"Please stop this..."
The memory of a certain confession in high school still kept on haunting me, and it's already been three years.
I buried my face in my arms, folded on top of my desk. My body was tired but my mind refused to let me have access to sleep.
I let out a loud and tired sigh and then heard a door lightly slam downstairs.
Forcing my back straight, my muscles twitching from inactivity for the past half hour, and looked to checked the time.
"It's already half past midnight... where was Ritsu all this time?"
A small smile appeared on my face when I recalled the time we all moved in the same apartment, all of us. Azusa followed a year after, when she graduated high school and it was nice to see familiar faces to get you through the most hectic parts of college.
Although, our habit of afternoon teas never seem to wore off, we carried the habit until college.
But small sounds interrupted me from my happy memories.
"...ngh... R-ritsu... gah! Ahn! W-wait..."
"Babe, your voice is too loud... you might wake them up."
A mix of a scowl, from, and a grimace made it's way to my face.
Did she bring another one home? How many has she brought home this month?
The times when Ritsu brought her girlfriends home was still alright when we were still first years.
She always looks to happy and in-love... although nowhere near as compared to before she confessed... to me.
I'll probably never admit this out oud but Ritsu's confession gave a huge boost in my confidence, I thanked her but I didn't tell her the reason.
Ritsu always had a way with words, probably why she was so popular at the university.
And also the reason why she has so many girlfriends.
We thought it was just a phase, Mugi and I, but when she started bringing almost 4-5 different girls every month, we we're worried.
She never liked to talk about any of it, and it felt like I was slowly loosing my best friend.
But, in the midst of my problem with Ritsu's behavior, something more... cliche came to the scene.
It was simple, really, and predictable.
I have a childhood best friend and we grew up together. In the middle of the last year of high school, she confesses. I refuse, she moved on. A few years later, the haunting memory of my rejection seemed to be everywhere and followed by the slow tugging at heartstrings whenever I see her.
Simply put, I fell in love with Ritsu, the person that once loved me and now can't even spare me a single goodbye whenever she goes out.
And we're room mates for god's sake!
More shuffling was heard downstairs came with more muffling of noises which is useless, by the way.
And a certain noise made me revert my attention back to what was happening downstairs.
"R-ritsu... ah! Fuck, y-you're so damn good... Ahn! Naah..."
"Are you close, babe?"
"Mmm... y-yeah... real close... right there! Ugh, yes... f-fuck..."
A little stupid voice inside my head keeps on nagging me that I was a part that made Ritsu this great in bed.
But in their case... probably at the couch.
This is one thing that Ritsu and I never spoke of, not even once.
We had sex before.
It was our first times and it wasn't anything drug induced or influenced by alcohol - I swear to god, I don't even drink or do drugs.
Only a very deadly heat wave and probably unsatisfied hormonal urges.
It never happened again.
And I remember how we can't meet each other in the eye that whole summer, which was very awkward since we're room mates.
Room mates.
That's another issue between the two of us.
We agreed to just suck it up and get over what happened between the two of us, and we did.
Although, I don't like where we ended up.
It's still there.
I know that deep down, Ritsu still likes me.
I'm not that oblivious of the fact the she always exits the room when I'm just coming in, eyes that linger a little bit too much when I'm only wrapped in a towel after a shower, and hands trembling to stay put at one place.
And believe me, I'm not so far off either.
Sometimes I always asked myself why doesn't she make a move.
And I'm also frustrated with myself when I'm always looking for signs.
Signs that she likes me. Signs that she doesn't. Signs that it'll work out for the two of us. Signs that I should just give up. Everything was so damn possible!
I let out a frustrated sigh, the weight of my tired body finally settled down on me and I can feel sleep slowly coming back to me.
"You know, for someone who lectures me about doing late night cramming, you're quite a hypocrite aren't you?"
"Whatever opinions you still got up your sleeves, save it Ritsu. I'm tired."
I glared at her and noticed that she's wearing a loose tank and boxer shorts, she must've showered, then I made my way to the bed.
This time, a relieved sigh escaped my lips as I crashed on the bed. I could fall asleep right then and there but a certain little persistent devil was in the mood to talk today so might as well go with it.
Maybe not a little persistent devil, Ritsu managed to have a growth spurt in the summer... before college. She's now almost a head taller than me. Though still lacking in the chest department, I don't think she minds though.
"Want a massage? Feels like it's been forever since you had one."
With no hesitation, I gave an affirmative sound. Ritsu's back massages are always the best, she learned it from her Grandmom back in middle school.
I was itching to ask where her girlfriend - or one night stand? - was. Is it too personal?
"So... where's your girlfriend?" I asked anyway.
"She went home after getting some. Told me she had an exam at 9." Her voice bordering in a dead pan and frustration.
Is she not happy with her?
"Are you happy with her?" Words came out faster than I can process. And she chuckled at my response.
"Yeah, I am. We just met three days ago, but I can tell that she's in it for the sex. I'm not complaining though."
A frown appeared on my face.
"Won't that make you something close to a one night stand? Or a 'friend with benefits'?"
"Well, I never said she was my girlfriend in the first place."
I craned my neck and looked at her incredulously. She laughed at my reaction.
"Are you serious?! You're sleeping with someone that's not even your girlfriend?"
"Well aren't you a sneaky little girl, aren't you Mio? You spied on us earlier didn't you?"
Now that's something I can't argue with.
"I-it's not my fault though! You guys were being too loud."
"But that still doesn't excuse you eavesdropping on us." I can hear a smirk in her voice.
"...baka..." A full-blown laugh erupted from her. For a moment, I was worried that the others might wake up from the sound. And the next moment, I didn't exactly care anymore. It was nice to be close to Ritsu like this again, even if it's just a little while. It makes me feel as if nothing changed between the two of us.
"Don't worry, I'm not gonna bring up the possibility that you must've been turned on."
I felt embarrassment wash through me and I felt myself getting red to the tip of my ears.
I was about to retort but hands suddenly caressed loosened muscles, leaving a relieving ache in its wake.
All was great until when she was massaging my hips, my shirt came loose for a moment, allowing skin to skin contact.
And it burned.
It burned probably hotter than the heat wave of that summer day.
We stopped, stopped everything. Our breathing, our hearts. Only to resume together after a second of realization slaps us hard.
We need each other.
Her hands reached for the little exposed skin at the small dip of my back once again, resuming its earlier treatment but this time, without any fabric; just us, and it left my with sensations slowly awakening.
Little noises escaped me whenever she looses a knot in my muscles, noises that can be interpreted differently if someone were to pass by.
And I would be lying if I said that those noises didn't mean two things.
She continued in an agonizingly slow pace, until she covered my whole back with her heated hands that left sparks everywhere.
Rough hands moved my shirt back to where it belonged and then I felt my whole body being shifted, and suddenly I was facing the ceiling.
Ritsu was on top of me, hovering and not leaving any physical contact whatsoever, but heat radiating from her.
Her eyes searched mine.
And I tried my best to tell her how I feel through my stare.
She looked relieved.
My message got through.
But she also gave me a sad smile, and stood up from the bed. I soon followed by sitting up, mind in a daze.
"Not now. But soon, okay?"
She kissed me on my forehead, and left.
And just like that, Ritsu disappeared in the night.
A/N: I neeed heeelp TT^TT I can't seem to continue my other rated M fic, Magnetic Pull of the Opposite Pole. I need some idea! Please help meee!
Oh and this is somethins I came up with at 2 in the morning. Welp, this is just a two-shot and the lemon one is next. I still have exams though so maybe the update is still on Friday or something.
Laters humans.