Digimon Fan Fiction ❯ I Wish I knew ❯ Where you belong ( Chapter 5 )

[ Y - Young Adult: Not suitable for readers under 16 ]

I wish I knew: Where you belong

No, I still don't own but do you know where I can buy it really cheap?

I was actually serious about stopping and moving on to a sequel later, but I'm scratching that idea. So no tickling! *Shudders* Scaring the author is not cool at all. But I do appreciate all the nice reviews that you gave me. They do make my little world go round. Sorry if this is short but I kind of tapped my creative brain cells writing something else today. Anyway on to the story and I hope you all still like it. This part is some much needed fluff. Much needed because I was going a little insane over here.



T.K. walked into his room and shut the door quietly He was holding a glass of water and a few sleeping pills in one hand which he sat on the bedside table before crawling back under the covers with Daisuke. He laid a gentle hand on his boyfriends trembling form and forced himself to ignore the stinging in the back of his eyes. He had to help Daisuke so crying wasn't an option right now.

But watching Daisuke cry for almost five hours straight though he had run out of actual tears a full hour before the crying stopped, hurt T.K. He wanted to make Daisuke 'better' and to stop whatever pain was making him cry like that, but he couldn't do anything. He felt like he couldn't protect Daisuke, which is what he wanted to do, and he felt helpless. And he hated feeling helpless almost as much as he hasted Daisuke's parents right now.

The crying had stopped almost ten hours ago, thankfully. T.K. had been afraid Daisuke would make himself sick that way. Daisuke's shaking was now just trembling accented with the occasional sniffle. He hadn't spoken since this morning though, and T.K. wasn't sure if Daisuke was mad he had told. He had only done what he thought was right and followed his instincts. It's what he always did.

"You told." Daisuke whispered bringing T.K. back to the present. Daisuke's voice was hoarse, but his tone was even and there wasn't a trace of anger present. If the redhead was angry with anyone it wasn't T.K. Honestly he was mad at himself.

T.K. nodded and placed a few feather light kisses on Daisuke's neck. "Yes." He was glad to hear Daisuke's voice as hoarse as it was. The room had been far too quiet with the past few hours. He had been close to wishing Daisuke were crying again.

Daisuke smiled little. "Thank you." He rolled over so he could face T.K. "I'm glad you told. And I'm sorry I was too scared to say anything."

"It's okay." T.K. smiled weakly and planted a soft kiss on Daisuke's lips. "But it's not okay that you stay up past midnight. I refuse to take care of you if you make yourself sick."

"Why do I get the feeling you'd do just to opposite?" Daisuke asked. He was almost positive that T.K. would watch him if he got sick. He'd probably complain the whole time, but he'd probably do it.

"Maybe you know me too well?" T.K. suggested. Not waiting for a reply he let go of the redhead and reached for the sleeping pills.

"I don't think I need four of them." Daisuke said. He sat up and took the water and two of the pills from T.K., who planned to take the other two himself. He doubted he was going to get any sleep without them and he didn't know if he would get any sleep with them.

Daisuke swallowed the pills and made a face. He hated taking medicine. Not for any particular reason he just didn't like it at all. Necessary as the pills might have been, if it hadn't been T.K. asking him he wouldn't have taken them.

"You're going to hold me?" He felt a little childish asking, T.K. always held him at night, but he wanted to be sure. It was the only time he could feel safe and he really needed that feeling right now. Daisuke didn't think he had ever been more scared in his life, even though this was probably one of the safest places for him to be right now.

He needed T.K. to hold him right now. He wanted T.K. to make everything go away as well, but he wasn't stupid. He knew it was going to take a lot more then T.K. to make everything go away.

But it was so easy to pretend everything was okay. Late at night, when he was still at home, if everything was quiet and still, he could pretend that his parents loved him and that everything was fine and that he wasn't alone.

It was ironic in a way, because most of the time he hated being in the dark.

Thin, but strong, arms wrapped around him and pulled him close. He laid his head on T.K.'s chest as tears he didn't expect to flow rolled down his cheeks and onto T.K.'s shirt. He had thought he had cried himself out a long time ago but apparently he hadn't.

"Did I do something to make them hate me?" T.K. didn't reply as his fingers traced circles on Daisuke's back. It was okay though, Daisuke didn't want him to say anything just yet. "What did I do that is so horrible that it would make my parents hate me? It can't be that I'm gay can it? I didn't even know I was until a little while ago and they've been doing this a lot longer then that.

"Do you know how long they've been hitting me? No, of course you don't. Neither do I. It seems like forever, but I doubt that. I don't think they hated me from the moment I was born. Because if that's the case then why have me? No one twisted their arms and said 'you have to have this child.' So they had to like me at some point in time, even if they hate me now.

"You know what I said before about everything being fine and them just hurting me because they care? That is the biggest load of shit you will ever have the pleasure of hearing." Daisuke laughed, but no amusement could be heard. Only bitterness that would be surprising if it came from anyone else his age. "They've always told me that, but I don't think I have ever actually believed it. Not even I am that stupid."

"You're not stupid period."

"No, I just fake it really well." Daisuke looked up at T.K. and frowned. "Why do you like me enough to put up with all of this? I've acted like I hated you for the past three years, but here you are doing everything you can to try and help me. The one person with a reason to hate me likes me. Man my life is filled with irony isn't it?"

"You're cute." T.K. said, meeting Daisuke's tearful gaze. His response earned him a tiny smile. "Even after you've cried all day long. You have the softest and most kissable lips ever." Daisuke actually laughed. A genuine, humor filled laugh. Exactly what T.K. had been aiming for. "You so sweet, you taste like cinnamon actually so maybe not so much sweet as hot, but close enough right?"

"Cinnamon?"

"Yes." T.K. said a little defensively. "Look, until you find a way to find out what your kisses taste like, you better just go along with what I'm telling you."

Daisuke nodded, waiting for T.K. to continue. The blond tilted his head off to the side and smiled thoughtfully. Why else did he like Daisuke? No, that wasn't the question. How could he describe why he liked Daisuke as much as he did?

"You've got the most annoying attitude when you're convinced you're right about something and you're far to stubborn to let anyone change you're mind. You're so bitter-hey let me finish before you get all pouty! You're so bitter about what you're parents did to you it breaks my heart to watch you sometimes, but you still insist on protecting them no matter what, so you're loyal. Disturbingly so really. But you're innocent at the same time." T.K. had to chuckle at Daisuke's puzzled expression. "You don't realize certain things because you've got a innocent part of you that doesn't want to see that some things and people might just be bad."

"I look for the best in people." Daisuke said, feeling a little sleepy. "And things. Why be all pessimistic when you can be optimistic and yes I do know what I just said."

"Didn't I just say you weren't stupid?" T.K. asked. "Because you said you were stupid and I said you weren't but now you're making it sound like I do think you're stupid."

"Uh hu." Daisuke said stifling a yawn. "I'm tired."

"I'm boring you already?" T.K. said, pouting a little.

"Nope. This is very interesting." Daisuke said, cuddling closer to T.K. and yawning again. "Why else do you like me? And be honest, don't just make up stuff to make me feel better."

"You make an excellent sleeping partner. You never hog the covers or the bed, which I know is hard to do, seeing as how this bed was built for only one person. Not that I mind sharing, because you're really warm and cuddly. You seem to fit right into my arms." He got a soft snore in reply. He had put his audience to sleep, but for once, he was glad to have done so. Daisuke needed some rest.

As he moved Daisuke out of his lap and back onto the bed the last of what he was going to say flickered through his mind and he smiled. He laid down and wrapped his arms around Daisuke. "Of course I'll hold you tonight and every night for a long time."

Soon T.K. was fast asleep, with his boyfriend in his arms. His boyfriend who fit perfectly in his arms every time T.K. pulled him into his lap or Daisuke crawled over to him, demanding attention.

'Because I think that's where you belong.'