what if mafuyu goes to akihiko and haruki's apartment to ask for akihiko's help musically but akihiko's still at osaka.
“Mafuyu?” Haruki looked down and saw Kedama with him. Haruki opened the door wider to let the two in.
He took to his natural place in the apartment: on the living room’s table. In only a few minutes, the apartment looked like whenever Akihiko’s practicing and composing music; papers everywhere, music sheets on the couch, the trusty mug full of pens on the table.
It gave Haruki a comfort and happiness he didn’t know he missed. Having Mafuyu here, mumbling and humming, strumming and pausing to write lyrics, Kedama barking and playing by his legs, soothed Haruki.
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
Meant to Be - Coming Out On Top
Chapters: 10/?
Fandom: Given (Manga), Given (Anime)
Rating: Explicit
Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Relationships: Kaji Akihiko/Nakayama Haruki
Characters: Kaji Akihiko, Nakayama Haruki, Uenoyama Ritsuka, Satou Mafuyu, Original Male Character(s), Original Female Character(s), Nakayama Haruki's Family
Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - College/University, First Meetings, Hatred, Sexual Tension, Masturbation, Making Out, Alternate Universe - Bands, Frottage, Porn Watching, Anal Fingering, Anal Sex, Enemies to Friends to Lovers, Karaoke, Fingerfucking, Blow Jobs
Summary:
Enjoying the rest of their weekend break, Akihiko and Haruki spend their time doing things they've never experienced.
“Haru.”
Rolling over with a groan, Haruki buried his head against familiar hardness. He was in the middle of a wonderful dream and wanted to resume it. Taking a deep breath, he concentrated on the movie in his mind.
“Haru.”
He was becoming annoyed with the disconnected voice. His dream was ripped from him and he knew he’d never get it back. Choosing to return to the land of nod once more, he sighed and settled further into the warmth he was pressed against.
Haru, wake up. I want to show you something.”
Opening his eyes slightly, Haruki saw Akihiko looming over him, a soft smile on his lips. His eyes adjusted and he registered the darkness in the room. Not appreciating being woken up in the middle of the night, Haruki scowled at his boyfriend.
“Why in the hell are you waking me up at…” Haruki said, pausing to check the time on his phone, “It’s almost six. What’s so important at six in the morning?”
The first time Mafuyu came in contact with snow, he was exposed, skin untouched by cold tenderness. He awaited cruelty; snow is harsh, it makes winter ruthless, it shows no mercy, but unlike what he was expecting, its touch was soothing, soft, comforting.
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Winter had a reputation; its cold seeped into your bones, snow burnt your skin until nothing but frostbitten flesh was left.
Mafuyu, a winter baby, grew up in a house on fire. There was no moment the flares wouldn't lick his skin, leaving angry welts on its wake. His mother, a wilting flower under the extreme heat, did all she could to shield him from the flame but he was inevitably burnt by it eventually.
The first time he came in contact with snow, he was exposed, skin untouched by cold tenderness. He awaited cruelty; snow is harsh, it makes winter ruthless, it shows no mercy, but unlike what he was expecting, its touch was soothing, soft, comforting.
Yuki arrived in his life like a blizzard. He turned his world upside down at first, very much like a first friend does, and then when his world indeed started collapsing on itself, he was the cooling snowflakes that graced his skin with kindness after the flames had hurt him, he held his hand steady as the hot air of the fire threatened to suffocate him.
"Mafuyu, as long as I'm here, no one is going to hurt you again." There was no way a child could be sure of that, but Mafuyu let the comforting words wash over him. He gripped Yuki's hand tighter, and at that moment, his promise appeared to him like words carved in stone, a magical contract never to be broken.
Mafuyu woke up to one of the earliest memories he had of Yuki. They were sitting down under the same tree where Yuki first found Mafuyu, their fingers intertwined. Yuki had dropped those words as Mafuyu watched him poke some bugs with a stick.
He smiled wistfully at the memory of the long broken promise, after all, death overwrites all contracts. He wondered if eight-year-old Yuki would have made the same vow had he known Mafuyu was destined to be the one to hurt him. Mafuyu closed his eyes momentarily; he could go back to sleep for a little while longer, he could bask in the early memories of Yuki, that ached so profoundly, or he could wake up to feed Kedama.
He ended up getting up; he had a dog to take care of and a flat to tidy up before his boyfriend came over to hang out during their rest day. He let a small smile grace his lips. His boyfriend Uenoyama would be coming over, maybe they could cuddle, that sure would fluster him, He loved to know he had that effect on his darling. He felt fortunate to be so thoroughly adored by such a radiant soul, a heart he had to treat with care to treasure it the way Uenoyama deserved.
By midday, he had nothing to do but to regularly check his phone, waiting for the text that would let him know his boyfriend was right outside his door. After 10 minutes of sitting on the floor with Kedama on his lap, impatiently running his hands through his dog's soft fur, he picked up his phone to text his boyfriend.
M: Where are you?
U: omw, sorry, I had to outrun a cat.
M: So do you want McDonald's?
U: I'll love whatever you get me.
U: ...Sorry, that was weird.
M: McDonald's it is <3 Hurry!
U: ok!
U: <3
He beamed at his screen. His heart was beating fast; he felt impatient in the most thrilling way, anticipation to spend time with someone he loved built up in his chest, overwhelmingly warm and gentle, and so he yelled as a response to his intense emotions.
"Mafuyu! are you okay?" his mom came into his room with quick steps and a worry written all over her face.
"Sorry I was just excited." He could see her face relax, and she gifted him a blinding smile. It had been a while since he yelled because he couldn't handle his happiness or yelled at all. Ever since Yuki's death, Mafuyu's emotions have been muted, dulled and grey. Uenoyama brought back some of that intensity to his feelings; they were just too much sometimes.
"Oh, that's great! Uenoyama is coming over, right? Do you have enough money to order food? Do you want some more? I could lend you some, I worked a couple of extra hours the other day, or you can cook if you wish to, I've heard that's romantic, or you could go-"
"Mom, it's okay, we are just going to order in and watch some movies, maybe walk Kedama again." His mom had sped up through all the possibilities, and Mafuyu knew she just wanted him to have a good time.
"Oh perfect, I'll be leaving for work in a couple of minutes, text me if you need anything."
"Okay, mom, good luck."
With that, his mom left, shutting the door behind her. Not even a minute had passed when he heard a knock on his door. He got out of his room to open it, expecting it to be his mom having forgotten something like she usually does. What he didn't expect was to see a red-faced Uenoyama at his door.
"Oh... hi, Uenoyama."
"You didn't tell me your mom was going to be coming out right as I was arriving."
"She wasn't. You are late."
"That means she was going to be here when I got here with just store-bought chips and a hoodie, that's not better!"
"Are you going to stay there or are you coming in?" Mafuyu smiled softly at his embarrassed boyfriend, he knew Uenoyama was hell-bent on doing the most to ensure his mom liked his new boyfriend. Funnily enough, Yuki had been just the same, even though his mom had known him for more than half his life, he still insisted on being nothing short of a gentleman whenever she was close. Mafuyu used to tell him there was no point since she had already seen him sick and covered in vomit from eating dirt that one time when he was 8.
Ah... these were all things he wouldn't get to experience again. Mafuyu didn't even remember when was the last time he'd made fun of Yuki for that.
His melancholy must have shown on his face because Uenoyama had that weird look in his eyes, he looked disoriented, and Mafuyu hated himself for putting that expression on his face.
"Yeah, I'm coming in, if I spend one more minute in this wind, I'm going to catch a cold." He quickly stepped aside to let Uenoyama in and closed the door behind him.
"So... do you want to get settled?" You know where the sofa is." He took the bag from Uenoyama's hands. "Oh, I forgot to order the food, can you do that? I'm going to put these in a bowl.
"Okay....cheeseburger with extra cheese, lettuce and no pickles, right?"
He walked back into the living room, where Uenoyama was now fiddling with his phone while sitting on the sofa, he took the bowl of chips in his hands as he dropped next to his boyfriend and kissed his cheek "You know me best."
"O-OKAY BURGERS ORDERED!" Mafuyu found Uenoyama's reactions too adorable to handle. He wanted to draw them all out, get to know this beautiful boy sitting next to him even further, see the look on his face as he kissed his nose or brought him home-made lunch to band practice, he wanted his expressions when he took his hand and kissed his knuckles, he wanted them all.
"Which movie are we watching?" he said as he picked up the remote.
"Ah! I asked Haruki for recommendations!" Uenoyama clasped his hands in determination only to whisper the words he said next, "I guess...we could do romance if you want."
"Mmmm," he nodded slightly, "Romance sounds good."
"Good! Haruki told me about this..." Mafuyu found himself zoning out while Uenoyama selected the movie, he had no words to express how cherished he felt, Uenoyama was trying so hard to be a good boyfriend because he cared about Mafuyu. It made his chest feel tight and warm in a way it hadn't felt for a long while, for a moment guilt gripped his heart with freezing hands, reminding him of the lost love he was so eagerly letting go. No. Yuki wouldn't want this. Or would he? He couldn't want anything anymore. He was dead. Dead .
"... and it's light-hearted according to him, do you want to watch it?" guilt squeezed his heart tighter, here he had a wonderful boy right next to him, and he couldn't give him the undivided attention he deserved, too busy mourning to be who Uenoyama needed him to be.
"Maf-"
"Yes, let's watch it." He knew Uenoyama had noticed, he always did. His eyes got this lost look that stabbed and twisted the knife deep in Mafuyu's soul every time he saw it. He knew he was responsible for it, but Uenoyama wouldn't tear his gaze away, he wouldn't run from it. He would look at Mafuyu and leave him feeling known, open and vulnerable.
He decided to cuddle up to Uenoyama to quiet his mind and stabilise his emotions. He ignored his boyfriend's squeak and placed his head below Uenoyama's chin and hugged his middle, the fabric of his hoodie was soft and brought him comfort, "Mmm, you are warm."
There was a knock on the door that made Uenoyama jolt away from the couch and upright, "IT MUST BE THE FOOD! I'LL BE RIGHT BACK!"
Mafuyu pouted to himself, his relationship with Uenoyama was riddled with awkwardness and uncertainty, but Uenoyama was worth it, this novelty was new for him as well. His previous relationship was entirely different. He and Yuki had known each other their whole life, and falling in love had been seamless. Mafuyu couldn't pinpoint the exact moment a romantic layer had been added to his love for Yuki. They just fitted together like puzzle pieces.
During the first days of his relationship with Yuki, Mafuyu would be hesitant to kiss him or hold his hand. Yuki would respect his boundaries and not push. They already knew each other like the back of their palms. He remembers the first time Yuki kissed him; he had squeaked similarly to Uenoyama even after being asked for permission, and his ex-boyfriend had thrown his head back and let out a soft laugh.
He remembers it all, the clothes they were wearing, the look in Yuki's face, the way his lips felt against his, and his... laugh .
His laugh.... he couldn't remember his laugh. He had a vague idea of the ring of it, but he couldn't replay it in his mind.
He had forgotten his laugh! How dare he forget it? How dare he not think about Yuki enough to remember it still? How dare he forget the sound of his best friend, his lover, his life, laughing? NO! He couldn't be forgetting Yuki. This couldn't be happening. He promised himself he wouldn't forget him, not a single thing.
He forgot his laugh, he forgot, he forgot, he forgot, he forg-
"Mafuyu!" Uenoyama's voice was nothing but noise as his mind clogged up. How could he? How could he forget and live on to find new loves when Yuki's first and last would always be Mafuyu? How dare he forget when Yuki's death was his fault? How dare he find comfort in another when Yuki would never feel anything anymore. How dare he forget what he could never hear ever again? What could he do? He couldn't bring the memory back. He couldn't bring Yuki back, ask him to laugh one last time for him. What could Mafuyu do against the all-powerful passing of time? Time was always accompanied by oblivion, and against them, he was powerless.
In the background of his mind, he could register Uenoyama shutting the windows, turning off the lights, the television. Everything was too much, and he was left unresponsive. Uenoyama sat on the couch far away from him, far enough to not overwhelm Mafuyu.
As he slowly came back, he noticed more details in his surroundings. The forgotten food on the table, the bowl of chips turned over on the floor; surprisingly, there was no mess, Uenoyama must have cleaned that up, and Kedama was in being held by his boyfriend; otherwise, he'd be all over Mafuyu.
"Uenoyama..." he whispered. He had no idea how much time had passed.
"Mafuyu... are you here with me?" he asked.
"Yes"
"Do you want to talk or do you want a distraction...."
"Please just hold me."
Uenoyama approached him and softly rearranged him into the position he was in before Uenoyama left to get the food. He tightened his arms around Mafuyu's waist as well and kissed the top of his head.
"Whatever you are thinking... you are wrong." He heard Uenoyama say.
"I forgot his laugh." With that, his boyfriend's breath hitched, "I'm sorry, you don't deserve this... having me shut down on you because of Yuki." Uenoyama just hugged him tighter.
"Hey, hey... it's okay. It's true I don't know what to do when you get that look on your face because of him, but I want to here with you."
"But-"
"I don't know what to do with these feelings Mafuyu, all I know is I want to make you happy, all of you, with the parts of you I can't understand.
"I don't want to forget him."
"I'm never going to ask that from you."
"But you deserve-"
"What about what I want? I want to be with you and to make sense of these feelings. I want to help you, even if I don't know how to. I want to be by your side."
"You don't understand. This is never going to stop! I'm going to start forgetting more of him, and I don't want to! I can't expect you to wait on me like that!" He felt tears spill from his eyes.
"I'm here because I want to, and I've wanted it long before I accepted your confession." Uenoyama refused to let go of him, and Mafuyu felt the sudden need to kiss him, and so he did. He looked up to his boyfriend and leaned in, giving him a soft kiss.
"... You make me feel happy, you make me feel loved, tell me why I wouldn't want to be with you." A blushing Uenoyama managed to get out, and Mafuyu felt warmness spread across his chest. He was happy he managed to give Uenoyama back the love that was so selflessly given to him and not just take it.
"Even if I never forget him?"
"I'm not expecting that."
"I love you." And he meant it, with all his insecurities and his baggage, he would allow himself to love Uenoyama and be loved by him, and he would choose to be with him and continue to do so every day.
Now it was time for Uenoyama to hide his face in Mafuyu's hair, "I- I love you too."
They stayed quiet for a few moments, letting time pass while they held each other tightly.
After a while, Mafuyu took the remote and turned on the TV, "Mmm, we are watching a romantic movie, huh?"
"Yes, Haruki said it was a good movie," Uenoyama said while still hiding his face, stealing a moment to kiss Mafuyu's temple one more time before getting up to get their food.
At that moment, Mafuyu knew, he might not remember the exact shape of the snowflakes that used to soothe his wounds and tend to the welts on his skin. Still, he would never forget the cold gentleness of snow on his burning flesh, not even as the warm sun rays graced his face, but it was time for him to welcome the tenderness of heat that didn't consume or burn.
Thanks for the question, Nila!Okay, here we go~ (it’s kinda lenghty so be prepared! >:3)
2. Which scene was your favorite to write in Given?
Well, so far, my favorite is that scene when Norman clasping Ray’s hand in his own to calm him down after Ray having his outburst (and yes, hitting Norman harshly). It might come off as self-blaming, but Norman actually waved off Ray’s apology and insisting that it was his fault for the sake of calming Ray, because he understood that he had crossed a line for a topic that had been really sensitive for Ray.I always see Norman’s character as one of the most empathetic in the series, and I think this scene portrayed that side of him perfectly.
3. Which part of Given was hardest to write?
Ray’s monologue after he hit Norman. Mostly because it’s easier to me to write interaction between characters rather than just writing the character’s inner thoughts without any dialogue parts. But well…this part is quite important cause it’s the part where Ray came to the realization that he wanted to protect Norman, which is the main theme for his part.
4. If you could change anything in Given, what would it be?
Ray’s first childhood flashback (in chapter 1 of his POV). It was actually one of the main events of the entirely series, but I think I wrote it a bit too rushed and making readers didn’t realize that that part was that important. But oh, well. Everything will eventually become very clear in the end, so I don’t think I need to change it.
5. Did you make an outline for Given? Did you stick to it?
Yes, and no.I always made a very clear outline from chapter 1 until the supposed ending before I posted anything. But actually sticking to that plan is……a totally different story, lol. Everything was fine until I wrote chapter 1 of Ray’s POV, which threw my plotline out of the plan XD (…Which also the reason why I struggle to post the next chapter. But oh well, I’ll get it over eventually!)
6. Which scenes did you cut, and which were added in Given?
I planned to write a scene where Norman getting jealous of Anna because Ray was tutoring her (she’s their junior). But I think the scene isn’t that important to the overall plot and could’ve distracted the story flow instead, so I decided against writing it.And if we’re talking about added scenes, it’s….plenty, lol. Though mostly it was “modified” rather than “added.” One of unplanned scenes that I remember is the talk of little Ray with his dad. I just spontaneously came up with that one :D
7. Who was your favorite character to write in Given?
Oliver, honestly. Surprised? Lol. All three of the main ones (a.k.a NorRayEmma) are really hard to write, because I need to constantly change my own point of view to get their characterization right–considering each of their pasts are affecting their own ways of thinking about the current events. But Oliver on the other hand is just…..this big brother figure that’s always neutral about everything, that’s why he’s really fun and easy to write imo, lol.
8. Which came first, the title or the fic?
Tittle!Fun Fact: This is the only fic that has its title came to my mind first. I usually just rack my mind for the title at the last second before I post the fic XD
9. Which idea came to you first in Given?
The parts I haven’t written yet, lol. I won’t give this answer cause it’ll be spoilers~
10. What are some facts readers may not know about Given?
Okay, I love this last question! :D
This story has SO MUCH drama. I’ve had the main idea when I posted the first chapter, and now I have already plotted everything. But I might’ve bite off a lot more than I can chew, because the overall story plot turned out much longer than I expected.
NatAnna and GillianViolet are the side ships in this (it’s actually already implied, so I don’t think this counts as spoiler?)
Ray loves his mom a lot. She is the only family member he has left, he cares about his mom even more than he cares about Norman or Emma.
When they were little Norman used to come over to Ray’s house like, every other day.
Isabella likes to pamper Norman and treats him like her own son, mostly because she knows Norman’s mother already died when he was little.
The tune Ray always hummed is that Isabella’s Lullaby tune from anime.
When they were little Ray used to hum a song as they’re reading books or watch something until Norman gets sleepy and eventually falls asleep in his house.
Ray likes to spoil Norman and treating him to foods/drinks when they go out even though Norman is the rich one. But Norman lets him because he thinks it’s cute.
Ray often attempts to make Norman blush because he really likes seeing it. But Norman knows this and sometimes he’d act flustered for Ray. XD
All the band members, a.k.a Oliver, Violet, and Gillian totally ship the two. Norman is aware of this, but Ray is oblivious. XD
Norman is this cool popular boy in everyone else’s eyes. But he totally becomes clingy when it’s just him and Ray alone, lol.
Norman is actually a bit of a crybaby, but only when it comes to Ray, lol. Ray thinks Norman rarely cry, and Norman really doesn’t care much if other people hurt him, but he will secretly cry if he’s feeling hurt because of Ray.
Norman cares a lot about Ray’s opinions. He’d do anything in a heartbeat if it was Ray who asked it. Yeah, this is actually a bit unhealthy, but he’ll eventually get better later.
Norman also has difficulties with accepting other’s help because blames his past self a lot.
Norman’s chapter titles are all in past perfects. Because he may seem to always continue to move forward, but his mind actually is still tied to the past. He always thinking about the past and doesn’t have any particular goals/dreams in his life. That’s why he clings to Ray and just goes with the flow with whatever Ray wants to do.
Ray’s chapter titles are all in present continues. Because despite letting his past defines him, he’s currently trying to life in the present and has a clear goal in his life. For him, his past is just a past. He hates it, but he doesn’t base his actions on it.
((I won’t say anything about Emma’s chapters cause I’m not sure if it’ll be a spoiler. But feel free to make any guess!))
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
Meant to Be - Festivals and Other Venues
Chapters: 11/?
Fandom: Given (Manga), Given (Anime)
Rating: Explicit
Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Relationships: Kaji Akihiko/Nakayama Haruki
Characters: Kaji Akihiko, Nakayama Haruki, Uenoyama Ritsuka, Satou Mafuyu, Original Male Character(s), Original Female Character(s), Nakayama Haruki's Family
Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - College/University, First Meetings, Hatred, Sexual Tension, Masturbation, Making Out, Alternate Universe - Bands, Frottage, Porn Watching, Anal Fingering, Anal Sex, Enemies to Friends to Lovers, Karaoke, Fingerfucking, Blow Jobs, Coming Out, Concerts
Summary:
Their biggest performance to date has arrived and though the band is looking forward to it, Haruki is anxiety-ridden.
Tugging Haruki until their bodies were touching, Akihiko hugged him tightly. He gently rubbed Haruki’s back, grimacing when he felt his boyfriend shaking in his arms. He hated that Haruki’s nerves got the best of him before every performance and always hoped the next time would be easier on him. Thinking about the future everyone wanted for the band, Akihiko wondered how Haruki would handle it when they were headlining large venues.
“You got this, Haru,” Akihiko said when he pulled away, cupping Haruki’s face, “You are going to stun everyone by how awesome you are and they’re going to remember you for years to come.”
“You’re so full of shit,” Haruki said, laughing when Akihiko rolled his eyes comically, “How do you always know how to make me feel better?”
“I think it’s a love thing,” he admitted, pecking Haruki’s lips, “We’re up next. Ready?”
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
Chapters: 1/1
Fandom: Given (Manga), Given (Anime)
Rating: Mature
Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings
Relationships: Kaji Akihiko/Nakayama Haruki
Characters: Nakayama Haruki, Kaji Akihiko
Additional Tags: Mafia AU, Bad boy Akihiko, Making Out, Mild Smut, Haruki still has no sense of self-preservation, Angst and Feels, Introspection, Emotional Baggage, No beta we die like every stable government in my country
Series: Part 2 of 7Eleven nights
Summary:
“Stay.”
The breath ghosting Haruki’s neck travels up to his ear, breaking goosebumps on its wake. Akihiko smells like gasoline and rain. A fragrance Haruki would like to label ‘home’, as twisted as it sounds.
It’s late. The usual midnight rush is over, taking all overworked employees to bed rest. Yet, it’s still too early for birds to sing–too early for Haruki’s shift to end.
“You know I can’t, angel.” Akihiko’s voice is barely above a whisper, that stupid pet name uttered with so much care that Haruki almost raises the white flag up in the air. Almost.
“Please.”
Into the privacy of the konbini's quiet hours, Haruki tries not to bind himself forever to Akihiko's heart, and fails miserably. Meanwhile, the engines get closer to their den.
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
Meant to Be - What Hurts The Most
Chapters: 13/?
Fandom: Given (Manga), Given (Anime)
Rating: Explicit
Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Relationships: Kaji Akihiko/Nakayama Haruki
Characters: Kaji Akihiko, Nakayama Haruki, Uenoyama Ritsuka, Satou Mafuyu, Original Male Character(s), Original Female Character(s), Nakayama Haruki's Family
Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - College/University, First Meetings, Hatred, Sexual Tension, Masturbation, Making Out, Alternate Universe - Bands, Frottage, Porn Watching, Anal Fingering, Anal Sex, Enemies to Friends to Lovers, Karaoke, Fingerfucking, Blow Jobs, Coming Out, Concerts, Switching, Light Angst, Loss of Parent(s), Angst
Summary:
Looking forward to his twenty-second birthday, everything changes for Akihiko by a simple phone call.
“Morning, Mom,” Akihiko said, getting a cigarette and lighting it.
“Happy birthday, Son,” she said, Akihiko frowning when he heard a waver in her voice, “How are you?”
“Not sure yet,” Akihiko replied, “I just woke up. Haruki wanted to be the first to wish me a happy birthday.”
“That’s very sweet of him. What are your plans for the day?”
His mother knew he treated his birthday like any other day, but Akihiko told her anyway. He talked about not wanting to miss his classes, but the band was going to have a small birthday party during their practice session that afternoon. He was halfway through going through what he and Haruki were doing that Saturday, confused when he heard a loud voice over the line.
“Mom, where are you?”
“I’m at the hospital,” she answered.
“Why?” Akihiko asked, perplexed when she sighed shakily.
“Your father had a heart attack at work this morning,” his mother responded.
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
Meant to Be - Haruki’s Song
Chapters: 12/?
Fandom: Given (Manga), Given (Anime)
Rating: Explicit
Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Relationships: Kaji Akihiko/Nakayama Haruki
Characters: Kaji Akihiko, Nakayama Haruki, Uenoyama Ritsuka, Satou Mafuyu, Original Male Character(s), Original Female Character(s), Nakayama Haruki's Family
Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - College/University, First Meetings, Hatred, Sexual Tension, Masturbation, Making Out, Alternate Universe - Bands, Frottage, Porn Watching, Anal Fingering, Anal Sex, Enemies to Friends to Lovers, Karaoke, Fingerfucking, Blow Jobs, Coming Out, Concerts, Switching, Light Angst
Summary:
The summer flies by with wonderful times together, but everything changes when the next semester at college starts.
Akihiko and Haruki planned their schedules to share most of their classes together. Haruki was excited about the new term, but Akihiko changed his schedule at the last minute. It left Haruki uneasy that he had done so without talking with him about it.
“I’m sorry I didn’t get your input, but there’s a class that’s required for my major at the same time and I didn't want to miss the last spot,” Akihiko explained, “I had to switch my comp class to later in the afternoon to get into the only recital section.”
“I understand, but even a quick text is better than being blindsided by it,” Haruki said.
“I’m sorry, Haru,” he said, tugging his hand and kissing him, “I know better for next time.”
“Want to grab some lunch before the next class?” Haruki asked.
“I have to head to the bookstore,” Akihiko said.
“Would you like some company?” he questioned.
“Nah, it’s a quick trip. Raincheck for lunch?” Akihiko asked, kissing Haruki when he nodded, “I love you. See you next class.”
