Kiss Me

Omegaverse

Henley

Part Nine

Aya's face was tinted red from the sun and his eyes looked more deep in color than I'd even seen. We talked about our families and my job. I bought us ridiculous matching hats and we wore them the rest of the day. We ate at a bar on The Pier and watched fireworks over blue water lake. We drank and laughed and kissed. But the moment he turned his phone on, it all came crashing down. All the smiles extinguished in mere seconds. All those happy free thoughts, just slipped through our fingers. We'd been seen by none other than Aya's soon to be ex fiancé. He wasn't supposed to be in the city still, but he'd been kept back for work, apparently, well what I'd caught. And now I was sitting on a bench not far from my place watching Aya pace back and forth now on his phone to his parents. I'd sent a quick text to Matt asking for possible back up from him and hopefully Aida. Then all I could do was sit silently and wait for Aya to finish his call.

I caught the end of his conversation with his parents. "...It's my decision," He said and hung up the call. He stood still for a moment as he stared down at his phone screen. I didn't know if I should get up and hug him or sit and wait. I was on the edge of the seat. Then he looked over at me, his chest rose then fell. The joking fun Aya from earlier was gone. In place of him was a man who seemed taller, more rigid than my Aya. His posture changed from relaxed to guarded. His tone was one of a man about to explode. The change happened instantly. If I'm being honest, it spooked the shit out of me. Actually, scared the shit out of me. He looked like he could destroy a whole damn planet with just his eyes. His shoulders were set firmer, his spine straight. He changed into a different version of himself. Holy fuck! I thought. Two versions of a guy was enough, now my guy has two versions of his very own. "I need to deal with my parents." He said. Flat. No tone.

"Okay….should I come with you?" I hesitated asking him that. Because this Aya was terrifying.

"No, I'll go alone." His unwavering timbre vibrated my bones and every molecule in my body heard his message. We were alone. Just me, Aya, and a tension that made me sweat. I looked away, but I wanted to look up at him, yet anxiety froze me, eyes straight ahead. Instead I stood up and turned away from him. If I didn't I think I'd cry and I'm not a man to cry so damn easily.

Then I felt his radiating heat, his breath on my neck, and my heart touched my insides, both front and back. "Sorry," he whispered.

I turned now being face to face, I felt compelled to reach for him. I wrapped my arms around his waist and reeled him in closer to me. "Are you all right?" I asked. His expression was blank, but I could see a hurricane brewing in his eyes.

"I have you. I'm okay."

"Yeah, you have me. But you're not okay."

"Fine," he huffed. "I'm not okay. They hate me now." He choked and sniffed into my shirt.

"I'm sure they don't."

"It sounded like they did. They made it clear that I was stupid and selfish. That I've just thrown my life away."

"Hey, come on," I whispered and rubbed soothing circles over his back. "They're your parents. They're just doing what they thought was best for you. But you know it's not about them, it's about you and what you think is best."

"That's you Henley."

"Baby no matter what you've got me. They will come around eventually."

"What if they don't?"

"Then that's their problem. Not yours. I won't let you face anything alone. Ever."

"I still need to go there though. And what's making it worse is that Coal is too."

"If you need me to be with you, I will."

"Okay, they'll hate it. But they need to see you as well. Even if they hate it. I made a choice to be with you. It was the right choice. You didn't force me. I chose it," His temper peaked. He was still trying to keep his voice animated and light, but I heard the anger growing underneath. "You know, I didn't tell you but I had a weird dream last night that we were in a grocery store buying food and you kept filling the cart with paper towels. Now I'm remembering it, I think it was because of this….that I'll need all of those paper towels to clean up the huge mess I made."

"Calm down," I watched him cringe, scowl, and then soften in less time than it took to blink an eye. "Whatever the outcome is with the ex fiancé and your parents it will not stop what we have. And don't say it's because we've paired, because we both know it's more than that anyway."

"There's no whatever anyway. I told them I'm with you," he paused. "I just didn't say we'd paired." he said under his breath, but I felt it sear right through my chest.

"You didn't?"

"No...I, well….I think it's something I need to say in person and not down the phone," he mock-laughed, a small nervous chuckle vibrated through me. Then he added, "I feel awful."

"I don't," I did and I shouldn't have lied, little and white as it was. "Let's go together, now. While it's still fresh."

"Now?" He questioned.

"Yes, now Aya."

"It's late."

"Yeah, but better now rather than tomorrow when I'd know you'll hem haw and try and push it for another day. Plus I messaged Matt and your brother."

"Why? Why would you do that?" He was getting angry again.

"Because your brother had your back and mine, so will Matt. It makes sense."

"Fine," He took my hand. "Let's get my car."

As we walked back towards mine my phone started ringing in my pocket. I grabbed it to see it was Matt. "I gotta answer this," Aya nodded and we kept the pace. "Hey Matt."

"Where are you?"

"On the way to get the car. We're going to Aya's."

"Alright. Me and Aida will meet you there….I guess it's bad?"

"Yep."

"Okay, see you there."

"Sure, see you shortly." I sighed and hung up. Aya was still gripping my hand, so tight it had started to sweat. Or rather, the whole of my body started to sweat. All this crap about doing this now. I didn't want to do it at all. But I knew I had to. For Aya, for us. Still I feel shitty that his parents might hate him or abandon him because of it. Yet as we still walked in total silence, I really started to worry about what they would think of me. Of the situation. Of us being paired. But there was only one way to truly find out. That's to throw the cards in the air and let them fall where they may. If they hate me, they hate me and if they don't, they don't. Either way I wasn't letting Aya go for anyone.

God! We needed a vacation.

Kiss Me

No hiding. No waiting. This was it, now standing outside Aya's parents city home.

What Coal, the ex fiancé said on the phone call before couldn’t be further from how Aya felt. He didn’t know Aya and he was only trying to cause trouble. I didn’t see Aya as a cheater. He was with me. The things we’d both done were because we couldn’t fight the pull bringing us together. Over and over. "Hey you two!" Aida called out as he jumped from Matt's car.

"Aida," Aya choked on a sob as his arms wrapped around his brother and his brother mimicked the move and hugged him tight and close. "Please don't leave my side." I heard him whisper.

"I won't." I liked Aida. He pushed us together, too. I think it would have happened eventually anyway, but Aida made it happen quicker. He didn't want to see his only brother be with a guy that wasn't right, despite what their parents would think or say. He made a choice, too.

"Well bud, we going in?" Matt clapped me across the back. "Kinda scary right?" He chuckled. His attempt at making light of the situation for my benefit didn’t go unnoticed, but I really wasn’t looking forward to going inside. In terms of karma, I was the one who was in for a double dose.

"You sure know how to make a situation worse." But for the first time, I was ready to face something. There are things in everyone’s life they wish they’d done better. Or just flat out done. I'd run away from my family, but fuck was I ever going to run from Aya's. I was going to face them and tell them that I'd do anything for him. I'd make him happy forever. I'd never let him down and I definitely, definitely would never hurt him. I'd tell them everything they don't want to hear, but it would be the hard truth.

"Come on," Aida said, holding onto Aya's hand. "Let's face the music." I nodded and followed behind them with Matt. When we walked into the place it was dark, except for a dim light at the end of a hall. The fucking home was huge. Like seriously huge. Maybe bigger than my father's place. But then again living back there I wasn't allowed to go into certain parts of his estate. I guessed he had secrets he didn't even want his son knowing. Not that I care. But now I had to move forward. Forward to a future I want with Aya. I was breaking that habit of running or not doing anything. Not just for me, but for him. For us.