He wakes up with a rasping gasp and immediately sits up and starts coughing.
What... the fuck?
"That is a very weird way for you to be and it will encourage unbecoming character traits in me," Haru murmurs in his ear, when he's decided he's through with the kiss.
He shivers and swallows dryly and this time it is not because of the movie. "You will not find me complaining."
"What, are you like this all the time? You don't have moments of insubordinate preference?" Haru asks, taking Yutaka's hand and pulling him up out of his theater seat. "Do you know a good restaurant around here?"
"Haru if you want to just tell me what to do forever I don't think I will ever complain." Quite the opposite. "And yes I do."
"Yes, sir." This is the dawn of a new age in Yutaka's life and he is so here for it.
Yutaka is so gay. So very extremely gay. The gayest.
Aaaaanyway it's a Friday night and they don't need to go to bed early and can spend as loooooong together as Haru wants.
After dinner Haru wants to go to Yutaka's place and make out. Though he still doesn't get carried away.
Does he pull Yutaka's hair some more though. Or, you know, anything like that. He doesn't have to obviously because he should do only and exactly what he wants to do, Yutaka would like that, is if Haru did exactly what he wants to do all the time.
He does some very light experimentation in that direction to see what happens but he is not, underneath all the inconsiderate selfishness, particularly kinky.
That's fine Yutaka just wants him to be extremely selfish even if that does not actually entail getting carried away or (say) sleeping over at Yutaka's.
Yutaka has a boyfrieeeeeeeeeeeeeend~
He needs to take antinausea meds before going to bed but that's fine.
How. How the fuck. Have the rumours already reached Aoyama. That's a stupid question, isn't it, if even his father heard about it. Extra, extra, Iwasaki Iemasa's son is a faggot, was seen making out with a guy out in the open.
Yutaka doesn't. Actually. Want to deal with this. With any of this.
(Nausea.)
He is going to take his time getting up, poking at his phone and ignoring the text, brushing his teeth, getting coffee—
(Nausea nausea.)
—okay maybe coffee isn't such a good idea. Cereal, then.
Good morning if you're awake.
Awake, alive, having breakfast, and avoiding dealing with the consequences of my own actions.
No, no, this is... man.
Have you, uh, heard anything about the, about why I was pulled from my other school?
He wants a cigarette, but that is also not great for the nausea. Maybe he should get some bread, having carbs in his stomach helps.