【Asongichi Kara】Grow up

07

Should have thought of it earlier.

Kazumatsu thought as he ran along the sidewalk.With a pair of slippers on his feet, he staggered as he ran in muddy water. The conversations that took place in the staff lounge of the gas station before could still clearly echo in his ears.

When Kong Song suddenly asked him why he left home, the panic provoked by this question made it too late for Kasong to organize his words.

"Everything we do when we're together is just endlessly dragging each other down. Don't you think there's anything to be sorry about in such a life?"

He should have noticed that when that guy heard this answer, there was always something wrong with the expression on his face, it was too optimistic, too open-minded, and too calm.

"You are right, it is indeed impossible for a person to stagnate for a lifetime," Kong Song said to him, "It seems that other people have found a new direction in life, and I will work hard to avoid being left behind by you again. .”

Such a guy is a person who will not show an angry expression even if he is ignored and abandoned countless times.I've known it since a long time ago, no matter how many times I try it, thinking "he's going to get angry this time", I will immediately immerse myself in my own world as if nothing happened for the last second--such a space Song, never frankly express the worry of "fear of being left behind by others".

Why didn't he respond at all when he had clearly sent a signal for help.

Kong Song, who still wants to live at home with everyone even though he is ignored by everyone, watched the six of them separate and grow into adults step by step.Even the ones who were most worried among the younger brothers have started working, and they have a little bit of normal human appearance.That's why that guy suddenly changed——

According to what Qingqing said, there is no trace of the past at all.The former Kong Song is slowly disappearing, what he is thinking is to lose his personality to cooperate with everyone.

After climbing up the breathless slope, Yisong angrily kicked the trash can by the side of the road.It's all these damn shoes, why does he wear such a pair of shoes to chase Kong Song, why does he always ignore all the details, obviously, he has to be buried in the other person's body to really feel at ease.

Yisong stood at the top of the ramp, sweating profusely, and glanced at the street beyond the railing.

As I said lightly, at this time, Kong Song always goes to a fixed supermarket near his residence to purchase ingredients for cooking for a week, and may also go to the store to replenish some groceries. During this time, near the bus station in front of the store.

It is now three o'clock in the afternoon, the sun is piercing my eyes, I put my trousers pockets loosely, and suddenly realize that I am on a busy Saturday afternoon, the most bustling street with pedestrians.Facing this huge and noisy crowd, he was so nervous that he stooped and forced himself to look straight ahead instead of listening to the sweet laughter of the students and couples passing by.The temperature of the ground made him hot, and made him sweat profusely. Across countless blank faces, and countless curious eyes looking at him, Kazumatsu accelerated his pace even more.

Don't want to be here.Yisong himself is the clearest about this thought in his mind at the moment.He was prone to nervousness and lack of sleep. Without the protection of his brothers, when he was alone in the crowd like this, he even struggled to breathe.

At this time, he needs to be free, every bone and every cell is longing for that person who used to look more eye-catching than him to stand by his side.

Although he always said exaggerated words, that sentence was the most serious speech in Kazumatsu's life in his twenties.

I know best when I need you.

"Eh? Isn't this Yisong, why are you here?"

When passing by the third overcrowded black tea shop next to the station, Kazumatsu heard that familiar voice besides the constant buzzing sound behind his ears.He pulled his hands out of his trouser pockets and turned around abruptly.It was really Kongsong, he looked here curiously, holding two white plastic bags in his hands, a small piece of green onion was still exposed outside.No sunglasses, no leather jacket, Kongsong who came to buy groceries, wearing the most natural and ordinary white T-shirt, and a pair of clean sneakers under the loose jeans, standing in the crowd, will not look any different at all place.It was completely different from the moment when the hair was sticking to the face with sweat and the slippers were dirty and loose.

"Come with me now." Looking at the other party, Kazumatsu didn't know where the courage suddenly came from.He approached Kong Song and grabbed his wrist without any explanation.The thing in the bag was heavy and made a bang bang sound. I didn't know if it was canned food or pudding. Yisong glanced there, stretched out his other hand and snatched the shopping bag away.

"Why Yisong, what happened?" Kong Song, who couldn't figure out the situation, followed beside him, walking a bit strenuously because Yisong was pulling him too fast, and at the same time whispered tentatively with a worried expression, "And Did someone fight? Where do you want me to go?"

"Go home." He replied without looking back, "It's not easy anyway."

"Is it easy?" Kong Song asked more and more perplexed.He was held by Yisong, taking into account the other heavy bag, almost walking on the same hand and foot.They walked through the busiest commercial street in front of the station all the way, and walked on the path leading to the apartment that Kongsong was most familiar with. The road narrowed, and the trees beside the road began to move closer together, covering the hot sun. Projecting patches of turquoise shadows onto Yisong's shoulders.Kong Song suddenly remembered something.

"Did you come here to find me on purpose?"

Kong Song smiled.His nose was sore from trying to hold back those breaths that suddenly started to become irregular.

Yisong didn't answer, they went straight up the stairs, kicking the old iron steps, and then, Yisong snatched the key from the pocket of Kongsong's trousers and opened the door, before he let out an "ah" Exclaiming and rushing to rescue those bottles and cans that he threw on the floor and rolled away, he pressed him against the door.

His hollow and firm back collided with the metal plate of the anti-theft door, sealing the only exit with a bang.There were no lights in the room, and the blackout curtains kept the bright light out.Yisong pressed his hands against his hands, an invisible face in the dark was pressed against Kongsong's neck, and his breath was all on it, just like every time Yisong called him to the hotel angrily and then pushed him into the bed Same time here.

"Yi Song, do you want to sleep?" Kong Song asked him, "Do you need me to hold you now?"

He exhaled, put down the plastic bag and keys in the other hand, freed up two arms, and hugged Yisong's neck.

"If you need me, just say it anytime."

"You can say it anytime?" Yisong raised his head.After getting used to the dim light in the room, he saw Kong Song was smiling, maintaining that disgusting indulgent expression, looking at him as if he understood everything.A loose eyelid twitched.

"Whatever I want, just say it?" He said, suppressing his anger.

"Of course, because we are brothers—" Kong Song said.He didn't speak, and the sudden movement blocked his mouth and rolled his tongue. He only had time to let out a "huh!", and instinctively opened his eyes wide under this situation.

A loose tongue intertwined with his, and they pressed together, lips pressing lips.According to the common sense of ordinary human society, the action they are doing should be called kissing.His empty mind went blank, and his body stiffened, completely forgetting that his own strength was actually greater than the opponent's.

Yi Song didn't intend to let him go.He closed his eyes and tightened the arms around Kong Song's back.Let’s get closer like this, after all, it’s something that has been suppressed for so long, and it’s already started, so we shouldn’t think about how to end it.Even if Kong Song is really annoying, even if Kong Song has been unable to put himself where he should be, he still wants to tell him.

The root cause of why I have developed to the point where I cannot sleep peacefully as long as the other person is not around.

In the end, Yisong let go of his hands and ended the kiss.A silver thread was brought out of Kongsong's mouth by him, and slid down to Kongsong's jaw.He took a deep breath, ready to speak.

"Is it helpful for Kazumatsu to do this?" Before he could say a sentence, Kong Song uttered such a sentence with faster movements than him.

"What?" Izuku asked in surprise.

"I mean about kissing me. Is...is it because the closer intimacy makes you fall asleep more easily than just cuddling?"

"Why do you think that way?"

"That's because—" Kong Song really wanted to answer, but was suddenly interrupted by Yi Song's punch that landed on his ear.There was a bang from the anti-theft door, Yisong's fisting arm trembled, the heart-pounding pain went all the way from the body to the nerves, he stared at Kongsong incredulously, and the tone of his speech fluctuated due to excitement.

"Don't be kidding, who is seriously asking you for the answer... After the kiss, is the only thing in your mind is whether I need to sleep? Hey, are you serious? Matsuno Kongsong, are you mocking me? ? Have you really figured out the situation? I am your younger brother. My younger brother suddenly kissed you. No one in this world would accept it without asking like you. Don’t you think it’s strange, no? Would it be disgusting? Do you have any human feelings left in your heart?"

Kong Song stood obediently, imprisoned by Yi Song's fist and body in the narrow space behind the door panel.He wanted to say something. Originally, every time he accidentally offended other brothers, he was always able to quickly adjust a suitable posture to deal with it, but at this moment, among so many emotions and faces, Kong Song He couldn't find a matching one for a while and put it on his face.His heart was anxious and full of mixed feelings, and he managed to squeeze out a strange smile in his panic.

"If it's what Kazumatsu needs..." He said with a smile, his eyes lost focus because there was nowhere to hide, "As long as I can satisfy, I can do anything. I am the second son of the family, it is you Brother, if you can't even do this, what's the point of Matsuno Koramatsu's existence?"

"And what about my feelings? Are my feelings meaningless? Don't you want to know at all?"

"If you want to say..." Kong Song replied tremblingly.He couldn't ask, because he couldn't ask, and he didn't have the qualification to ask others for anything, so he naturally developed the habit of silently accepting no matter what happened.He didn't know why Kazumatsu was so angry, even in the dim light, the smell of anger in the air was as obvious as gunpowder about to burn.He quietly waited for Yisong's answer, but the other party let go of his hand as if the switch in his body was suddenly pulled out.

A few seconds later, Kong Song heard a low whisper whispering close to his side.

"Really, can you do anything?"

—TBC—