even if shota never wanted to fuck him again, he really hoped they could be friends. he needed someone this good in his life, and really wondered how he’d gotten involved in such a testosterone-aggressive environment.
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“i might be a little insane, but i don’t need or expect sex from everybody i hang out with. i like you, shota. with or without sex, whether it stays like that or you change your mind.”
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hj nodded, carding his cleaner hand through shota’s hair. it was so soft despite the dark roots; hj wondered what hair products he used.
“nobody’s ever asked me out before… i’m, uh, not the best with people.”
“you’re pretty good at fucking throats, baby. we don’t need to talk of that’s something you’re bad at.”
shota stuttered so cutely when flustered. hj kissed his other cheek, holding him gently by the neck to show that he was serious.
shota looked puzzled. genuinely confused, looking so cute with that little crease between his brows.
hj wanted to kiss him again.
“you can tell me about your other interests while we eat!”