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A/N: This is another instance of @yumizurueleonora and I have an entire au for years and then never post about it.
Accidents
On instinct, Toya doesn’t knock when he unlocks Akito’s apartment. It’s never been a problem between the two of them, but it’s after stepping inside that he thinks he should have warned Akito he was coming over.
He stays in the entryway, unsure if he should leave, when Akito walks over, in boxers and an oversized shirt and looking like a mess.
“Oh,” Akito mutters. “Are you here to yell at me too?”
“No,” Toya says. “From what I hear you’ve gotten enough of that.”
Akito collapses onto the couch. “Thanks partner, you always know just what I need. Want to help me plan the wedding?”
Toya freezes. God he thought he'd have more time to mend this rift between them, but now here Akito is, getting married.
“That’s a joke,” Akito says. “Sorry, it’s a bad one. We’re just going to the courthouse and filing paperwork.”
“No, of course it’s–” Toya takes a deep breath. “You know I’m here for you, partner, right? No matter what happens, whatever you need, I’ll always help you.” Even if it’s helping with your child with another woman.
“Wanna help me box up all the alcohol I have? I can’t really stand to look at it right now but it’d be a waste to toss it all so I’m gonna give it to Ken.”
Toya nods, and heads over to Akito’s liquor cabinet. Akito's not much of a drinker, so most of the bottles gifted to him are still unopened.
Toya starts taking them out and carefully putting them into the box Akito brought over, but Akito pulls out one of the bottles.
“Wait, hold on,” Akito says. “Not this one.”
Toya takes a better look at the bottle and realizes it’s a German wine he’d gifted Akito on New Year’s.
“You’re just going to let it sit there?” Toya asks.
“It’s a gift from my partner, I don’t want to just give it away,” Akito says. After thinking for a second, he uncorks it and pours two glasses. “To the worst mistake of my life.”
Toya takes a sip from his glass. “Akito, do you… want to talk about it?”
Akito stays silent. “Honestly… no. ‘Cause if I talk about it, I think I’ll run away.”
“Would it be running away?” Toya asks. “You’re marrying someone you don’t love.”
“Hey, I do love Natsumi!” Akito says. “And I'm the one who got her pregnant because I was too drunk to realize the condom broke.”
Toya swallows his jealousy. “You aren’t ready to get married, or have kids.”
“It’s too late to do anything now,” Akito says. “It’s my responsibility.”
“She was the one who didn’t notice she was pregnant for five months!”
“She said it’s complicated!” Akito says.
Toya crosses his arms. “I’m just saying you're not the only one to blame.”
“Well if we made this mess together, we gotta clean it up together too,” Akito says. “You can’t seriously say if it was Saki, you wouldn’t expect the father to step up?”
“I…” Toya takes a deep breath. “I see where you’re coming from, I really do, but you have to see this won’t make you happy.”
“I’m a piece of shit who got a girl pregnant, what makes me happy is kind of the least important thing in this situation.”
“Is it fair to the child if their parents don’t love each other?”
“I do love her!” Akito snaps. “Natsumi and I, we get along, we’re good together, we’ll make it work. And this way she gets some security and really it’s the least I can do.”
Akito finishes his glass of wine. “I’m too tired for this. Can we talk some other time?”
“Akito,” Toya says, “you’re making a mistake.”
“I already made the mistake, and I don’t need people to keep reminding me. Now get out.”
Toya gets up and slinks away. His hand hovers at the door knob, and for a second he wants to turn around and tell Akito he loves him, but one glance back at his partner tells him what he already knew.
Toya’s chance passed a long time ago, and now he’ll never get it back.