disclaimer: I hold no rights to the Gravitation anime, manga, or characters. And I will not gain the ownership over the course of this fanfic.
So yeah. My first Gravi fic. Nothing special. Enjoy.
m e e t the p a r e n t s
[intro, from yours truly, s h u i c h i s h i n d o u.
It's been almost a month since then. Since Yuki and I came out of the closet… Or to be more accurate, when Yuki came out of the closet and dragged me out with him. Ever since, I am constantly hearing people (and by "people", I mean teenage girls) giggling whenever I go out somewhere. Every once in a while, I'll have a brave (or maybe just bold? Or stupid?) girl walk up and ask how the sex is with Yuki. MY. GOSH. What if it wasn't me? What if they asked some complete stranger (wait… aren't I technically a complete stranger?) how their sex life is? Okay, okay, so I guess the pink hair cuts down a bit on the possible identities… But still. Talk about daring. And awkward, on my part at least. I would think it would be awkward for them too, but maybe I'm just not a teenage girl. Maybe it's peer pressure or some crazy shit like that.
So anyway… When approached with that question the first couple times, I laughed nervously and just waved, quickly getting on with the rest of my life (blushing furiously), trying not to remember last night too hard. Now I pretend I don't speak Japanese, and that doesn't really work too well. What am I supposed to do? Casually respond, "Oh, great as always! I gave him head!" or "It was super kinky! I wore a maid's outfit and everything!" or maybe even "Last night, he gave me head!"
Seriously, it's starting to get annoying. Do they really expect me to scream something that private out? Do I really look like a shameless idiot? Some would say that. Yuki would say that. And I realized he's right.