasurable with my rising desire.

Groaning he rubbed his groin against my hardening dick. “God, you are addictive.” He rose up leaning over me, sliding his hand to my front side. “I can play with this though, right?” he asked, rubbing me over my pants.

I pushed against him. “Please do,” I said. And with one hand on his neck I pulled him down to kiss him and quickly got my fly open with the other.

***

Happy and sated I slowly ate my dinner while gently rubbing my feet atop of Anikin’s. After our heated encounter earlier, followed by a shower, Anikin had put on some Jazz music and we’d made pasta carbonara, enjoying our happiness together dancing around in the kitchen.

“I don’t feel like going back to real life,” I said, leaning back when I’d finished eating.

“It’s not like this is going anywhere.” Anikin smiled, one of those sexy crooked ones that made my stomach flutter.

I slid further down into my seat and started trailing my foot up his leg. “Yeah, but it would be nice to just have you all to myself.” I eased my foot onto his groin, rubbing gently and twitched my toes while I met his gaze.

“I thought you’d had enough?” He grabbed my foot and rubbed the sole firmly with his thumb, I closed my eyes and groaned in satisfaction.

“Here, let’s get this cleaned up and I’ll give you a good rub before we go to bed,” he said, pushed my foot down and got out of his chair.

***

Sean just stared at me wide eyed. We’d met earlier than usual and were now standing in the middle of the grass area to the left of the school’s main entrance.

“You got it up the ass!” he stated. I hadn’t even said anything. Could he tell just from the look on my face? Did I look different? For a moment I just stared back.

“No?” I wasn’t sure I was totally up to confessing to him yet.

“You are such a bad liar.” Oddly enough he didn’t press any further and didn’t make a big deal out of it either. He just turned and started to walk towards the entrance, so unlike him.

“So… how did the weekend go?” Sean asked. I groaned as his question brought me back to the events of the weekend.

“It wasn’t really that bad, although I got washed down the river. Could’ve lived without that experience.” I filled him in on the weekend’s jaunts as we walked, and we were halfway down the hall to our classroom before he suddenly yelled;

“ARGH.” He stopped and turned to look at me. “I can’t take it anymore! I am dying to know what happened with you and Anikin.” I stared at him wide eyed in shock.

“What?” I didn’t know what to say.

“Come on. How did it happen? How did it feel? Give me some juice.” I was well aware that Sean wasn’t gay and he didn’t want a detailed description of the act; he just wanted something to gossip about. I’ll give him something to talk about. I squinted my eyes at him for a second.

I spoke quickly, not giving Sean a chance to interrupt. “We came home and once inside the hall he pulled down my pants, turned me around and immediately stuck his tongue up my…”

“Oh God Stop! He went full rimming on you?” For a second he stared at me wide eyed in disbelief. “No, wait that is so personal forget I ever asked. Unless you want to finish?" He didn’t exactly look like he hoped I would finish.

I entered the class a few minutes before the bell rang and found my seat beside Sean.

“Hey man, you do know…”

“Yes, yes. I know you were just fucking with me. But Fuck Dom, don’t spring it on me like that,” Sean complained and I just grinned at him as the teacher walked in to start the class. Before the lecture started I quickly scribbled on a piece of paper:

Just so you know. It was completely normal, we took it slow and it… actually felt really good.

Damn you.

I finished with cursing him as it turned out he had been right about it feeling good.

***

Anikin and Tamaki were hanging out in the entrance hall when I entered the agency that afternoon. I didn’t have a shift, but I knew Anikin and Tamaki had a shoot at four. So since I was off early from school I thought I’d go watch, maybe find a corner and get some homework done while waiting for Anikin.

“Dom! You’re off early,” Anikin said when I was almost at his side.

“Yeah. PE got cancelled.” I shot him a shy glance, which was really silly, we’d been dating for two months; I didn’t have anything to feel shy about.

“I don’t really understand why you keep trying to hide it,” Tamaki suddenly said and we both looked questionably at him. “Pretty much everyone knows that you are a pair, so why not just go all out?” He explained.

“No! I couldn’t…” I didn’t know how to explain it; I just couldn’t be completely open about it yet. Not that I minded people knowing, but there was something about officially making it public that had me sweating.

“How do you know?” Anikin asked. He, as well as I, knew that Tamaki wasn’t the type to spread or listen to gossip.

“Come on. Your possessiveness is hard to miss and Dom is practically drooling all over you at every shoot. It’s obvious.” He crossed his arms and looked at Anikin, one brow raised. Neither of us said anything in comeback.

“Come on, it’s almost time.” Anikin dodged the subject by walking off. Tamaki and I followed along without further comments on the matter.

I tuned out their work conversation while we walked and tried to collect my thoughts around the essay I would have to finish by Thursday. Suddenly Anikin vanished from the field of my vision where he’d been walking beside me. When I looked up I found he’d stopped walking and was looking down the hallway towards the A section studios, which was mostly used for shootings of models hired from outside the agency.

“Anikin?” I asked but he didn’t seem to hear me. I shot Tamaki a glance and we both went back to see what had captured his attention.

Further down the hall stood a few people, most of them I’d seen before, but the tall, eastern looking man with the tanned skin and the black haired man in the suit were new faces to me.

“I’d be damned” Tamaki muttered at my side, I looked up at him questioningly just to turn my head in the other direction when Anikin started to walk off, towards the people, with fast strides.

The tall one noticed Anikin and turned to face him with a big smile on his face. A moment later they were in a tight, intimate embrace and a lump formed in my stomach.

“Who is he?” I asked Tamaki. He quickly glanced down at me before looking back at the pair, a wrinkle between his brows.

“An old friend.” He sounded kind of sad but when he turned back to me he was smiling. “Well, let’s get going, no need to stand around here. Anikin will join us when he’s done.” He pulled me with him, away from the sight of the embracing men.

Tamaki had been right, Anikin joined us before long, followed by this old friend of his. I was seated in the corner, out of the way. They both went to join Tamaki, who was seated in front of his mirror with Valentin working on his looks, and Anikin just managed to get in his own seat before Pierre got to work.

“Tamaki.” The tall guy laughed and stepped up to him. Tamaki stood, a smile on his face and greeted the man with a hug.

“Santiago. You look… so alive.” There was an edge to Tamaki’s voice that made me wonder who this – Santiago was.

“Dominic.” Tamaki turned towards me and waved me over. Santiago watched me approach, his head cocked to the side.

“Dominic, this is Santiago. A very old friend we haven’t seen in years”

“Nice to meet you. I’m Dominic, Anikin’s brother.” I inwardly winced at myself; it was a habit to introduce myself as his brother.

“Brother? I think he mentioned having one at some point. It’s very nice to meet you.” Santiago’s voice was grouchy when he spoke, but smooth at the same time, so it was easy to understand what he was saying despite his Spanish accent.

Santiago was very much a man, testosterone oozed off him. His face had the general features of Spanish men; A strong jawline, tall forehead and thick, curvy, black hair. Dark stubbles covered his cheeks and framed his full, bowed lips. His thick eyebrows were low set, giving an intense look to his eyes. He was handsome with his smooth skin and his chiseled frame. However, what made him sexy attractive was not his general features, but his too green eyes and his blinding white killer smile, I was sure that women were swooning over him with just one look.

I shook his hand and was not surprised by his firm grip. When I looked up and met his gaze a small chill ran down my spine, he was regarding me with this odd glint in his eye.

“So – How did you meet Anikin?” I asked and stuck my hands into my pockets.

“We meet on a shoot in Brazil, that’s where I met Tamaki as well.” He smiled at Tamaki but to my surprise Tamaki didn’t smile back, not whole hearted anyway, it was more of a twisted grimace than a smile. Tamaki then sat back down to let Valentin finish his job.

“Grayson!” Santiago sudden exclaimed, raising his hands in a greeting gesture and walked right past me without another word, to embrace the stern looking photographer for today’s shoot. Did this guy know everyone here? I slowly went back to my corner, but couldn’t gather my thoughts around my homework.

When there was called for a break Tamaki came towards me, looking very uncomfortable and he wouldn’t really meet my eyes as he spoke. “We’re going out to eat and have a drink when the shoot is over, so I think you might as well leave. Can you get home on your own?” He was fidgeting, so unlike Tamaki.

I frowned “Sure, but why are you the one telling me?” I looked passed him and saw Anikin at the other end of the studio, talking and laughing with Santiago.

“They haven’t seen each other in ages Dom, they used to… be very close. Let it go” I didn’t care what Tamaki was trying to tell me, they were both acting weird and it had me worried.

“Sure Tamaki, I can get home by myself. Don’t let him drive if he drinks.” Without pressing the subject further I got out of my seat and packed my stuff.

I tried to catch Anikin’s gaze on my way out but he didn’t sense me at all, and in the end I just left. It didn’t matter I would ask him about it in the morning.

But when I woke up the next day, his side of the bed was empty and there was no sign he’d been in the house. I reached out to check my phone; no missed calls and no texts. Wondering, I called Anikin’s number but didn’t get an answer. Had something happened to him? Had he been driving even though I’d told Tamaki not to let him? After my third attempt to ring him I jumped out of bed and quickly got dressed, to save time I just pulled on whatever I’d been wearing yesterday. I checked my phone for the time, I had twenty minutes before the first bus would leave. I threw my books into my bag and only spent 15 seconds in the bathroom to do what was most necessary and skipped passed the kitchen into the hall. I slung my bag on one shoulder while pulling my jacket onto the other, and meanwhile putting on my shoes.

I had the door locked in a second before bolting for the bus.

I’d just made my ride in time and anxiously stood in front of the bus doors as we entered the city. I got off three stop early from my normal stop to school and made my way towards the agency. I walked the well-known path as fast as I could and when I arrived at the parking lot in front, I breathed out in relief. Anikin’s car was still parked in the same spot it’d been yesterday.

I slowed my pace a bit to catch my breath as I walked over the parking area. I swiped my entry card through the slid and walked through the doors. This was the first time I’d been here so early, and was surprised to find the entrance hall swarming with people going in every direction. I made my way towards the information desk, dodging people on my way.

“Excuse me?” I didn’t know the blond behind the desk. “Could you tell me in which studio Anikin is working in today?” She looked up at me without saying anything, then her gaze was drawn towards something past me and she pointed. Anikin was standing with Santiago by the elevator off to my right.

“Thank you,” I said to the girl and jogged towards him. I grabbed him by the arm just as they were about to enter the elevator. He turned in surprise.

“Dominic?” He said and looked confused for a moment. “What are you doing here?” I frowned at the question.

“Why are you surprised? You didn’t come home yesterday and didn’t let me know you weren’t going to. Where were you?” I pulled him off to the side so we wouldn’t be in the way.

“It got pretty late so we stayed at the hotel around the corner.” He made it sound as it was totally normal, but he’d never left me hanging like that, unknowing, usually he would at least text me if something came up.

“Listen, I have a meeting and you need to go to school. So I’ll see you later, okay?” He just waved the subject off like that, rubbed his hand down my upper arm and rushed to make the next elevator before it closed. I stood staring at the elevator doors, too indignant to move. What the hell was going on? I broke free of my frozen posture and looked around for a second, before moving towards the entrance. I slowly made my way to school and arrived half an hour before the bells rang.

***

“Why are you so moody?” Sean asked at lunch, when he was tired of my barely saying a word to him.

“Hm? Oh nothing, it’s… it’s probably nothing,” I mumbled and went back to pick at my food.

“Come on, tell me. It’s got to be something major when you’re acting this weird.” He put down his sandwich and leaned back to look at me.

I gazed up at him and sighed. “One of Anikin’s old friends has been hired for a job at the agency and Anikin is acting really strange. Hell, Tamaki is acting strange. I feel like a whiney girlfriend when her boyfriend is looking at other girls.” I groaned, irritated with myself for taking it so close to heart.

“Why not just ask Anikin about it?” Sean said.

“I had planned to, but he never came home last night. He went to have dinner with Tamaki and Santiago. He didn’t even text me to let me know he wasn’t coming home. He never, and I mean never, does something unplanned without letting me know about it first, Sean.”

“Well…”

“Tamaki told me they had been pretty close though, and that it’d been years since they’d last seen each other.” I added when Sean didn’t look like he knew what to say.

“Ah, how would you act if you met me again after years without contact?” He grinned at me, totally confident of our relationship. I shot him a skeptic glance.

“Aw, that’s harsh man. You know you love me.” I grinned at him and we dropped the subject. I did feel a bit better, even though the lump in my stomach didn’t ease up.

We sat in silence for a while, the only noise at our table being the scraping on my plate as I ate the pasta I’d bought at the cafeteria.

“I just got the most brilliant idea!” Sean suddenly erupted.

“Jesus Christ, don’t scare me like that.” My heart pounded from the surprise.

“Let’s go spy on them after school. You don’t have work today, right.” He had this crazy look on his face that told me I was not going to pass this one over.

“How would we do that? He’s probably working when we get off school, and I can’t go spy on him at my workplace. That would be going too far.”

“Text Tamaki and ask if he know when he gets off.”

“I don’t know how he would know. They’re not shooting together today.” Even so I pulled out my cellphone and texted Tamaki.

Why don’t you just ask Anikin? Came the answer back.

He’s not answering me. I added a little annoyed smiley at the end.

No. He’s not working late, he has a dinner appointment.

Dinner appointment?? With who? This was a surprise; I hadn’t heard anything from Anikin about it.

Santiago. Wow, see that was not really a surprise. I shoved my phone back in my pocket.

“We’re lucky. Seems he has a dinner date with that friend of his,” I told Sean, the annoyance clear in my voice.

“What time is he getting off then?” Oh yeah, Sean might be on to something there. We would need to know what time he was leaving the agency to be able to follow him. I pulled my cell back out of my pocket and texted Tamaki again.

“He gets off at three” I said looking up from the display. I locked the screen ignoring Tamaki’s question on why I wanted to know this.

“That means we’ll have to skip the last lecture to get there in time” Sean said, a rebellious gleam in his eyes.

***

Sean and I were hiding behind a big Volvo waiting for Anikin and Santiago to leave the building.

“There he is,” Sean suddenly said. We’d been waiting for thirty minutes so we’d been taking turns looking out for them. I got to my feet to look through the windows of the car, across the cabin.

“Should we really be doing this? I feeling like a villain” I glanced at Sean.

“Sure we should be, you want to know if he is cheating on you right?” And at that moment I realized, that was the sole reason for all my worries; I was afraid he was cheating on me. I gave Sean a weak nod and watched as Anikin and Santiago walked around the corner of the building, towards down town. We waited a heartbeat before sprinting across the lot to follow them.

After a ten minute walk Anikin and Santiago entered a restaurant named Exilencio, which had a reputation for making amazingly good food as well as having a relaxed atmosphere. We could see the front of the restaurant clearly from the corner of the alley we were currently at.

“We can’t follow them in there. So what now?” I looked at Sean but he didn’t respond.

“Look,” he suddenly said and pointed. “They are being seated by the window.” I followed the direction of his pointing finger, and just as he said, Anikin and Santiago were sitting down at a table by the restaurant’s window.

“What are you two idiots doing here?” The voice came from behind us and we both almost fell on our butts with surprise by the sudden question.

“Tamaki,” I breathed when I turned around. He leaned forward to see what we were looking at, and when he realized he turned to me in disbelief.

“Are you spying on Anikin?” He made it sound like a terrible thing to be doing. “So that’s the reason for your texts earlier.” Okay, maybe it was an awful thing to do, but no one would give me any answers, so what was I supposed to do? I looked down but didn’t answer him.

“What are you doing here Tamaki?” Sean stood up to defend me.

“I’m not standing around corners.” His tone was slightly annoyed. “I have a reservation”

“Are you spying on him?” I felt the surprise clear on my face as I realized what he’d just said.

“No.” A heartbeat went by and I was just about to give him right back about bitching over the awful thing I was doing. “I have a date” he finished and suddenly lit up in a smile. “Here she comes. Go home Dom, trust Anikin. Let it go, kay?” And then he went on to meet with the girl who’d just showed up. My gaze traveled back to the window where I could see Anikin and Santiago laugh. My heart went up in my throat when I saw Santiago put his hand briefly on top of Anikin’s. A second later Anikin withdrew his hand and grabbed the menu card and I relaxed. I stepped back and leaned against the wall. Tamaki was right, I should trust Anikin; after all I knew he loved me. With a sigh I straightened and turned to Sean.

“Let’s go home, this is not going to do any good for the situation. I’ll just talk to Anikin as soon as I get the chance”

“Aww, and I was having so much fun. Then let’s go play video games at my place?” I smiled in agreement and we started to walk home.

***

On Thursday I went to work without being any wiser on Anikin’s odd behavior. He’d gotten home after I’d fallen asleep and was gone when I woke up, but at least he’d been home.

I met him shortly in the hall while running to get curtains from the stockroom, for the setting on the shoot I was assisting at.

“Anikin! I need to talk to you. Do you have a minute?” He was walking with Pierre and the manager. I grabbed his hand when he looked at me and pulled him towards me.

“Dominic, not now.” He glanced towards the others who had carried on. “I’m kind of busy, later. Kay?” He slipped from my grip and walked on without looking back. I felt the emotional hurt burn at the back of my eyes, but I forced my tears back; I was working, I had no time to be weeping.

On my way back I saw Tamaki. He was standing off to the side talking with Stephanie; one of the dark haired models I knew had been looking in Tamaki’s direction for a while.

“Tamaki!” My voice sounded harsher than I’d meant it to. Tamaki looked up and as I came closer Stephanie shot a look at me.

“I’ll talk to you later, Tamaki,” she said and quickly departed.

“What the fuck is going on?” I asked, feeling the anger and hurt form a hard ball in my stomach. “Anikin is acting weird and he’s never home.” I practically threw the cardboard box with the fabric to the floor.

“You will have to ask Anikin about it,” Tamaki said, sadness in his voice.

“He’s barely speaking to me, so how can I ask him. Just tell me,” I begged.

With a hand on my shoulder he apologized, “I’m sorry Dom. It’s not for me to tell.” Before he walked off.

Half an hour before I was to get off there was nothing left for me to do, and I decided to go see if I could catch Anikin in the break of his shoot. It was a fairly calm day at the agency, we had a larger amount of abroad shooting going on at the moment, and hence a lot of people were gone.

I entered the studio and ran into Barry, one of the stage setters, just inside the door.

“He’s in the dressing room.” He informed me and I thanked him as he left with a wave.

The roomed hummed calmly with the staff talking, standing around the set. I waved at Jessie as I made my way towards the dressing room.

I grabbed the handle and opened the door.

“Anikin…” I looked up and saw Anikin, pressed against the counter, both hands braced on the surface with Santiago leaning over him with his lips pressed against Anikin’s.

My eyes went wide in shock at the scene. I felt my heart shatter inside my chest and my breathing quickened. Just at that moment Anikin opened his eyes, sensing my presence.

He broke the kiss and looked at me in horror.

“Dom…” I didn’t hear what he was about to say. I turned around and slammed the door so hard behind me that the sound echoed in the studio, making all gazes turn in my direction. But I didn’t care. I stormed back out into the hallway.

“Dominic!” I heard Anikin call behind me but continued, making my way towards the staff locker room to get my bag.

In the entrance hall I encountered Tamaki. He grabbed my arm as I was about to rush passed him.

“Dom?” He said, no doubt my feelings were showing on my face.

“You knew! You knew all along, didn’t you?” I felt the tears press on.

“Knew what?” He asked, face serious.

“That he was cheating on me!” I screamed at him. Why was he playing stupid? Tamaki’s eyes went big in shock and a small voice in the back of my head said he hadn’t known, but I was beyond reason at this moment.

“Dom!” Anikin entered the entrance hall and ran to grab my arm as I was about to stalk off again.

“Let me…” I didn’t let him finish, I turned and slapped him, hard. The sound of my hand colliding with face left the whole room dead silent. For one second I met Anikin’s gaze, his eyes glazed over as all my feelings of hurt and betrayal showed at that instance, before I turned around and left.

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