Beneath the Surface: Secrets of an Obsessed Heart-Chapter 144 - 143

Raiden had seen Hiro break down, seen the tears and the exhaustion. He had watched as Hiro pushed himself too hard, struggling with a world that didn’t seem to care. He knew it was his fault. It was all part of his plan but even back then, it pained him to watch Hiro suffer like that. There were times when he would just want to quit and carry Hiro off somewhere, lock him up forever and take care of him but the sane part of him fortunately took over. He knew that if he did that, Hiro would never be able to love him.

There was a saying. ’With hardship comes ease’.

Hiro had suffered enough and now knew the value of love. He knew how it felt to lose everything and become a shadow of what you once were. Now, he was confident that no matter what, Hiro would never leave him. Hiro loves him but most of all, Hiro was extremely scared of losing him.

Hiro didn’t want to go back to the life he was living before.

No one ever would. And that was what he wanted. More than loving him, he wanted Hiro to need him, to want him so much that he wouldn’t be able to phantom losing him.

Just as he has felt over the years and still continued to feel.

"Hiro!!!" Michi squealed as he practically flew out of the taxi which had just parked in front of the club.

"Michi!!!" Hiro squealed back, launching himself into his best friend’s arms.

Raiden frowned slightly. He knew it was just a hug, and it meant nothing, but his heart still clenched at the sight of seeing Hiro in another man’s arms. Even if the man was Hiro’s best friend.

“Oh, how I’ve missed you!” Michi whined dramatically, squeezing Hiro even tighter before whispering mischievously, “I bought you something that will blow your boyfriend’s mind. Meet me in the bathroom in ten minutes.”

Hiro pulled back just enough to give him a curious look but nodded. Before he could say anything, though, a firm hand gripped his waist, and Raiden’s voice cut in.

“Okay, that’s enough.”

The next second, Raiden effortlessly peeled Hiro out of Michi’s grasp. “From today, you’re not allowed to hug him or anyone for anything longer than five seconds.”

Hiro giggled, shaking his head at Raiden’s possessiveness, then went on his toes and planted a kiss on Raiden’s cheek. The kiss melted whatever form of jealousy Raiden felt and the frown on his face vanished instantly.

Seeing this, Michi scoffed. “You’re so dramatic.” With a roll of his eyes, he held up a small box toward Raiden. “Here. Happy birthday.”

Raiden stared at the box, a strange feeling washing over him. He wasn’t used to this. Gifts. Celebrations. Earlier today, when his employees had given him presents, he’d felt... uncomfortable. Uneasy. He never quite knew how to react because he had never received gifts before. It all felt so strange.

Sensing his hesitation, Hiro smoothly took the gift on his behalf, smiling brightly. “Thank you. My boyfriend appreciates it.”

Raiden exhaled in relief, leaning down to kiss Hiro’s cheek. “Thank you, baby.”

Michi pouted, placing his hands on his hips. “Ugh, okay, okay. Let’s head inside already. You two are making me jealous. I need to find my own rich big daddy.”

Hiro let out a mortified groan and facepalmed. Why did Michi always have to say exactly what was on his mind?

Raiden, however, arched a brow, intrigued. “Rich big daddy?”

Hiro felt the heat rise in his cheek and his fingers gripped Raiden’s sleeve, tugging slightly. "Don’t listen to him," he muttered nervously. "Michi likes to talk rubbish sometimes.”

But Michi raised a brow. “I like to talk rubbish? Isn’t Raiden your rich big daddy? He spoils you rotten. Even in bed.” He tossed his pink hair over his shoulder. “Anyway, see you two later. I’m on a mission tonight!” He strutted into the club, leaving Raiden and Hiro standing outside.

Raiden turned to Hiro, a smirk dancing on his lips. “I’m your... rich big daddy?”

Hiro turned bright red. “I-I—uh—Michi just says things! Ignore him!”

Raiden smirked, tilting Hiro’s chin up to meet his teasing gaze. “No, no. I like it. My baby likes to be spoiled, huh?” He leans close and whispers in Hiro’s ear. “Even in bed.”

Hiro huffed, his blush deepening as he looked away. “W-Well- I..."

Before he could finish, Raiden was already moving. He guided Hiro toward the side of the building, slipping into a secluded corner where the glow of the streetlights didn’t reach. Shadows cloaked them, wrapping them in secrecy, but Hiro could still see the way Raiden’s sharp smokey grey eyes gleamed in the darkness.

Raiden backed him against the cool wall, his large hands bracketing Hiro in, caging him in place. He leaned down, his breath warm against Hiro’s ear as he murmured, “Do you want me, baby?”

Hiro moaned, the richness of Raiden’s voice, deep and sultry, sent his heart into a frenzied rhythm. His breath hitched, his small hands clinging to Raiden’s arms as he whimpered softly, nodding his head.

But that wasn’t enough.

Raiden’s fingers curled around both of Hiro’s wrists, effortlessly pinning them above his head. His grip was firm yet gentle. Then, without warning, he lifted a leg, slipping his thigh between Hiro’s, pressing it snugly against the soft heat of his body, right under his already hard member.

Hiro trembled, a soft gasp escaping his lips as the sensation sent a shiver down his spine. Having his hands pinned above his head made him feel vulnerable, utterly open and bare. Free for Raiden to do with him as he wished but he didn’t have any problems with it. In fact, he liked it for he knew that it was Raiden and he trusts him. He loves him.

Raiden hummed approvingly, leaning in closer, his lips brushing against Hiro’s ear. “Use your words, baby,” he coaxed, his voice dripping with dark amusement. “I want to hear you say it.”

The deep husky voice skittered over Hiro’s heated skin as he released a strangled whimper. “I-I-OH!”

Raiden’s tongue flicked out, slowly dragging along the shell of his ear before taking his lobe between his teeth, sucking lightly. A soft moan slipped past Hiro’s lips, his body arching ever so slightly against Raiden’s. He tried to move his hands, wanting to hug Raiden but they were held tight above his head.

Raiden chuckled against his skin, pleased. “Your body is already telling the truth,” He murmured, pressing his thigh a little firmer between Hiro’s legs, rubbing against the little hard length. “Your lips should too.”

Hiro squeezed his eyes shut, his breath coming out in shallow, uneven pants. “Raiden...” he whispered, barely able to form words. “Please...”

Raiden smirked against his skin, satisfied by how utterly pliant Hiro had become beneath his touch. “Please what?” he asked, pressing a lingering kiss to Hiro’s flushed cheek. “Tell me baby. Tell me exactly what you want me to do to you.”

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