Kiss My Wounds || A Shin Soukoku AU

The Start Of Summer

~ fun fact! this entire work + the first chapter especially is solely inspired by the song "Summer" by keshi (so definitely feel free to check it out if you'd like because his music>>>)

Turkish Translation: https://www.wattpad.com/1108068432-kiss-my-wounds-shin-soukoku-türkçe-çeviri-bölüm-1

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When the two had fallen for each other it was most definitely not a huge epiphany of endless devotions and desires. It was more similar to the first fallen petal of spring, and the green leaves became a bit brighter when they welcomed the warmer hues.

When they fell in love it was like the changing seasons; subtle enough to almost miss, yet they still accepted each other's changing weather.

And maybe in the end, they decided to recreate everything together again like a new tiny seed caught in the wind.

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"Your mind is your predicament. It wants to be free of change. Free of pain, free of the obligations of life and death. But change is law and no amount of pretending will alter that reality." ~ Socrates

The Start of Summer:

"I...need a favor," Akutagawa started, his brain short-circuiting when Atsushi locked eye contact and his throat felt dry.

Regret began to seep into his system again like this morning when he predicted how the day might go, because maybe this wasn't a good idea.

He began to wipe his sweaty palms on his coat but the gentle curiosity in Atsushi's honey-stained purple eyes almost anchored him as he waited for him to continue.

The mafioso inhaled deeply, chewing the inside of his lip as he formulated his thoughts together before speaking, and looked the detective in the eyes. Gin told him to go for it, and when push comes to shove, bribe the guy.

But money might not fix this if he mortified himself for eternity to come when he uttered the words...

"Marry me."

Atsushi blinked. Once, twice, taken aback. His eyes widened and mouth slightly agape.

The mafioso mentally smacked himself.

He should have explained first. Of course he'll say no. This entire thing was a mistake, he should leave. He can feel himself about to bolt out of the place any moment now, unable to take the lack of response from the other as he shifted in the wooden chair to cross his arms and legs.

Akutagawa anticipated the harsh rejection to seal the deal when Atsushi bursted out laughing.

Now, Akutagawa was the one giving him an incredulous look. If they weren't currently in a cafe sitting across from each other, he probably would've punched the guy.

"You're joking," Atsushi breathed out as he chuckled, his hand muffling the sound as he held his stomach.

Akutagawa grimaced and stared down at his lukewarm tea in front of him. "Give me...three months."

What.

Atsushi stopped laughing and glanced back at Akutagawa. "Three months?" he repeated slowly, tilting his head, "W-what are you on about?"

The room began tilting a bit and Atsushi leaned against his arm on the table, thankful to be sitting at this moment. He must be sleep deprived.

Because he must've misheard what he said.

Marry Akutagawa.

His enemy, literal rival who vowed to kill him eventually, and he almost died on numerous occasions because of him.