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Warning: Some mature contents (i.e. thinking about the topic of sex) and coarse language. Read at your own risk.
Part 1.
A little over 1 and a half year into their relationship, at Marukawa's Sales Department, mid-August...
Once again, Yokozawa came to an ongoing realization that he definitely did not understand Kirishima—not even after being together for almost two years.
Kirishima was simply...an enigma.
Try as he may to probe deep into Kirishima's mind, Kirishima was on a whole different level from where he was when it came to where their relationship stood. They had a long road ahead of them—this was a definite truth Yokozawa was sure of. The two were so different, on different wavelengths in personalities, that they were sure to butt head and disagree over things every now and then.
But, still, what kind of idiot would say, 'I won't touch you until you ask me to,' in a fit of anger over an argument the two of them had had? And the argument had been, out of all things possible in this world, about how Yokozawa never initiates sex.
Yokozawa sighed and he stared through bleary eyes at the computer screen containing graphs and data on the latest sales numbers in front of him. He tried to concentrate on his job but his mind was thinking far too much about Kirishima. That argument was blowing things out of proportion and seemed to be tearing their relationship apart more than Yokozawa had expected.
To put it simply, it had been almost two weeks since they had that argument...and since they had sex.
He wondered, on more than one occasion when he was left alone to brood on his thoughts, if it had been too conceited of him to think that Kirishima knew him the best out of anyone in this world to know that he...was just too embarrassed to initiate sex more often?
If Kirishima was an extrovert, then Yokozawa was an introvert. Simple as that. It just wasn't in his nature to initiate sex or try to seduce Kirishima—he had no way in hell of knowing how to do that in the first place.
He admitted that it wasn't right to always be the one receiving in the relationship, though he doubted bottoming was what Kirishima had in mind when Kirishima told Yokozawa that he wanted to receive pleasure also. If anything, Kirishima probably wanted Yokozawa to seduce him, but that was just too embarrassing for him to think about doing.
Being together for almost two years with someone should have made sex less embarrassing and intimidating, but that seemed to be the opposite for Yokozawa. The more time they spent together, the faster his heart would beat, and the more idiotic he acted in his pathetic attempt to hide his embarrassment.
It was what...his emotions...did to him when he was around Kirishima. No one else could fluster him like Kirishima's innate ability to do so without trying.
To be honest, if he really had to be honest with himself, he was simply scared to let go of himself and his abundant pride, not knowing if Kirishima would find it sexy or...amusing when he tried his attempt of seduction. Just the thought brought immediate chills up his spine. It was definitely not a good idea to even attempt and try to be sexy—he was known as a bear in the sales department for a good reason.
And, as far as he was concern, 'Yokozawa' and 'sexy' simply did not go well together and neither should they attempt to collaborate in this lifetime. Ever.
"Yokozawa-san!"
The cheerful greeting from Henmi stirred his attention away from his thoughts and he glanced up at his co-worker. Nothing good seemed to happen when Henmi was in an overly cheerful mood, and especially when he was cheerful toward Yokozawa.
Henmi flashed him a bright smile.
Absolutely nothing good happens when Henmi is cheerful, Yokozawa reiterated in his mind upon seeing that smile directed at him.
"Are you busy tonight?" Henmi's question only confirmed Yokozawa's thoughts that something ominous was going to pop out of Henmi's mouth in...3...2...1...
"Kirishima-san's department is hosting a drinking party and they asked if the sales department wanted to join in," Henmi said. His bright smile turned sly and he leered at Yokozawa. "I was asked by the ladies in that department to specifically ask you. You sure have become popular these last several months, Yokozawa-san," he said with a smirk.
Yokozawa grimaced. His popularity had risen ever since it became known that he'd save Matsumoto-san from a pervert on a train, but he wasn't happy with that as he found the stares and secret glances from his female co-workers to be annoying, rather than flattering. And, on top of that, neither was he happy with what Henmi had just told him about the party.
Kirishima rarely hosted parties, much less with how busy it gets during the onslaught of the summer months. Was this Kirishima's attempt of resolving the tension between them by getting them together on a neutral ground? Granted, two weeks was too long to hold onto an argument he no longer cared about...but still...to host a drinking party?
Honestly, he'd prefer if Kirishima and him were alone and...
"Ah, you beat me to that," Kirishima's smooth voice said from behind Henmi, causing Yokozawa to jerk away from his thoughts and straighten up in his chair. Damn, he hadn't expected to meet Kirishima now, of all times, when his mind had been filled with Kirishima for the last hour or so.
"Kirishima-san! What a surprise to see you in the sales department."
"I'm just going around and asking people to join in the drinking party tonight. The more, the merrier, especially with all the expenses covered by the company."
Yokozawa quickly turn around to shut down his computer and stood up. "I have to go check up on stores," he murmured, brushing pass Henmi and Kirishima. Perhaps it was his imagination, but Kirishima's hand subtly brushed against his for the briefest of moment when he walked pass him. But, that thought quickly dissipated when Kirishima next spoke.
"Yokozawa, you will be at the party tonight?"
"Sorry. I have other plans that I can't break. Have fun without me." With those words, he rushed out, not understanding why he felt nervous around Kirishima. He hadn't been able to look him in the eyes, either. Was it because they hadn't spoke for the longest of time? Kirishima rarely came home these days due to work, and Yokozawa was usually left to care for Hiyori and Sorata by himself.
And damn if he had to admit it, but it had been lonely sleeping by himself these days.
He sighed as he exited out of the building and onto the busy street bustling with young teens. He was reminded from the sight of them out walking in the early afternoon that O-bon started today and would last until Sunday. The streets were only going to get busier as families were reuniting with one another all around.
However, despite it being a holiday, Marukawa was continuing to work their employees during the celebration as it was one of the busiest time of the summer months. Thankfully, Yokozawa had the weekend off. Perhaps he should take the time to visit his family to clear his head from his situation with Kirishima?
And then, a sudden realization came to him.
Most, if not all, of the bookstores were close because of the holiday. Shit—he must look a damned fool to Kirishima and Henmi as none of the stores he had planned to visit would even be open.
What was wrong with him to forget this?
With the dismal realization, his thoughts immediately went back to what he just did earlier. He suddenly felt guilty for looking as if he were running away from both Kirishima and the drinking party, even though he hadn't lied to Kirishima—he did have plans with Takano today. They were going out drinking for the first time in a while, though Yokozawa knew that the drinking invitation from Takano had mostly been to discuss about that only thing Takano seemed to care enough about these days—Onodera Ritsu.
Now that Yokozawa was comfortable with letting his feelings for Takano go, he could only look at Takano with sympathy. Onodera was a dumbass of the most annoying kind, probably worse than himself—which was saying a lot as he was sure Kirishima found him annoying, also. But, Onodera was on a totally different level of annoying—perhaps this was the mysterious charm that Takano saw in Onodera?
Yokozawa couldn't be sure as he was always confused at what Takano saw in Onodera that endeared that guy to Takano so much. But, then again, he was never interested in people like Onodera to begin with.
The only thing he could say for sure was that love really did turn men into complete idiots.
Him, included.
