Closer (Gazette)

Closer

"What did you do to me? Only a single glance from you made my heart melt, a simple smile made me dying. But, it's torture that I couldn't get closer to you. My fear of rejection made me look like a coward, pathetic and so weak in front of you. And like the coward I was, I decided to just keep silent. All I want is just to get closer. "

Aoi fluttered his eyes open and found himself lying in a comfortable king-sized bed that wasn't his. Slowly he sat, ignoring the dizziness in his head. He tried to recall what's happened before. The moment when he's standing on the stage with all the Gazette members, the screams and shouts from the crowd that's their fans, how they head-banged following the music they're playing in the live house still fresh in his mind. He was playing his guitar, pouring his feelings through every single brush of its strings, made beautiful melodies to pleasure every fans attended in the live-house. He always enjoys every moment where he's on stage. Except for one thing.

He suddenly felt the pit of his stomach twist oddly, his eyes watered from tears that poured slowly, from when the moment he remembered of his vocalist and guitarist grinding each other's hips together playing like a movie in his mind. The way they were enjoying every friction, how they exchanged naughty smirks, made sensual almost every erotic gesture for the crowd to watch. He remembered how his spirit had crashed down before, the happy screaming and shouting fans only made him even worse. Not that he was disturbed because his vocalist and guitarist stole all the fan's attention. He loves attention, yes. He always acts like a stage-whore to gain all the people's attention, but he has no problem if it's his band member's turn to get the spotlight. What bothered him was, there, the tall blonde guitarist, Uruha, seemed to enjoy every passing moment he had with the vocalist. Grinning ear to ear in every concert, played along with the vocalist's teases. That's only for fanservice's sake, he could understand. But, that's different if he was the one who insists. Uruha would always avoid him when he tried to get closer, the taller would stay away, ignore him, or made excuses just to leave. That has hurt him so much. Not that he's irritated that there are people who reject him, that his pride is being humiliated. But, that's because truthfully Aoi has had feelings towards Uruha that he has kept hidden for years now.

He raised his palms to cover the falling tears, preventing that salty water from pouring more. He's aware that he is weak. Now, he remembers clearly why he's here. He must be in the hotel room which had been rented for them to take rest. After the live was over, all the Gazette members including the staffs were ready to go to the party that they had already arranged, like usual. But, when he went backstage, he felt dizzy, and his vision got blurry. His body felt so weak. He had tried to stand straight on his feet, but the dizziness just got too great, and then he saw only darkness, and he fainted. The last thing he saw, before his body hit the floor, in his blurry vision, was that a honey-blonde held him, protected him from the fall.

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The door of the hotel room opens gently and shows a tall honey blond guy bringing a tray with a bowl of soup and a glass of orange juice steps inside slowly towards where Aoi is.

"Aoi, I brought a meal for you. Do you feel any better?" Uruha asked as he placed the tray on the bedside table carefully so as not to spill the contents on the tray. He's confused, eyeing the raven who's covering his face with his palms. Still receiving no answer, he takes a seat beside Aoi, and removes Aoi's palms only to be shocked and worried to see that face soaked with tears. His eyes were all red, although it was not enough to ruin the natural beauty.

"Aoi, are you crying?" he asked the most obvious thing because he doesn't know what else to say

"What happened?"

"Are you hurt somewhere?"

Uruha always was the worst person in comfort, he just doesn't know how to say comforting words. Besides, he's surely already seen all of Aoi's expressions since they are bandmates for so long. But that one, the messed tear-soaked Aoi, he never expected he will see Aoi in such condition.