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A!Fuma x O!Kento

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"I am home." 

"Welcome back, Fuma!"

Kento ran to the entrance and hugged his lover. But, he suddenly let go of his hug and frowned. "What smell is it?"

Fuma laughed, "Of course it is my smell. I've been working since early morning until midnight, does it smell bad?"

"No! It is from another omega. Tell me, Fuma, do you cheat on me?"

Fuma's laugh stopped, he took a deep breath, "Kento, we already talked about this. I am not cheating on you. I will never."

"Liar!! Then why do you smell like another omega?"

"I've been working with a lot of people and some of them are omega, that's why their smell is on me, and it's normal, Nakajima! Sometimes you also smell like another alpha and I never give a damn about it."

"Kikuchi stop being defensive and just answer me honestly. Do you cheat on me?!" Kento shouted at Fuma and pulled his collar.

Fuma looked at Kento's eyes and whispered, "Nakajima, it's not the first time, you always accuse me of cheating. You don't trust me even a bit, do you?"

Kento opened his mouth but nothing came out from his mouth. He let go of Fuma's collar and looked down, he couldn't answer Fuma's question.

"I am fucking tired of it!" Fuma slammed the door close and it made Kento flinch. Kento was still standing in the entrance and staring at the door. His body began to tremble and tears started to flow. They had a fight again and it was worse than before. Fuma never left him alone no matter how mad he was.

"Fuma…" Kento squatted down and started to sob. Fuma's scent still lingered in Kento's apartment and it made him cry harder. Kento knew it was his fault but he didn't expect Fuma would be so mad.

"Fuma, sorry–" Kento leaned to the wall behind him and hugged his knees.

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It had been a week since their quarrel and Fuma had not come to Kento's apartment yet. Fuma even didn't bother to respond to his texts or calls. But, Kento didn't give up. Today he had a photoshoot schedule with the group, it meant he would meet Fuma and he promised to himself that he would apologise to Fuma.

Kento sat alone in the dressing room, he came earlier than the other. He silently hoping, Fuma would be early too.

"Morning."

Ah! That's Fuma!

"Morning, Kikuchi!" Kento stood up and walked towards Fuma, but Fuma only glanced at him for a second then he went out again while murmuring, "I need to meet the staff."

Kento stared at the closed door, his vision started to blur because of tears.

"Morning– Kenty, are you okay?"

So asked and rushed to Kento when he saw his leader was near to tearing up.

"Why are you crying? Did something bad happen?" So urged Kento to sit on the couch and asked him worriedly.

"K-kikuchi hates–" Kento sobbed before he could finish his sentence.

"Fuma-kun? What happened to Fuma-kun?"

"He hates me, So-chan. Kikuchi must hate me."

"Why does he hate you, though? He loves you the most!"

"No! He hates me now. It's my fault."

"He won't. Now, calm yourself and tell me what happened. Okay, Kenty?"

So hugged Kento and stroked his back. After the cries subsided, So patiently waited for Kento to tell the story.

"I got it. It's a misunderstanding between you two. You know very well that Fuma-kun won't hate you, right? Don't cry again, I'll help you to apologise to Fuma-kun. Don't worry!"

Kento widened his eyes, "Really? Will you help me? So-chan, thank you so much!" Then he hugged So tightly and of course So hugged him back.

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"Fuma-kun, Shori, Kenty! Let's go eat together!" So asked the members to have dinner together. Kento knew So did it in order to help him reconcile with Fuma. Shori nodded and said he would like to go but Fuma remained silent. Kento held his breath, waiting for Fuma's answer. He was afraid that Fuma would refuse So's invitation.

"Fuma-kun?"

"Hm? Okay." Fuma nodded and walked out of the dressing room while holding his bag.

Kento breathed in relief, he thanked So silently. Then the three of them followed Fuma towards the parking lot. At the parking lot, they asked their manager to drive them to their regular eating place which they often visited.

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"Kenty! Don't drink too much!"

So grabbed Kento's glass of alcohol and forced him to drink water instead. It was Kento's 7th glass and he didn't want to stop.

"Shori help me! Kenty mustn't drink too much. He's already drunk."

"Shori~ So-chan~ give me back my alcohol!" Kento shook his head in disapproval and tried to snatch his glass back from So's hand but Shori was fast enough to grab the glass and hid it behind his back.

"Kenty! Remember what you have to do! You have to apologise to Fuma-kun!"

Shori and Fuma, who didn't know anything, spontaneously said "Huh?" in unison.

Kento, who had already drunk, couldn't digest So's words so he was still trying to get his glass of alcohol back.

"Nakajima?"

Hearing Fuma's somewhat cold voice, Kento stopped his movement and timidly glanced towards Fuma. His body started trembling and he tried to hide behind So. He whimpered and shrank himself in order to make Fuma couldn't see him.

"Kenty? What's wrong?" So touched Kento's hand that was clutching the hem of his shirt.

Kento shook his head, he let out a high-pitched cry and buried his head on So's back.

Fuma stiffened in surprise, he knew what happened to Kento, it was a sign of omega in distress.

"Nakajima? Are you in distress? Are you okay?" Fuma tried to touch Kento's hand but Kento pulled his hand away from Fuma and let out a painful cry. Kento was in distress and scared of him. It wasn't the first time he saw Kento in distress but it was the first time Kento was scared of him and he didn't know why. Then he asked So to move aside and he sat near Kento.

"Why? Why are you scared of me?" Fuma asked softly.

Kento shook his head, he curled into a ball and started hyperventilating. Fuma couldn't bear to see his beloved in this state so he pulled Kento onto his lap, hugged him and patted his back.

Kento's trembling and weak body thrashed around and tried to break free from Fuma's embrace but Fuma didn't let him. He tightened his hug and released his pheromones to make Kento stop hyperventilating.

"Can you guys leave us alone?"

Fuma asked So and Shori to leave them and fortunately they nodded without asking.

"Can you tell me what's happening?" Shori whispered while walking out from the room. So whispered back, "I'll tell you later."

Fuma silently thanked the younger members and went back to focus his attention on Kento. Kento had stopped hyperventilating but he was still trembling. Fuma stroked his back and whispered, "I'm sorry."

The two of them stayed for a while until Kento breathed evenly. Fuma loosened his hug and found Kento was falling asleep. He smiled and kissed Kento's forehead.

After making sure Kento was sleeping, he called So and Shori, and asked them to help him bring Kento back to his apartment.

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Fuma carefully laid down Kento on his bed. Then, he changed Kento's clothes to a sweatshirt. Fuma stroked Kento's damp hair, kissed his swollen eyes and whispered, "What's happening to you, Nakajima?"

Fuma took a long breath then covered Kento with a blanket, "Nice dream." He closed the door slowly and left the bedroom.

Fuma went to the bathroom, turned on the shower and started to take a bath. He was about to dry his hair when he heard a rustling sound from his bedroom. He ran towards the bedroom and opened the door. There, he saw Kento sitting upright with a scared expression on the bed.

"Nakajima, what's wrong?"

"Fu-Fuma?" Kento's weak voice called Fuma's name. The older man's eyes were red and puffy, tears streamed down his pinkish cheek.

Fuma sat beside Kento, reached out his hand, and touched Kento's head slowly, "Are you okay, Nakajima?"

Kento shook his head, "No. Fuma angry. Hate me. Kento is scared. Fuma sorry." He mumbled, his fingers fidgeted then clutched the hem of his sleeves.

"Come here, Nakajima." Fuma pulled Kento's hand in order to make him sit on his lap. After Kento was sitting on his lap comfortably, Fuma's thumb wiped his tears away.

"Are you still scared? I'm not angry anymore, so please don't be scared."

"Fuma? Not angry?" Kento timidly looked at Fuma and found his droopy eyes were looking back at him lovingly.

"No." Fuma kissed Kento's tear-stained cheek. Then, he showered Kento's face with light kisses.

Kento giggled in response, two hands cupped Fuma's cheeks, stopping him from kissing.

"I love you." Fuma kissed Kento's lips once more again before he leaned back and stared at Kento intently.

"Mmh, I love you too," Kento replied coquettishly, then he smiled widely, showing his rabbit teeth.

"Don't be scared of me again, okay? I promise I won't get angry at you again."

"Un!" Kento nodded and put his arms around Fuma's neck, pulling him closer then he buried his nose in the crook of Fuma's neck, inhaling his citrus pheromones.

Fuma combing Kento's hair softly, "Do you want to talk about the matter now or you want to talk tomorrow when you're sober?"

"I'm not drunk. Let's talk now." Kento shook his head, he slowly got off Fuma's lap and sat properly in front of Fuma.

"Let's talk now, Kikuchi." Kento stared at Fuma's eyes with strong determination.

Fuma smiled, "Go on. I'm all ears."

Kento looked down at his knees, then with a voice barely above a murmur he said, "I'm sorry."

Fuma raised one of his eyebrows, "Hm?"

Kento sighed, he slowly raised his head and looked into Fuma's eyes. "I'm sorry, Kikuchi. I was wrong. I didn't trust you. I'm sorry I had a trust issue with you. I'm really sorry."

Fuma grabbed Kento's hand, held it and intertwined their fingers, "It's okay. I was wrong too. I should've not been mad at you and even avoided you."

Kento shook his head, "No. You are allowed to be mad. If I were you, I would be mad too. I was accusing you of cheating, and that's worse. I'm sorry, Kikuchi. I'm really sorry."

Fuma smiled, "Apologies are accepted. Now, you don't need to be sorry anymore."

Kento nodded and smiled happily, this small gesture made Fuma hug him immediately. Little did Kento know that seeing Kento's smile made Fuma happy and content.

They were silent for a while, enjoying each other's embrace. Then Fuma suddenly broke the silence, "Do you want to scent me every morning?"

"I– what?" Kento immediately let go of their hug and looked at Fuma, eyes widened in surprise.

"Scent me every morning or every time before I go to work."

"But, how? Our apartment is quite far away. Besides, we both are busy. It's not that I don't want to scent you, I'd love to! But, I think that will be inconvenient for both of us." Kento's eyes shone with confusion.

"Hmm. You're right." Kikuchi hummed in agreement. He was silent for a few seconds before his eyes lit up, "I have an idea!"

"What is it?" Kento's eyes sparkle with curiosity. He eagerly looked at Fuma, waiting for his response.

"Let's live together."

"HUH?"

"Hahaha!" Fuma suddenly burst out laughing and clapped his hands. For Fuma, Kento's comical expression was really cute.

"Why are you laughing?" Kento pouted then hit Fuma's chest several times.

Fuma grabbed Kento's hand, stopping him from hitting his chest, "You're so cute." His laugh subsided, he gave Kento a gentle smile.

"Ugh–" Kento couldn't utter a word, hot blush creeped up on his cheeks, ears, even neck.

Fuma pulled Kento into his arms, embrace him tightly. He hummed simple melodies and swayed their body. One hand circled around Kento's slim waist while the other hand stroked Kento's head.

"Let me say it again. Let's live together. Us. Me and you in this apartment."

Kento didn't say anything but tightened their hug, hands clutched on the back of Fuma's shirt. Soon, the sound of sobbing was heard in the room. Fuma loosened his hug and saw Kento was crying.

"Why are you crying? Do you hate the idea? It's okay if you hate it, I won't force you." Fuma cupped Kento's face and wiped his tears with his thumb pad. His eyes were shaking in panic.

Kento laughed softly, he put his hands on top of Fuma's. "I don't hate it. I actually love it so much. I'm just– I'm so happy. It's tears of happiness, Kikuchi."

Fuma breathed in relief, "I thought I made you sad again."

Kento shook his head, "Kikuchi, I'm sleepy." He yawned then rubbed his red eyes with the hem of his long sleeves.

Fuma chuckled, his older lover was so cute to the point he often wondered who's the older between them.

"Let's sleep." Fuma lay on the right side of the bed and pulled Kento to sleep beside him. He moved closer to Kento, spooning him and kissed the crown of Kento's head. Kento's back that pressed against Fuma's chest was warm and brought comfort to Fuma. Kento's rose pheromones and his own citrus pheromones wafted in the air, Fuma inhaled deeply and sighed with satisfaction.

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the end.