Chapter 17- As We Kiss By The Flame

                                    

                                          
~~Author's Note~~
Why am I lying to you? This chapter isn't that much longer than the last one. Actually... I think it's shorter. Oops.
                          
-MadiWritez
                          
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My eyes fluttered shut. He let me have my way for a short amount of time, but still pulled away a few moments later, just enough to break our lips apart. His face was mere centimeters from mine. His hand brushed against my cheek. 
                          
"Would it be too much trouble to spend some time together?" Komaeda murmured, his voice hesitant. I shook my head slightly, my eyes still closed. The hand that was on my cheek drifted to the back of my head, and his smooth pale lips pressed gently into mine. He pushed me gradually backwards, until I was laying flat on the hard floor, Komaeda on top of me. I tangled my fingers in his silky blonde locks, as we kissed. 
                          
He pulled away, just enough to speak.

                          
"I love you, Hajime," he breathed softly. A breath hitched in my throat at that genuine tone, and those affectionate eyes. I knew we were avoiding the inevitable. I knew one of our friends had just died and that we needed to be there to figure out who did it, but it was just all too much. All I wanted to do was be with Komaeda, and pretend none of it was happening.
                          
I wanted to pretend the two of us were in that little suburban house, together in a place that was safe and ours, where nobody could hurt us. The two of us could be together until the end, living with hope again, and with my eyes closed, I could almost make myself believe it was true.
                          
"I love you too," I said, my heart doing a little flip behind my ribs. I pressed my lips into his in a desperate kiss. I needed him. He didn't even attempt to resist. Rather, I felt hands work their way under my shirt, and across my chest, indulging in the kiss much more than expected, not that it was a problem. I melded into him, barely even reacting as he pulled away to remove my shirt. I needed him more than ever.
                          
With a quiet grunt, he scooted downward, and began planting light, feathery kisses all across my collarbones and shoulders. I let out a breathy sound, and pushed up on his shoulders, forcing him into a sitting position. Then, I pulled him into an embrace. I brushed my thumbs under his eyes. His beautiful, faded blue eyes, that shimmered with life. 
                          
I pressed my forehead against his, blushing gently as I said, "I love you." He smirked, and tapped his lips against my own in response. The sweet gesture soon turned into a deep, intense kiss. My hands, which were located on his chest, drifted down, where they rested on the tops of his thighs. 
                          
Suddenly, there was a banging sound behind us. I whipped around, to see Fuyuhiko standing in the doorway, his expression a mix of terror and rage.