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“Saihara-chan... Momota-chan...wake up...” Ouma sweet voice make Saihara open his eyes. He’s rubbing both of his eyes slowly before open it. He almost jump when he saw Ouma face only a few inches from his nose. “Finally! Saihara-chan wake up!” Ouma moved to the other side of the bed. His right hand pull the left ear of still-sleeping Momota. “I don’t know what is he dreaming about, he's not budging at all." Momota mumbles unclear words as response. “Ouma-kun, what time is it now?” Saihara whisper, still sleepy. “Nine!” Ouma said happily.“You know, I've spent fifteen minutes to wake you up. When did both of you go to sleep last night?" Ouma puffed up his cheeks. He is looking upset.Saihara pretends not to hear him. His face flushed remember their business last night.Oumalooks at him suspiciously. Saiharahastily changed the subject. "I don’t remember. We were waiting you until late.” Ouma's eyes widened. "Saihara-chan! How many times I need to say don’t wait for me to go home. I thought you could tell Momota-chan because he really stupid. You should know, I have a lot of job to do as leader of student committee. “We had to stay in class until late to finish the party preparation on time. Just today I came home at 6 o'clock in the morning… A great detective like you should know. Something wrong with your brain?" Ouma teased with his demon smile. He is ruffling Momota hair. Saihara replied cautiously. "Of course I know, but... there's something important we have to talk about." "Ooooh... What is that? Do you miss me... nishishi."Ouma give him his childish smile. Before he speaks again, Ouma has pulled both of Momota cheeks. He still asleep. "You should be happy with the bed, right? Just honest Saihara-chan, sleeping together, three of us in one single bed are uncomfortable.” Ouma, Saihara and Momota are students at Gifted Juveniles University. The three of them came from different town. Without relatives, they rely with student dormitory as living place. But, they only can live there until third semester. Luckily, the three of them was in the same semester. They decided to rent a place together to reduce cost. With Amami help, they got good apartment with cheap price. RantaroAmami Aunt is the owner. She just barely lost her husband because of illness. She bought the apartment for his present. Apparently, they have a plan to move there. Since her wish already gone, she didn’t want to see the apartment anymore. Amami had convinced herto rent itinstead of selling. She agreed but with one condition. She doesn’t want any furniture to replaced or add. Saihara understand she want to honor his husband because all of the furniture was his husband choice. The apartementwas in the best place. It was near their University, Minimarket, Bookstore, and Station. The inside of apartment was consist of living room, dinner room, bathroom tub and shower, balcony, and bedroom. Too good to be true, right? Here the damn trap. The apartment only has one bedroom with King Size Bed. If Saihara only with Momota or Ouma, it will be fine. But, Saihara will rent it with Momota and Ouma. Everyone know how bad Momota and Ouma get along. It will be better if they can find apartment with separate bedroom. But with the limited money and time, it’s impossible. This is the best chance. No other choice, they have to take a risk. The matress is large enough for the three of them. In the beginning, they take lottery to determine the position of the bed. After a few attempt, Saihara realize the best position is he sleep in the middle because Ouma and Momota always fight if they sleep near each other. Nobody can sleep after that.After a year, they are used to it. In addition, they’re also getting closer. Well… really closer… "Momota-chan!" Ouma's rise his tone. Saihara know why Momotawas tired. They both had sex that last night.
Saihara and Momota are dating.
They’re begun this relationship a month ago. Saihara is the first one to confess, he can’t believe it when Momota says he has the same feeling. Since then, they have been making love every week. Of course it was done when Ouma not in home. They keep their relationship in secret, especially for Ouma. They agreed to pretend as best only as best friends. It’s not easy because Momota really dumb, but everyone already know about his attitude, so nobody notice it. Saihara try to not remembered how Momota touched his body last night. They had cleaned themselves before rest, otherwise Ouma will suspicious. "I give up!" Ouma hit Momota's head with his tiny hands. "Sleeping forever, ugly sleeping princess!” He glared at him. Ouma stepped out of the bed and whispered softly, "Unfortunately I made your favorite breakfast." "Never mind Ouma-kun. Let him sleep longer. Besides today is Sunday.” Saihara cheer him up. Ouma straightens his crumpled purple shirt. "Nishishi... Saihara-chan, look at this!” Ouma held up three tickets from his black jean pocket. " Entrance to Jabberwock Island!" Saihara stunned. "Are you serious? They only open it for limited seat." Saihara checks the authenticity of the ticket in his hand. It’s real. God damn it! "Ouma-kun, where did you get it?" "I'll let you know after... Wake up this sleeping ugly." Ouma pulls Momota's hand aside. He try to drag him out from bed. "Don’t do it Ouma-kun. You will..." Saihara tried to stop him but it was too late. Momota is rolling from bed to floor and... He falling on top of Ouma who fall on his back. Saihara stare in disbelief. Momota still sleeping soundly after falling! Momota head rests comfortably on Ouma chest while his big hand hugging his waist. He maybe think it as a pillow. "Mm..." Ouma moaned. Momota has been hugging him tighter. His head is firmly attached to Ouma chest. “Help Saihara-chan.” Before Saihara manage to approach them, something terrible happened. “Saihara...” Saihara flinched when heard his name spoken. Momota murmured his name over and over again. His hands slide inside Ouma shirt and His head kiss Ouma neck. Nobody ever touch him like this. He really scared. "Momota-chan!" He screams. Momota bit his neck in response. "Ugh... Stop it!" Momota whispered in his ear. Saihara heart skip a beat. "You're so cute... Allow me..." Ouma late to realize it. Momota hand already enter his pants. "Momota-kun stop!" Saihara pull his shoulder from behind. Ouma and Saihara shout have no effect. Momota stay still. He even bit Ouma neck harder. Ouma's face flushed. "Ah... Ah..." Saihara doesn’t need to use his detective instinct to know which part is touched by Momota. His hand take something out of Ouma's underwear. Ouma so panic. "No- Mo... Mo... Ta..." Ouma slowly hold back his voice. Momota is touching the good spot. Saihara witness it in horror, especially when Momota released his bite and moved toward Ouma lips. "Sorry Momota-kun!" BUK!!! Saihara punch Momota with lamp table as hard as possible. Momota jolt, awake from pain. He immediately opened his eyes while nagging."Ouch!! What the hell!?" Before he finish, Ouma slap him. "Shit. So you're the culprit Ouma. What the..." Momota paused. Ouma is beneath him. Their nose almost touch. He is more confused when he saw Ouma cry. The ultimate liar never show any weak emotion, he always smile and mocking him. Tears streamed from Ouma eyes. He looks a bit dazed, disheveled, breathless with flushed cheeks. His clothes was messy. Momota looked down and realized his right hand was holding his cock. "Gosh! I... I..." Momota immediately pull his hand. Ouma pushed him and ran away from their bedroom. Saihara limp in the spot. He curse himself. Why this is happen now. The situation is getting more complicated. Yet they have tried hard to hide it but it destroyed with one action. They want to tell him the truth later with their confession to him. The reason why Saihara and Momota hiding their date because they love Ouma in the same way. "We shouldn’t sex last night." Saihara sighed.
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Their breakfast was cold when Saihara and Momota arrived at thedining table. Saihara feels uncomfortable. He realize everything wastheir favorite food. Momota and Saiharasit in silence. They glanced at the same time to the big couch in living room. They hear the sound of the TV going up and down. Ouma hand is playing with TV remote. This morning incidentis still fresh in their memories . Who would have thought Momota would do that in a state of sleep? To make it worst, he make a move on the wrong person. Before leaving their shared room, Saihara told Momota to let Ouma by himself. He needs to be alone for today. They deliberately came out an hour later to get Ouma calmed down.
Saihara really afraid Ouma will ran away. He was relieved when he saw Ouma was still there. His relief didn’t last long. Momotasuddenly stood up and banged on the table. "Ouma! Forgive me!" Saihara freeze. Didn’t they agreed to not speak anymore? Momota, you’re dumb. "I didn’t realize what I did this morning. I’m really sorry! I swear, I didn’t mean to hurt you!" Television sounds rose to the highest volume. "Ouma-kun!" Saihara close his ears. "Shit! Stop Ouma! " Momota runs to the living room and grabs the remote from Ouma hand. He pushes the off button and the television turns off. "You-" Momota dumbfounded. Saiharawalk slowly next to Momota.He instantly horrified. A sharp, firm gaze stared back at them. Harukawa Maki words appear in his head. Do you want to die? Cold sweat ran down Momota face. Saihara also felt the same way. It feels like a long time has passed. Ouma voice broke the silence first. "Keep your mouth shut Momota-chan. Do you think I don’t know what both of you are doing behind me.” Ouma stands in front of Momota. His short posture forced him to look up. "You obviously know what possesses you. How many times do I have to say you are a bad liar? I know exactly what's in your fantasy and who's with you. Don’t try to save your pride by apologizing. Stupid." Momotagritted his teeth. "Do you still want to apologize? I'm sure you don’t regret it. Are you happy to touch me? "
Oumaturn his face to Saihara. "We had been living together for a year. I bet all of us already familiar with everyone habit. Whatever we like or hate, everyone know. It's easy to know when things change. Isn’t that true, Detective Saihara-chan?"Saiharamind is mess. What he had feared for a long time came true. He had known they couldn’t lie to Ouma for a long time.One month is the limit. But before they could tell the truth, their roommate already figure it out."At first I didn’t want to believe it. I thought my intuition was wrong. I don’t want suspect my own best friend.” Ouma turned and walked away from them. He stopped at a small table near television. Their photos are neatly arranged on it. Oumapicked up a simple frame with their photo together in the first day on apartment. "I saw you were kissing a week ago ..." Oumasigh. "... in the bedroom."
What!?
Momota remembered it. His face red as tomato. They weren’t only kiss, they were having sex!
At that time, Momota was busy putting his mine insideSaihara. They almost reach the climax. Saihara voice sound sexy, itmakeMomotamind blank. He faintly heard small sound from the door. It opened slightly, a little light shines into the room. Momotadidn’t’ pay attention. He is busy kissing Saihara lips. He want to make him feel good.Saihara face also red. He know all the kisses he does with Momota always end up that way. PRANG! The glass on thephoto frame in Oumahands broke. Blood is dripping from his fingers. "From that day on I don’t want to sleep in that room again. I asked Naegi-san to give me more job so I could stay at school." Momota scratched his hair. "Ouma... We didn’t mean it to keep our relationshio a secret.
"You've been very busy lately. We worry that your concentration will be disturbed if you know it. That's why we keep quiet until you relax,” Saihara said. Ouma put the frame back on the table. Without looking at them, he is walking to the balcony. He is shifting the glass door and then step on their small balcony. Saihara and Momota can see his handprint on the transparent door. The balcony was decorated with black iron railings. On the ceiling, there are two places to hang clothes. Ouma twirled the clothesline. After he found his clothes, he move itto thelaundry basket. "Hey Ouma! Listen when people are talking."Momota goes to the balcony, Saihara follow him. "I left the apartment from today,” Ouma said.They are shock. Saihara never expect this to happen. "What do you mean?" Momota asked back. Ouma smiled mockingly. "Do you still not get it, idiot? I said I moved! I don’t want to see your love again. It’s disgusting!” "You’re misunderstood Ouma... We-" Saiharachoke a little"-Have feelings for you too.” "Shut up Saihara-chan! Stop torturing me more than this. I'm ready to get out of here. This apartment belongs to both of you completely. Without me you are free to do it anywhere. Isn’t it fun? " "You bastard!" Momota can’t control himself. He punchOuma. His fist land on the shorter left cheek. Ouma bounced back and crash into the steel railing. The clothes in the basket fall scattered. Oh No!Saihara scream inside his mind. The railing broke! A few month ago, Saihara found out their balcony railing was rusty and slightly rocked to the touch. He want to fix it but he forgot. Now the railing is falling, along with Ouma. Time seems to move slow motion. In instant, Momota grabs Ouma left hand, meanwhile Saihara grabs Ouma right hand. They are collapsed downward. Ouma entire body is dangling dangerous outside the balcony. They are on the 10th floor. The bottom is concrete. There’s no way to survive. Inside their mind, Momota and Saihara promise to never let go his hand. No matter what. "Momota, raise him slowly. Together."Saihara glance at him. Momota nods. Together, they help Ouma back to the balcony. Strangely, he doesn’t do anything when they pull him. After he is save, they breath a sigh of relief. "Ouma?" Saihara ask him. "Are you all right?" "Ouma? This is not the time to joke." Momota holds his shoulder and lift him over. "No-" Saihara shock. He saw blood on Ouma forehead. Looks like he hit the wall when they catch him. Saiharastood up and ran as hard as he could to find medicine. "Ouma? Talk to me! Hey!"Momota shakes his body. Ouma eyes is half open but he isn’t focus. Momota leans Ouma head to his chest, lifts his legs, and carries him bridal style to their shared bedroom.
Shit, he really light.
"Have you found it? Hurry Saihara, he still not moving."Momotacarefully laid Oumaon the bed.“Maybe we should bring him to hospital?” “I found it!” Saihara bring a box with red lid and put it on the table near their bed. He took out cotton and bandages. Momota set manypillow behind Oumahead to make him comfortable. Saiharacleanse the blood on Oumaforehead and hands. Momotacut the bandages and give it to Saihara. He carefully wrapped it around Ouma head. Then he move to his right hand. They are work in silence for ten minutes. Oumablink his eyes slowly. Before Momota or Saihara can say anything, tears streamed down from Ouma cheeks. He is crying."Why? You should hate me for disturbing your relationship. Stop... I can’t stand it.Don’t you hate me?Go away. “I like you two, Saihara-chan, Momota-chan. I really like." The confession came out of his mouth easily. Momota and Saihara were amazed. "That's why I scolded you, to make you hate me. I want you to forget me. A person like me is not worth loving at all." Ouma burst into tears. Ouma know the harsh truth. Nobody will like a big liar like him. His heart already prepared for their rejection. "Ouma…There's something you should know."Saihara smile. Momota added it. "Yeah... Actually…We are like you." Ouma gasped. He stare at them. Disbelief. "Word isn’t enough to express our feelings." Saihara bowed his head and kisses Oumaright cheek. Momota follow and kisses the other cheek. too. They do it very gently."This is why we can’t tell you." Momota whispered in Ouma ear. "Because once we said our relationship, we have to confess to you." Ouma's cheeks were flushed red. He grab the near pillow and buried his face. "But... But... Are you guys loving...” "Yes, we are. But, we also like you.” Saihara said. "Actually I want to confess to you first, but I’m afraid you’ll laugh for the rest of your live if you reject me,” Momota said. Saihara explain. “Ouma, I want to tell you first too. But, I saw you’re busy and tired because of student committee job. You always come home late and sleep on the couch to finish your homework.” With face still in pillow, Ouma said, "You guys are evil. Why not say it from the beginning... I..." Momota rubbed his head. "It's okay Ouma. It’s just misunderstanding. Sorry." "I’m sorry too.“Saiharaspeak gently. He stroked Ouma hair. Ouma mutter thank you without show his face. He is embarrassing. Saihara and Momota sighed with relief. The person they love receive their feelings.Suddenly Ouma lifted his head. His tears on his cheeks almost dry and he smiled sweetly. "I want you prove that you guys really like me. I want you to touch me... together." Ouma emphasized the last word. Saihara shook his head immediately. "Not now, you're hurt and in pain. We don’t want to hurt you more than this." "If Saihara-chan and Momota-chan hurt me, I would glady to do as your please..." Ouma showed his child's expression. Sweet and adorable. Momota stroke Ouma hair and touched his forehead. "For now ... calm yourself first." Momota kissed his forehead and push him back to bed. "Get some sleep." Ouma puffed his cheek. He is stubborn. "Together.” Ouma whisper. The three of them returned to the bed. Each of them took Ouma's hand. They accompany him to sleep.
After a while
"Momota-kun, he's asleep, you can take his hand off."Saiharacover Ouma with bedcover and check his wound. He noticed Ouma has eye bags. He must not have slept all night. This is why his emotions are unstable."Momota-kun, let's get up, Ouma needs a full rest." Momota wriggled, "Can't we sleep too? I'm still tired." Saihara said emphatically, "No. There’s a lot to fix, the first is a balcony railing." Ouma's breathing was going down well, he slept soundly. "To be honest, Ouma is a lot sweeter than you when sleep," Momota said. Saihara looked at him fiercely. "Momota-kun, don’t try anything strange again." Saihara held up his right hand. "We would never go through this shit if you don't..." The forefinger goes up. "... One, touching Ouma this morning..." Next is the middle finger "... Two, force to talk..." Then the Ring finger "... Three, hit him. What would happen if I wasn't there?" Momota scared. This is the first time he has seen the anger Saihara. "Out of the room, I'll lock it!" END