My Bff's Wedding.
Title: My Best Friend's Wedding
Chapter 9
Pairings: Ohmiya, OhnoxOC, Matsumiya, JunMa?
Rating: PG-13
Summary: Nino loves Ohno, Nino is also Ohno's best friend. So when Ohno wants to marry his long time girlfriend what does Nino do?
Warnings: Failed Humour, Generic Story, General Sucky Writing and Careless Mistakes are Plenty.
Past Chapters: Chapter 1, Chapter 2, Chapter 3, Chapter 4, Chapter 5, Chapter 6, Chapter7, Chapter 8
The state Satoshi left me in was dangerous. Raging emotions and blood and hormones and pent up feelings all ready to burst. I needed an outlet far away from Satoshi’s home, far away from Satoshi.
And so I had hopped onto the train on which I came to go back to where I had just come from. It was twilight when I reached the house.
I talked into the speaker trusting Toma to recognize me. He squeaked in surprise before opening the automatic gates and I walked in. The gates shut robotically close after I did. The loud thud made me feel trapped.
What if Jun was a vampire luring me to suck my blood and Toma is his sidekick Igore or something just as sinister?
Though Jun looked evil enough to be a vampire I really hoped he wasn’t. I’m not really into fornicating with the supernatural.
Toma greeted me with not too much enthusiasm, which was odd because I honestly liked him and thought he felt the same. Maybe, he still felt uncomfortable after I made out with his employer right in front of him without abandon.
Before I could decide on whether to apologize Jun came in all smiles and wearing flashy pyjamas or I think they are pyjamas. His taste in clothing struck me as a bit eccentric borderline strange but he looked good in them and let’s face it what I came here to do had nothing to do with clothes.
“To what do I owe the pleasure Kazunari?” Ackh I hate how he uses my first name so familiarly without my permission, “Come to discuss wedding plans?” He raised an eyebrow mockingly, sarcasm evident in his voice.
“You know why I’m here.” I’m not in any mood for his games at the moment. I’m just confused and angry and turned on and so very sexually frustrated.
“Dinner?” He asked casually like I come over to his house for dinner and games every other night.
“No.” I clicked my tongue in frustration before I grabbed his collar and kissed him. I felt bad for putting Toma through the same trauma again but a guy has to go for what he wants or at least shut the annoying man up.
“You’re worked up.” He commented trailing my face with an idle finger.
That would sum it. I was worked up about everything. I was so angry at Satoshi. For giving me what I’ve been wanting all my life, treating it like a mistake, running away from it and leaving me wanting more.
It’s an experiment to him. Like, oh I’m getting married maybe I should check out guys while there’s time or something but for me this was oh so real. I’ve wanted it forever and ever and he apologized for it even before it had happened like he knew it was a mistake, knew he was making one.
It hurt.
More than seeing him with someone else.
I was angry because I could do without this.
This want for him just kept on intensifying and I really could do without that.
So yeah I was worked up and at that moment I all but jumped Jun, kissing him in a frenzy I couldn’t think about anything else, couldn’t care about anyone else, couldn’t feel guilty because everything was consuming my heart like quicksand and I needed an anchor to pull out.
Even if it was someone as infuriating as Jun.
Jun’s hand clambered over my back for a measure of control. Like he was trying to coax me into calming down, maybe really get dinner before we head on to the bedroom but if he really wanted to calm me down that was not the way to go. I couldn’t care about food, I never did.
A hunger for Satoshi that I’d kept dormant for so long came alive and I just had to quiet it down. No, there was no time for dinner.
Jun finally seemed to be on the same frequency as mine as his arms tightened and he probably stood up because I felt a rush in my ears and suddenly heavy as Jun stumbled leading us both to somewhere with a bed.
His bed as I was bounced onto it; the memory of waking up here still not worn out.
Is this right?
I couldn’t help thinking even as we kissed and even as we moved together pulling off clothes and garments.
Despite the anger, the blame, I couldn’t forget that I loved Satoshi and by doing this I betrayed him.
This feeling was ridiculous.
I’ve been in love with Satoshi even before I could have sex legally.
But when Jun slipped in, I felt a contentment that no woman had ever provided. Maybe that’s why I felt dreadful and like a traitor because Jun was a guy and I wasn’t supposed to be gay.
Because Satoshi was the only guy I’d ever want to be with. In finding contentment with Jun as well I betrayed him.
It was easier to forget with Jun, maybe because he moved so sensuously, maybe because he was experienced, maybe because he could literally fuck the daylights out of me.
And he did.
I came twice.
I’m not really into multiple orgasms but the first time I came I realized I had thought of nothing but Satoshi so I came again for the sake of the person I was with, for Jun.
Made me feel less like a jerk.
We lay panting side by side once the deed was done and Jun threw his arm around me carelessly, “So you up for dinner now?”
I wasn’t. I wanted to sleep, I was tired physically, mentally, emotionally and any other word ending with -ly. But I guess I had barged into someone’s house and forced them just a little bit to miss dinner and have sex.
I felt like I owed him to eat his dinner.
“Sure.”
Jun pulled on a robe. He offered me one but I picked up my clothes from where they’d been discarded earlier. Now that I wasn’t completely blinded with over-the-top emotions I didn’t feel like frolicking in front of Toma with a ‘Sexed By Jun’ seal on me; even though Toma probably knew.
Dinner was little more than just a bit awkward. Toma stood by us, serving us or getting things we needed while we dined; which was very strange because I considered Toma my friend but then his and Jun’s relationship must be strictly employer/employee for them to be so prude around each other.
Then again personally Toma seemed to know Jun very closely, seemed to care for him. Somehow the atmosphere around these two gave off an eerie feeling like a haunted house with its own year’s aged sad story.
By my nature, I had to pry into it.
Toma’s steely face as he drove me back to Satoshi’s house gave me hope; as though having someone miserable to empathize with made my pain less.
“What’s with you and Jun?”
A frown crossed his face for just a moment before it was replaced with steely determination.
“I told you, he’s my employer.”
“Right.” I tried to sound as obnoxious as possible and Toma grunted, it clearly having worked a little bit.
“You do all his work and he treats you like dirt.”
The car jerked, “Matsumoto Jun is a fine young gentleman and he treats me just as he should and properly.”
“Really I’d be mad if he ignored me like that. I mean you live with him right? I bet he doesn’t even talk to you, you just work for him.”
“Your right. He doesn’t talk to me unnecessarily. Why should he? And I do just work for him, I do what he pays me to do.”
“But you want more don’t you?”
I could see Toma’s knuckles turn sheet white against the steering wheel. But other than that and a further purse of lips he made no other reaction.
‘You love him, don’t you?”
This time his face contorted in anger.
“Don’t talk about things like you know them!”
I was enjoying this, this yearning that I felt radiating from Toma mixing with mine and for a moment it had become totally immiscible.
“You should tell him you know. It’s not like he’s straight.”
Toma clicked his tongue, “How far is this place where you live!”
“You’re a good looking guy. He probably likes you too. I mean he doesn’t go steady right? So he’s still looking. Maybe it’s you.”
“Kazunari-kun do the world a favour and Shut THE HELL UP!”
Now I know why Mina did what she did. This was so much fun. If I’d had a hunch sooner I’d have totally skipped the sex and gone to annoying Toma.
The car skidded to a stop.
“I believe we’re here Kazunari-kun.”
I groaned just as we were getting to the good part too. I had to have a little fun as goodbye, “Let’s meet up later. We’ll work on making Jun fall in love with you.” Oh that always annoyed me so much. It should rightfully drive Toma crazy.
But he only rubbed his face with both of his hands looking up wearily, “I believe Kazunari-kun that isn’t the problem. Goodnight.”
What did that mean? Were Toma and I really not victims of the same situation? It was well past midnight and everyone was probably in bed so I tried not to make too much noise as I let myself in with the spare key.
I heard faint shuffling as I approached Satoshi’s room. With a sinking feeling I realized that the only person I prayed was asleep is awake.
Life was fun like that.
I opened the door and cringed. The smell of alcohol had permeated each and every corner, every single breath of air one could inhale.
Satoshi’s been drinking. But instead of knocked out on his bed, he was still drinking chugging down a beer bottle.
He looked up to me and took a large swig, scrunching up his face at the end of it as though appalled by the bitter taste. I wondered if he could even taste anything at this point.
“You never came back.” He slurred, “It’s like that time you didn’t come home and I was worried.”
I sighed, maybe following Satoshi’s suit and running away wasn’t the best of ideas but what would you have me do? Come up here and jump him?
He chugged down more out of the bottle and gently put it on the ground and it rolled noisily until it came to a stop with a tinkle against another bottle somewhere.
“Did Sho take you to the club?” Satoshi had no one else he’d feel comfortable getting completely wasted in front of.
He nodded before popping open another bottle.
I walked upto him to gently pry the bottle away. If he doesn’t shower and put these away I won’t be able to sleep. Not to mention it would give Mama Ohno a heart attack in the morning. Though she’s stopped coming to this room after I moved in. I don’t know what she expects to find in here really...
He followed my hand and there was a struggle for the bottle. I was supposed to win a fight with drunken Satoshi but he got lucky as I tripped over a beer bottle and plonked back onto the bed.
Satoshi quickly jumped on and straddled my waist.
I’d burst into flames only Satoshi smelt too bad.
He started on the bottle idly, he probably even forgot about sitting on top of me.
I waited patiently for him to get bored and roll off but he just kept on drinking.
“You know, you’re supposed to be passed out by now.”
“Tolch ya was worried.”
“I’m here so stop drinking! You smell awful and I’m not even a little tipsy so as to ignore it.”
He grinned, I could tell from the little choking noises he made, “Should take care o’ dat.” He handed out his beer bottle to me. I took it glad to have separated him from it in some way or other. But he just bent over magically and brought out another one.
Okay where was this Santa’s beer producing bag? Where did he stash it? I need to find it and stop him from killing his liver. I realized while I wasn’t killing my own it was a horrible sight to witness.
But as I got up on my elbows he pushed me back down, “Nino stay. Get worried ozerwize.”
“I’m here Toshi. Stop drinking please, go to bed.”
“You’ll be there?”
“Yes, yes. I sleep in your room remember, I’m here so no need to worry. Stop drinking.”
“Not drinking cause I was worried.” He said as he gulped down more, “Brain hurts.”
I chuckled, “You’re brain hurts BECAUSE you’re drinking like some hopeless alcoholic.”
“No. Brain hurts cause of Nino.”
“ME? What did I do? I didn’t even hit you on the head today.”
“Kazu smells nice.” What’s with the sudden change of names? Random Satoshi is random.
“I don’t smell nice you just smell awful!” On retrospect Jun had a lot of fragranced stuff, many of which I used while showering, I might have been smelling like parfait but I doubt it could compete with the strong stench Satoshi was emitting.
Alarmingly he bent over and stuffed his face into my neck and inhaled. It tickled as he gave his affirmation, “Kazu smells nice.”
I gripped into his hair and pulled him up by it, “Stop that.” He looked at me for a bit holding his head up looking about ready to climb off and my grip slackened.
Miscalculation.
Satoshi’s head suddenly grew heavier in my fingers as he pushed forward and his hair slipped out of my grasp and he fell face forward back to my neck, his lips pressing into my skin and teeth grazing across it accidentally.
“Kazu tastes nice too.” And I really can’t believe he did what he did.
He licked my neck. “Like cake.” He chuckled again. Great so I was his human candy.
Underneath my scepticism and sarcasm my skin started coming alive as he kept on lapping at my neck. I can swear he even kissed it and...ow...he bit me!
I really didn’t mind Satoshi doing this to me and that was the whole problem. Satoshi was drunk but I’m sober and if this leads to anything regretful then I’m to blame. I don’t want that over my head. He’s someone else’s whether I love him or not.
With willpower I know I could not have mustered if I hadn’t been satiated just 3 hours ago I pushed at Satoshi.
“Satoshi get off and go to bed.”
I could get him off but annoyingly he’d keep coming back, stashing his face into my neck and tasting Jun’s cake flavoured shower gel.
Oh Lord. I promise to just feed him that gel tomorrow. I don’t care if there’s a warning sign at the back saying ‘DO NOT EAT’ Satoshi has been ignoring signs like that for the greater part of his life especially now that **shove** I was practically **struggle** shouting it in his ears!
Satoshi retracted licking his lips slowly, I couldn’t help a pout. Did he know how happy this would have made me even 5 bottles ago? But no, there he goes again coming to me like it’s a mistake. Best part is he won’t even remember. Even though it is the ideal situation for me to take advantage of him. We’re way past that. He came onto me FIRST. I’m not taking advantage of him knowing there might be other ways to be with him. I just have to be sure.
“Umai!” He finally concluded.
I couldn’t help the smile. I hoped that he meant me and not Jun’s cake smelling shower gel.
Who knows?
But that’s it, isn’t it? I have to know.
Satoshi rocked forward again, this time I could feel his whole body lean forward and with a badly aimed kiss at what I presumed to be my lips he collapsed right on top of me. His lips slid across my cheek and he started snoring into my neck.
I threaded my fingers into his hair and caressed the soft locks gently, “Satoshi, what do you want?”
**A/N: This chapter sucks utter crap but it was necessary for the next one. Hope you guys like the last arc T___T
Sorry....
Chapter 9
Pairings: Ohmiya, OhnoxOC, Matsumiya, JunMa?
Rating: PG-13
Summary: Nino loves Ohno, Nino is also Ohno's best friend. So when Ohno wants to marry his long time girlfriend what does Nino do?
Warnings: Failed Humour, Generic Story, General Sucky Writing and Careless Mistakes are Plenty.
Past Chapters: Chapter 1, Chapter 2, Chapter 3, Chapter 4, Chapter 5, Chapter 6, Chapter7, Chapter 8
The state Satoshi left me in was dangerous. Raging emotions and blood and hormones and pent up feelings all ready to burst. I needed an outlet far away from Satoshi’s home, far away from Satoshi.
And so I had hopped onto the train on which I came to go back to where I had just come from. It was twilight when I reached the house.
I talked into the speaker trusting Toma to recognize me. He squeaked in surprise before opening the automatic gates and I walked in. The gates shut robotically close after I did. The loud thud made me feel trapped.
What if Jun was a vampire luring me to suck my blood and Toma is his sidekick Igore or something just as sinister?
Though Jun looked evil enough to be a vampire I really hoped he wasn’t. I’m not really into fornicating with the supernatural.
Toma greeted me with not too much enthusiasm, which was odd because I honestly liked him and thought he felt the same. Maybe, he still felt uncomfortable after I made out with his employer right in front of him without abandon.
Before I could decide on whether to apologize Jun came in all smiles and wearing flashy pyjamas or I think they are pyjamas. His taste in clothing struck me as a bit eccentric borderline strange but he looked good in them and let’s face it what I came here to do had nothing to do with clothes.
“To what do I owe the pleasure Kazunari?” Ackh I hate how he uses my first name so familiarly without my permission, “Come to discuss wedding plans?” He raised an eyebrow mockingly, sarcasm evident in his voice.
“You know why I’m here.” I’m not in any mood for his games at the moment. I’m just confused and angry and turned on and so very sexually frustrated.
“Dinner?” He asked casually like I come over to his house for dinner and games every other night.
“No.” I clicked my tongue in frustration before I grabbed his collar and kissed him. I felt bad for putting Toma through the same trauma again but a guy has to go for what he wants or at least shut the annoying man up.
“You’re worked up.” He commented trailing my face with an idle finger.
That would sum it. I was worked up about everything. I was so angry at Satoshi. For giving me what I’ve been wanting all my life, treating it like a mistake, running away from it and leaving me wanting more.
It’s an experiment to him. Like, oh I’m getting married maybe I should check out guys while there’s time or something but for me this was oh so real. I’ve wanted it forever and ever and he apologized for it even before it had happened like he knew it was a mistake, knew he was making one.
It hurt.
More than seeing him with someone else.
I was angry because I could do without this.
This want for him just kept on intensifying and I really could do without that.
So yeah I was worked up and at that moment I all but jumped Jun, kissing him in a frenzy I couldn’t think about anything else, couldn’t care about anyone else, couldn’t feel guilty because everything was consuming my heart like quicksand and I needed an anchor to pull out.
Even if it was someone as infuriating as Jun.
Jun’s hand clambered over my back for a measure of control. Like he was trying to coax me into calming down, maybe really get dinner before we head on to the bedroom but if he really wanted to calm me down that was not the way to go. I couldn’t care about food, I never did.
A hunger for Satoshi that I’d kept dormant for so long came alive and I just had to quiet it down. No, there was no time for dinner.
Jun finally seemed to be on the same frequency as mine as his arms tightened and he probably stood up because I felt a rush in my ears and suddenly heavy as Jun stumbled leading us both to somewhere with a bed.
His bed as I was bounced onto it; the memory of waking up here still not worn out.
Is this right?
I couldn’t help thinking even as we kissed and even as we moved together pulling off clothes and garments.
Despite the anger, the blame, I couldn’t forget that I loved Satoshi and by doing this I betrayed him.
This feeling was ridiculous.
I’ve been in love with Satoshi even before I could have sex legally.
But when Jun slipped in, I felt a contentment that no woman had ever provided. Maybe that’s why I felt dreadful and like a traitor because Jun was a guy and I wasn’t supposed to be gay.
Because Satoshi was the only guy I’d ever want to be with. In finding contentment with Jun as well I betrayed him.
It was easier to forget with Jun, maybe because he moved so sensuously, maybe because he was experienced, maybe because he could literally fuck the daylights out of me.
And he did.
I came twice.
I’m not really into multiple orgasms but the first time I came I realized I had thought of nothing but Satoshi so I came again for the sake of the person I was with, for Jun.
Made me feel less like a jerk.
We lay panting side by side once the deed was done and Jun threw his arm around me carelessly, “So you up for dinner now?”
I wasn’t. I wanted to sleep, I was tired physically, mentally, emotionally and any other word ending with -ly. But I guess I had barged into someone’s house and forced them just a little bit to miss dinner and have sex.
I felt like I owed him to eat his dinner.
“Sure.”
Jun pulled on a robe. He offered me one but I picked up my clothes from where they’d been discarded earlier. Now that I wasn’t completely blinded with over-the-top emotions I didn’t feel like frolicking in front of Toma with a ‘Sexed By Jun’ seal on me; even though Toma probably knew.
Dinner was little more than just a bit awkward. Toma stood by us, serving us or getting things we needed while we dined; which was very strange because I considered Toma my friend but then his and Jun’s relationship must be strictly employer/employee for them to be so prude around each other.
Then again personally Toma seemed to know Jun very closely, seemed to care for him. Somehow the atmosphere around these two gave off an eerie feeling like a haunted house with its own year’s aged sad story.
By my nature, I had to pry into it.
Toma’s steely face as he drove me back to Satoshi’s house gave me hope; as though having someone miserable to empathize with made my pain less.
“What’s with you and Jun?”
A frown crossed his face for just a moment before it was replaced with steely determination.
“I told you, he’s my employer.”
“Right.” I tried to sound as obnoxious as possible and Toma grunted, it clearly having worked a little bit.
“You do all his work and he treats you like dirt.”
The car jerked, “Matsumoto Jun is a fine young gentleman and he treats me just as he should and properly.”
“Really I’d be mad if he ignored me like that. I mean you live with him right? I bet he doesn’t even talk to you, you just work for him.”
“Your right. He doesn’t talk to me unnecessarily. Why should he? And I do just work for him, I do what he pays me to do.”
“But you want more don’t you?”
I could see Toma’s knuckles turn sheet white against the steering wheel. But other than that and a further purse of lips he made no other reaction.
‘You love him, don’t you?”
This time his face contorted in anger.
“Don’t talk about things like you know them!”
I was enjoying this, this yearning that I felt radiating from Toma mixing with mine and for a moment it had become totally immiscible.
“You should tell him you know. It’s not like he’s straight.”
Toma clicked his tongue, “How far is this place where you live!”
“You’re a good looking guy. He probably likes you too. I mean he doesn’t go steady right? So he’s still looking. Maybe it’s you.”
“Kazunari-kun do the world a favour and Shut THE HELL UP!”
Now I know why Mina did what she did. This was so much fun. If I’d had a hunch sooner I’d have totally skipped the sex and gone to annoying Toma.
The car skidded to a stop.
“I believe we’re here Kazunari-kun.”
I groaned just as we were getting to the good part too. I had to have a little fun as goodbye, “Let’s meet up later. We’ll work on making Jun fall in love with you.” Oh that always annoyed me so much. It should rightfully drive Toma crazy.
But he only rubbed his face with both of his hands looking up wearily, “I believe Kazunari-kun that isn’t the problem. Goodnight.”
What did that mean? Were Toma and I really not victims of the same situation? It was well past midnight and everyone was probably in bed so I tried not to make too much noise as I let myself in with the spare key.
I heard faint shuffling as I approached Satoshi’s room. With a sinking feeling I realized that the only person I prayed was asleep is awake.
Life was fun like that.
I opened the door and cringed. The smell of alcohol had permeated each and every corner, every single breath of air one could inhale.
Satoshi’s been drinking. But instead of knocked out on his bed, he was still drinking chugging down a beer bottle.
He looked up to me and took a large swig, scrunching up his face at the end of it as though appalled by the bitter taste. I wondered if he could even taste anything at this point.
“You never came back.” He slurred, “It’s like that time you didn’t come home and I was worried.”
I sighed, maybe following Satoshi’s suit and running away wasn’t the best of ideas but what would you have me do? Come up here and jump him?
He chugged down more out of the bottle and gently put it on the ground and it rolled noisily until it came to a stop with a tinkle against another bottle somewhere.
“Did Sho take you to the club?” Satoshi had no one else he’d feel comfortable getting completely wasted in front of.
He nodded before popping open another bottle.
I walked upto him to gently pry the bottle away. If he doesn’t shower and put these away I won’t be able to sleep. Not to mention it would give Mama Ohno a heart attack in the morning. Though she’s stopped coming to this room after I moved in. I don’t know what she expects to find in here really...
He followed my hand and there was a struggle for the bottle. I was supposed to win a fight with drunken Satoshi but he got lucky as I tripped over a beer bottle and plonked back onto the bed.
Satoshi quickly jumped on and straddled my waist.
I’d burst into flames only Satoshi smelt too bad.
He started on the bottle idly, he probably even forgot about sitting on top of me.
I waited patiently for him to get bored and roll off but he just kept on drinking.
“You know, you’re supposed to be passed out by now.”
“Tolch ya was worried.”
“I’m here so stop drinking! You smell awful and I’m not even a little tipsy so as to ignore it.”
He grinned, I could tell from the little choking noises he made, “Should take care o’ dat.” He handed out his beer bottle to me. I took it glad to have separated him from it in some way or other. But he just bent over magically and brought out another one.
Okay where was this Santa’s beer producing bag? Where did he stash it? I need to find it and stop him from killing his liver. I realized while I wasn’t killing my own it was a horrible sight to witness.
But as I got up on my elbows he pushed me back down, “Nino stay. Get worried ozerwize.”
“I’m here Toshi. Stop drinking please, go to bed.”
“You’ll be there?”
“Yes, yes. I sleep in your room remember, I’m here so no need to worry. Stop drinking.”
“Not drinking cause I was worried.” He said as he gulped down more, “Brain hurts.”
I chuckled, “You’re brain hurts BECAUSE you’re drinking like some hopeless alcoholic.”
“No. Brain hurts cause of Nino.”
“ME? What did I do? I didn’t even hit you on the head today.”
“Kazu smells nice.” What’s with the sudden change of names? Random Satoshi is random.
“I don’t smell nice you just smell awful!” On retrospect Jun had a lot of fragranced stuff, many of which I used while showering, I might have been smelling like parfait but I doubt it could compete with the strong stench Satoshi was emitting.
Alarmingly he bent over and stuffed his face into my neck and inhaled. It tickled as he gave his affirmation, “Kazu smells nice.”
I gripped into his hair and pulled him up by it, “Stop that.” He looked at me for a bit holding his head up looking about ready to climb off and my grip slackened.
Miscalculation.
Satoshi’s head suddenly grew heavier in my fingers as he pushed forward and his hair slipped out of my grasp and he fell face forward back to my neck, his lips pressing into my skin and teeth grazing across it accidentally.
“Kazu tastes nice too.” And I really can’t believe he did what he did.
He licked my neck. “Like cake.” He chuckled again. Great so I was his human candy.
Underneath my scepticism and sarcasm my skin started coming alive as he kept on lapping at my neck. I can swear he even kissed it and...ow...he bit me!
I really didn’t mind Satoshi doing this to me and that was the whole problem. Satoshi was drunk but I’m sober and if this leads to anything regretful then I’m to blame. I don’t want that over my head. He’s someone else’s whether I love him or not.
With willpower I know I could not have mustered if I hadn’t been satiated just 3 hours ago I pushed at Satoshi.
“Satoshi get off and go to bed.”
I could get him off but annoyingly he’d keep coming back, stashing his face into my neck and tasting Jun’s cake flavoured shower gel.
Oh Lord. I promise to just feed him that gel tomorrow. I don’t care if there’s a warning sign at the back saying ‘DO NOT EAT’ Satoshi has been ignoring signs like that for the greater part of his life especially now that **shove** I was practically **struggle** shouting it in his ears!
Satoshi retracted licking his lips slowly, I couldn’t help a pout. Did he know how happy this would have made me even 5 bottles ago? But no, there he goes again coming to me like it’s a mistake. Best part is he won’t even remember. Even though it is the ideal situation for me to take advantage of him. We’re way past that. He came onto me FIRST. I’m not taking advantage of him knowing there might be other ways to be with him. I just have to be sure.
“Umai!” He finally concluded.
I couldn’t help the smile. I hoped that he meant me and not Jun’s cake smelling shower gel.
Who knows?
But that’s it, isn’t it? I have to know.
Satoshi rocked forward again, this time I could feel his whole body lean forward and with a badly aimed kiss at what I presumed to be my lips he collapsed right on top of me. His lips slid across my cheek and he started snoring into my neck.
I threaded my fingers into his hair and caressed the soft locks gently, “Satoshi, what do you want?”
**A/N: This chapter sucks utter crap but it was necessary for the next one. Hope you guys like the last arc T___T
Sorry....