yves, bestie. i’m gonna need more of this loser virgin rindou x single mother. like him getting with her?? oof. homie losing his mind just touching her. 😭 absolutely tweaking tf out.
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Oh I think he likes calling to check up on you. Comes over with food and maybe pizza sometimes because your son loves the one he buys at his usual pizza place. Plays lego with your kid while you go on a work call or shower and Yuzuha's just sitting at the dining table eating the leftovers with a towel wrapped around her head.
It's cozy most nights. On some when it's just you and him and your son's asleep and Yuzuha's not home you like taking the time to know who he is while you turn the TV on for some noise. There's a lot to know about him. Technically he is doing music as a side hustle because it earns less than his main income (a liquor store staff) but he works the job anyway to fund his hobby and it's respectable, you think. He has an older brother who's studying accounting in Keio and he was supposed to attend the same university majoring in data science but he's said that things don't always work out for him.
He had eczema when he was younger and would always scratch on the spots that has left scars all over his skin. You inch closer to touch on it one night when he shows you, just out of curiosity, and you flinch at the way he flinches. He's red and fidgety and then he excuses himself to the bathroom. You feel bad. You think you'd overstep his boundaries and you want to apologise. He's a nice person who's helped you out countless times and you don't want things to be awkward.
He comes out with wet hands and his foggy glasses stuffed into his pocket. Doesn't speak about what happened and turns the volume up with the remote but he's sitting closer to you this time. He puts his phone face up and his screen lights up from a text message from a friend. His wallpaper is a photo of the sea. He leans forward to read it but he doesn't reply.
💬 Shion
yo
wanna go drinking
For some reason after seeing him like that you don't feel the need to say sorry anymore. You think it's fine. You ask if he wants more chips and when he nods you grab onto his knee to push yourself up. Sharp nails digging into his meat. Feeling his muscles tense beneath your palm. Ass in his face while you block the screen to fix your shirt and then walk away just like that.
He slides into the bathroom again when he thinks you're not looking.
