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"I am not wearing tights, Rin."
Rin Matsuoka balled up his fists and growled low in his throat. His skin turned red and he clenched his eyes shut. "Haruka, you promised. They can't get a new superhero by tomorrow!" He ran his fingers through his brownish reddish hair and flashed his red eyes at his best friend of twelve years. "Don't dick around with me, okay?"
"You didn't say anything about tights, Rin. Purple tights, Jesus." Haruka Nanase held up the offending pair of garments and raised one eyebrow at Rin. "It's embarrassing." His 5'9 frame carried a fatless 138 pounds with the grace of a bobcat, and his short, straight black hair glistened in the luminescent light in Rin's room. He chuckled and dropped the tights on his bed. He looked up at Rin with his ocean blue eyes and shook his head. "Uh uh."
Rin was built similarly to Haruka, and came up to a complete 6'. He sprang up onto Haruka's bed and grabbed the front of his faded t-shirt. "Dammit, Haruka, you can't do this! My sister has put a month into this, and I am not gonna let you screw it up for her! Please tell me you're not that much of a prick."
Haruka wrapped one arm around Rin's waste and effortlessly lifted him off the bed. "Dude, it's snowing outside. I don't want my bed wet, okay?" He set Rin on the floor and straightened his shirt. "Why is it so important to embarrass the shit out of me?"
"You spent most of the summer in a speedo at Seijuurou Mikoshiba's pool, Haru. You might as well have been naked. Now you're getting embarrassed because you have another opportunity to show off your perfect body? The same body you work out on with those damn weights every day? Help me out here." Rin threw his arms up in frustration. "The kids aren't looking at you in purple tights, they're seeing Captain Saturn."
"Do you have to wear tights?" Haruka's eyebrows knotted together, and he picked up the purple suit again.
"My costume is exactly like yours but blue. If you want, I'll put mine on and show it to you, and you can try yours on, okay?" Haruka nodded, and Rin rummaged through the bags he'd brought with him. "Here's your cape and mask, and here's mine. See? They're identical." He lifted up his blue tights for Haruka to see. "They're not really tights, they're spandex."
"A silver cape. Where did Gou find chrome material?" Haruka held up his cape, inspected, then looked down at the other items. "What's the chrome underwear for?"
"I'll show you." Rin caught the door with his foot and closed it and started to undress. They had seen each other naked a hundred times, and there was never any self-consciousness. He stripped naked and started pulling the body suit on.
"I can't wear underwear?" Haruka asked, looking irritable.
"You can, but it looks like shit." Rin slid the suit up around his waist and jumped a couple of times to get it to stretch over his shoulder. "That's what the silver shorts are for." He finished with the other shoulder and turned his back towards Haruka. "Do up the zipper, would you?"
Haruka reached out to pull up the zipper and stepped back, eyeing Rin critically. Rin raised his arms and turned in a circle once. "See, it makes you look even more buff than you already are." Rin said, running his hand over his stomach.
Haruka nodded and pulled his t-shirt off. The truth was that if Rin had asked him to run down Main Street naked he would have. He just wouldn't like it any more than he liked dressing up in a purple suit. He undid his pants and slid them and his briefs down at one time. He just wanted Rin to know he didn't like it, that's all.
Rin pulled on what looked like chrome briefs with no fly and slid on the boots, black country snow boots that were painted silver and covered the calves. As he tied the cape at his neck, he looked up and noticed Haruka trying to get the suit up on his extremely muscular legs. "Need help?"
"Uh, I think my legs are too big." Haruka mumbled. He blushed when Rin moved around the bed, got behind him, and began to tug upward on the suit. It was working, but it was also embarrassing.
"Pull the front up," Rin instructed and reached from behind to lift the suit up. In the process he brushed the tip of Haruka's cock with the back of his hand. "Sorry."
"I can get it." Haruka said quietly and stepped forward. He was having a hard time controlling a physical reaction that had started when Rin had stripped. Haruka's deepest darkest secret was the level of feeling and caring he had for Rin, and he'd kept it buried and safe for years. To Rin and the world he was a moody jock, and he wanted to keep it that way. He tried to get the arms up to his shoulders, but Rin had to help again, and the feel of the smooth fabric against his crotch was hard to take.
"There." Rin reached up and zipped it up for him. "Man, Haruka, you ought to wear that over to Chigusa Hanamura's. Then she'd really notice you." He couldn't help but notice that Haruka had gotten a little swollen in the manhood department and politely didn't notice.
"Fuck Chigusa Hanamura." Haruka muttered. "She's nasty." He pulled on the silver shorts, relieved that they sort of hid his semi. After pulling on the boots, he tied the cape around his neck. Rin handed him a dark purple mask and put his blue one on. Haruka stepped in front of his full mirror behind the door and looked himself over. Rin stepped behind him, and almost at the same time, they put their fists on their hips.
They busted out laughing. "Haru, you look so fucking cool. I think Captain Saturn is my new favorite superhero." Rin said and reached up to adjust Haruka's cape, and then leaned his head on his shoulder. "I owe you for this, man. Anything, just ask."
"Dude, look at the definition. No wonder Superman wore these." Haruka smiled and rubbed his stomach, but was looking at Rin's reflection. He sighed and turned away from the mirror. "So what time does this all start?" He let the jock persona slide back into place and pulled the mask off.
"Gou's picking us up from school at nine thirty." Rin kicked off his boots and untied the cape.
"What's the use of going for one hour?" Haruka laid his cape on the bed and reached behind his neck for the zipper. "If we're off the rest of the day, why not sleep in?"
"Did you get your assignments?" Rin asked. He had taken it up as his personal responsibility to see Haruka finish school, despite the indifference of his father. His dad drove a truck and was gone ninety percent of the time. Haruka shopped for groceries, paid the bills, and with an occasional prod from Rin kept the house clean.
"Did you tell me to?" Haruka slid the spandex suit off and scratched his legs. "Yes, mother, I did."
"Don't get pissy, I was just asking." Rin tossed his suit on the bed and reached for his sport briefs. "Are you coming for pizza? Gou said not to take no for an answer."
Haruka shook his head and pulled on his underwear. "I was gonna chill on the couch and watch the tube. Wanna stay over and play PS2?" He kept his eyes off of Rin's body with an act of will. Sometime over the last year, he'd suddenly started noticing Rin, and even fantasizing about him, and it shamed him. He didn't want to be like that, but he couldn't help it.
"Sure, she should be fine alone for the night. If she asks, I'll tell her I'm dealing with your stage fright." Rin finished dressing and grabbed his book bag off the floor. "Get your homework done, and I'll be back in an hour or so." Rin waved and walked out the door.
"Yeah, dude, I will." Haruka watched out the window as Rin got in his car and fell back on his bed and blew his breath out through puffed cheeks. He looked over at his torn and threadbare jeans and decided it was too much effort to put them back on. Instead, he sat up and took a pair of sweats out of the dresser and pulled them on.
His mind replayed over and over the sight of Rin's slim muscular body with no clothes on. He closed his eyes and pressed his fists into his eye sockets, trying to think of anything else and failing miserably. He knew his feelings were not right, and it tore him up inside.
Rin had rescued him after his mother had died of cancer. They had gone to preschool together, then elementary school, and in the summer of their fourth grade year, Haruka's mother had gotten sick and died in just a few months.
At the time, his father had been working at a company that did short hauls, and he was home at night with Haruka. For years, the had suffered his father's anger over his wife's death, and by the time he was twelve, suicide was his every thought.
All through this, Rin, who'd been given the much loved nickname, Jaws, by Haruka's mother, was Haruka's constant companion. They played together, swam together, ate together, and slept over at Rin's house constantly. Hence Rin became the perfect sidekick.
Rin had noticed his friend's deepening depression and had gone to his mother, nearly in tears because his dearest friend looked so terrible and was so depressed. Without making it obvious, Haruka sort of ended up being her other son.
Rin's mother talked with Haruka's father often and helped with dental appointments, clothing purchases, and other items he couldn't get done. Haru's dad, being a person of rare genius, took this as a sign that he could now take longer hauls for more money, and Haruka would be fine with the Matsuoka family. He didn't give a thought to dumping his son on the neighbors for a week at a time.
Haruka clearly remembered the night of his fifteenth birthday, and the no-show by his dad. He tried as hard as he could, but he couldn't stop from crying during the party the Matsuoka family threw for him. Rin had caught him and moved him out of the limelight to get a hold of himself, and he had opened the floodgates on Rin's shoulder.
Rin had just held him without saying a word. No expectations, no blame or guilt. At that moment, a much thinner and more vulnerable Haruka made several decisions without realizing it. The first was that he adored Rin Matsuoka and always would. The second was that he would bury that and all feelings as deep as he could and never be hurt again. The third was that his father would never be what he wanted him to be.
Sounded good, but reality bites hard. As he lay on his bed and stared at the ceiling, recalling how he'd almost gotten a hard on in front of his best friend, his mind spun back into that black depression that was only lifted by Rin's presence.
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Rin pulled his aging Subaru wagon into the carport and thanked whatever god that was listening for four-wheel drive. Granted, it was only a hundred yards to Haruka's, but the snow was deep and getting deeper. He wished he'd brought the car home instead of stopping first. It would've been easier to walk back. He plugged in the Christmas lights as he went in the house.
"Rin, is that you?" His sister called from the kitchen as he opened the door. Their parents, working upper-middle-class jobs as businesspeople, were currently on travel. This only happens several times a year, but when it does, Rin is sure to bask in the peace and tranquility of having the house somewhat to himself.
"Yes, mum." He tossed his coat over the chair and headed that way.
"Hang your coat up and get in here, buttface."
He chuckled and turned back, hung the coat up, and headed for the kitchen again. "That psychic routine would get you on Leno, Sis." He kissed her cheek and snatched two fresh cookies from the pile she was building.
"Rin, those are for the kids tomorrow!" She waved her hands at him. "Sit down and behave. Did the costumes fit?" She looked up at him with the same intense red eyes he had. Gou was only a year or two younger than her brother, but their mother had taught her the importance of staying true to traditional womanliness while developing a sense of self encouraged by modern society. Thus, Rin's little sister followed her mother in cooking, cleaning, overall housekeeping, and especially keeping her brother in check, which compromised Rin's privilege to boss her around.
"It would've been easier to pull teeth than to get dolphin boy into it." Rin said around a mouth full of cookie. "They fit fine. God, he looks just like the comic book character. It's weird."
"I really appreciate you two doing this, that reading program means a lot to me. Our school donated two hundred comics, and mum called and told me this afternoon that her company's willing to donate more." Gou finished spooning dough onto a pan and put it in the oven.
"Hah, that's pretty awesome. How are she and dad doing?"
"Pretty well, for the most part. Busy of course, but they're good." Gou slid off her oven mitts after closing the oven and set them on the counter, then proceeded to set the timer. "I ordered two large pizzas. Is Haru coming?"
"Can I take one to his house and stay the night? He's having one of those events again and wants to stay there." Rin grabbed another cookie. "I think it's because of Christmas and all that."
"It's gotta be hard on him, Rin. Imagine how he feels."
"I don't have to imagine, Gou, I can see it." He stood up and headed downstairs to his room. His family's house was set up to perfectly suit Rin's tastes. It was a split entry with two bedrooms and a bath upstairs; and a family room, den, bedroom, and full bath downstairs. As ranking child of a whopping two, he got the downstairs one.
His room was actually half under the driveway, and the ceiling was eight inch thick concrete. One large window looked out into the backyard, and was currently drifted almost completely with snow. He headed for the bathroom door next to the window and started the shower. This far from the water heater it took a minute to warm up.
His queen-sized bed occupied the middle of the longest wall underneath the driveway side with two heating vents directly over it that didn't help worth a damn. During the summer, the concrete kept his room cool even when it was way hot. Winter was an entirely different story.
Between his bed and the window was a computer desk, paid for entirely out of his own money. He worked part time at the library thanks to his mother's influences, and as a result of fortune and a CD burner, had all of the software he ever wanted.
The wall directly opposite the window held two large closets side by side. One contained summer stuff, and the other winter stuff. Rin's other passion was clothes, and the closets were close to full.
He stripped and threw his clothes in the hamper and grabbed his robe, an enormous terry cloth with a huge collar that could fit two people easily. He loved it. The water was finally hot when he went back into the bathroom.
As he washed, his mind continued to replay Haruka's behavior over the last few months and especially today. Even by Haruka's standards, he was off. If he had a girlfriend or something, Rin could understand, but if he wasn't with Rin, he was alone in that run down house.
Rin didn't have time for girls. Their idiotic simpering and primping drove him nuts, and he asked his mother hundreds of questions about their behavior. His mom was his second best friend right after Haruka (followed by his sister, of course!), and usually could explain things to him. He told her once that he thought the male form and body were much more attractive, but that he thought most guys were even more self involved than girls.
He didn't need a relationship anyway. He had a full time job watching after Haruka, who was his amigo, his sparring partner, his champion of justice, and was gorgeous.
Whoa, where did that come from? Rin scrubbed the soap out of his eyes and coughed on the spray from the shower. What the hell was he thinking? The image of Haruka standing in his room naked while he put on the costume was fresh in his mind, and he was shocked to look down and find himself hard as a rock.
Rin had Internet access, and had downloaded several images that provided what he thought of as nocturnal stimulus. Two or three nights a week, he would yank himself into bliss thinking about those JPEGs. Now, standing under the shower, he had a creepy feeling crawl up his spine, and he turned off the water in a hurry and grabbed his robe.
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"C'mon, c'mon!" The computer took forever to fire up, and his fingers flashed over the keyboard. He found the program and file, and began flipping through his pictures. The creepy feeling got worse. Every one of those that he thought of as his favorites bore a very striking resemblance to Haruka. Same swimmer's build, same smooth body, and most had short dark hair. He shuddered involuntarily.
Did he love Haruka, well, in a different sort of way? He thought back on their times together and on how he liked when Haruka would lay on the floor to play PS2 and Rin would lay his head on Haruka's stomach. He was always in physical contact with Haruka, and though he wasn't very touchy with his family, he hugged Haruka a lot.
Haruka hugged him back, too. He could remember sitting in this chair and looking up car parts for Haruka over the Internet. Haruka came up behind him and wrapped his arms around Rin's shoulders and squeezed gently. Far too much contact for a jock. Wasn't it?
"I am so fucking stupid." Rin muttered and shut off the monitor. "No wonder I didn't want to go to prom. . ." He stood up and dropped the robe on the floor and headed to the dresser. He caught a glimpse of himself in the mirrors on the closet doors and stopped, seeing himself through different eyes.
According to his self-esteem, Rin was nowhere near as attractive as Haruka, but Rin was well built like him. He worked out with Haruka on the weight bench twice a week, and his chest and shoulders were strong. His waist was slender, his six-pack well defined, and his legs were cut. There was no hair on his body except for the tiniest line from his belly button to his pubic hair, and a little fuzz on his legs mostly darkened by the sun.
He studied himself for another minute and then turned to dress, his thoughts running around and around. Was he imagining stuff, or was he really onto something? He'd always considered the possibility that he was gay or bi, but Haruka - dare he think the term - the moderate tsundere? Was that all an act?
What would happen to them if they found out? Rin knew a lot of people that had blown friendships over lesser issues. He pulled on a pair of sport briefs and a white and blue zip up Nike shirt. His jeans from today were still clean, so he wore those again.
His thoughts were clouded and dark as he went back up into the kitchen. His sister was pouring herself a cup of Darjeeling tea when he entered. "Hey Rin, you can take that pizza on the dining table over there," she gestured with her chin. "It's half and half."
"Sweet! Thanks, Sis! See you tomorrow, be safe!" Rin picked up the pizza and headed out, grabbing his coat as he went. The snow was almost seven inches deep as he ran across the street and down the block.
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"Hey, dumbass." He called out as he opened the door. Neither of them had knocked before entering in years.
"Hey, dickweed." Haruka looked up from the TV and stubbed out a cigarette. "Did you see the news?"
"No, and I thought you were going to quit." Rin tossed his coat behind the door and walked over to put the pizza in Haruka's lap and his icy hands on Haruka's neck, causing him to cringe.
"Christ, don't you own any gloves?" Haruka jumped off the couch and went to the kitchen for plates.
"Yeah, they're in your room on the floor." Rin threw himself on the couch and folded his legs under him. "What was on the news?"
"There's like this massive warm front behind the snow storm we're in. It's supposed to rain tomorrow night and Friday." Haruka came out of the kitchen and handed a plate to Rin with three slices of pizza on it. "They think we could have a flood."
"Come on, our town is up on a hill. We'll be fine." Rin tore into his pizza and watched the television.
"Man, don't get all choked up or nothin'." Haruka shook his head and shoved Rin over. "I have friends in town and so do you."
Rin pushed himself up and flashed a grin. "Next I guess I'm supposed to feel my heart bleed for every kid in Cambodia, right? Gimme a break, Flipper. I didn't tell 'em to live by the river."
"You're such a dick." Haruka chuckled and bit into his pizza.
When they were done, Rin put their favourite superhero film in the DVD player, X-Men. Haruka popped some microwave popcorn and sat at the end of the couch with his legs splayed out. He tossed kernels in the air and caught them while Rin got the movie started.
Halfway through the movie, Rin went to the bathroom. When he got back, he took a new seating position and stretched out on the couch, resting his head on Haruka's leg. This wasn't unusual behavior, and Haruka never said a word. What was unusual was the war of feelings that they were both experiencing.
Haruka's mind wandered away from the movie, and without realizing it, he began to gently stroke Rin's hair. He sighed quietly and went to take a drink of his soda, and only then did it occur to him what he was doing. He jerked his hand away.
"Don't stop, it feels good." Rin mumbled. His cheek and mouth were smushed from lying in Haruka's lap, and his eyes were closed. He was totally relaxed from the sensation of Haruka's caresses.
"I didn't know I was doing it." Haruka said lamely. "Sorry."
"It feels good, Haru. Keep doing it." Rin felt the fingers start through his hair again, hesitantly at first, and then more confidently. He breathed in deeply and let it out, a slight smile forming on his lips.
"How come stuff like this doesn't bother you?" Haruka asked quietly, studying Rin's face. "I mean, most guys freak out when another guy touches 'em."
"You're not any other guy. I guess it depends on who's touching, doesn't it?" Rin reached out and rubbed the part of Haruka's shin where the sweat pants had ridden up. "I can't think of anyone else I'd let do this except my mum and Gou."
"You're not freaked out?" Haruka asked. Carefully, he added rubbing the back of Rin's neck to the motions.
"Not really. I don't think you could freak me out." There, he'd said it, and he had to force himself to keep his breathing even. Rin waited for the bomb he'd just dropped to sink in, hoping he hadn't gone to far.
"Wanna bet?" Haruka mumbled miserably. He sighed again and let his hands get slightly braver. He slid it under Rin's collar and rubbed his shoulder, getting a low grunt and moan from Rin. "You like that?"
Rin suddenly pushed himself up on his knees and met Haruka's eyes almost defiantly. He pulled his t-shirt up and off, smiling as it hit the floor. "Yeah, I do." He lay back down on his chest and put his head in Haruka's lap, dangling his arm off so he could reach and rub Haruka's leg again.
Haruka's heart thudded in his chest. He didn't dare get his hopes up, but at the same time he was receiving some crazy signals from Rin. He went back to running his fingers through Rin's hair with one hand and rubbing all over his back with the other, entranced by the feeling.
"You're trembling." Rin smirked but kept his eyes closed.
"I can't help it. Sorry." Haruka said. Even his voice sounded funny to him. Rin rolled onto his back and looked up at him. There was a strange smile on his face, and he reached up and stroked Haruka's cheek.
"Why are you nervous, Haru?" Rin thrilled at being able to touch Haruka's face like this. "Do you want to stop?" Haruka shook his head and closed his eyes, his free hand running slowly across Rin's chest and down to his stomach.
Rin swallowed hard and blew off his fear. He leaned up and pulled himself into Haruka's lap and put his arms around his neck. "I think I know what you want, Haru. . . and I want it, too." The concept of time seemed to diminish as he leaned in very carefully and kissed Haruka on the lips, lightly at first, and then passionately.
When they parted, Haruka had a pained expression on his face and his eyes were watering up. He had to swallow hard before he could speak. "I don't know what to do." He whispered. "I'm afraid."
"You?" Rin looked him in the eye and smiled gently. "Haruka, you're not afraid of anything. You're my protector." He laid his head on Haruka's shoulder and sighed. "You've always been there for me."
"What happens now, though? What if we're not friends?" Haruka was having a hard time with the scattered feelings in his chest. He wrapped his arms around Rin and hugged him tightly. "I need you to be there, man. You're my rock, you know?"
Rin caressed his cheek and looked up at him. "Nothing has to happen if we don't want anything to, Haru, but I really want this. It doesn't have to hurry and happen tonight." He closed his eyes and settled against Haruka. "It'd be cool if this lasted forever."
"I don't want to be gay." Haruka choked out and his chest heaved. "I never wanted this. It's not normal. I feel wrong." He wiped his eyes with the back of his hand. "Rin, I've felt this way about you for a long time and I can't take it any more. It's killing me."
Rin turned to face Haruka and looked from one eye to the other. "Why is it wrong for me to love you, Haruka? Who says it's wrong?"
"Everybody hates fags, you know that." Haruka sniffed and looked away, horrified. "Oh my God, we're fags!" He hissed.
"Stop it!" Rin snapped. "Look at me, Haruka." Slowly he did, and Rin felt anger building in him. "What's changed, Haruka? Do you feel any different about me now than you did a week ago? Be honest." Haruka shook his head and looked down. Rin reached over and tilted his head up and met his eyes. "Haruka, I feel like an idiot because it took me so long to figure out how I felt. I never wanted to be with anyone else because I always compared them to you."
Haruka smiled. "Me too." He cleared his throat and reached out to put his palm on Rin's chest. "I don't care what they think of me, but I don't want to see you hurt, man."
Rin put his hand over Haruka's and held it over his heart. "They can't ever hurt me with you standing behind me, big guy. Ever." He leaned forward and kissed Haruka on the lips and gently used his tongue to pry Haruka's mouth open. It was much easier this time.
Before long, Haruka had his t-shirt off and they had progressed into a proper make out session. Haruka finally had to break away to catch his breath. "God, I wanted that for so long." He carefully shifted Rin off his chest and rolled off the couch. "I have got to take a leak. Sorry." He grinned and ran down the hall.
Rin pushed his heavily tousled dark hair out of his face and sighed. So far the kissing and petting thing had been better than he ever imagined. Until tonight, the thought of having some girl pawing at him gave him the creeps, but Haruka, Christ, did that light up his nerves.
Haruka came back and plopped on the couch, putting his feet on the battered coffee table. He lit a cigarette and leaned back, holding his arm up for Rin to snuggle up.
"Man, I'm not going to kiss that." Rin waved his hand in front of his face. "That shit stank."
"I promise I'll brush my teeth." Haruka exhaled towards the ceiling. "Dude, do you know it's almost 2 in the morning? What time do we have to be at the first school?"
"I told Gou we'd meet her at the school at nine." Rin yawned and settled into Haruka's side. "I left the costumes here. We can just put them on in the morning and head out."
"Ready for bed?" Haruka asked and then looked stricken. "Uh, are you sleeping in the bed?"
"Don't I always?" Rin looked up at Haruka. "Why?"
"Well, things are different now." Haruka said quietly. "I don't know if I'm ready for a lot of different."
Rin smiled and rubbed Haruka's bare chest. "Haruka, it's not a rule that we have to have sex because we kissed. Maybe it will happen and maybe it won't, but it doesn't have to be tonight." He stood up and held out his hand. "C'mon, you can just hold me tonight. Is that okay?"
"I think I'm gonna like that." Haruka smiled and allowed himself to be pulled up. He followed Rin towards his room. "Thanks, Rin."
"For what?" Rin pulled back the covers and got the double bed ready.
"For not making me rush or anything." Haruka pulled off his sweats and tossed them in the corner. He usually slept in his briefs.
"Go brush your teeth or I won't kiss you goodnight." Rin pointed at the door. After Haruka left the room, Rin slid his jeans and socks off and followed Haruka to the bathroom. They both had toothbrushes at each other's houses and had for a long time.
Haruka made room at the sink for him and looked at their reflections in the mirror standing side by side. He put his free arm around Rin's waist and hugged him. They finished up, rinsed the sink, and headed for the bedroom.
An hour later, with his arm around Rin's waist, Haruka stared at the shadows on the wall. He was so tired that his eyes burned but, he couldn't get to sleep. It felt so good to be cuddled up to Rin's back, and to have his arm around him. Rin's deep even breaths were soothing, but he just couldn't fall asleep.
He knew the world had changed, and it scared him. A lot of the respect that he got a school was from his reputation as a jock and as someone who'd beat someone else's ass for looking at him wrong. It would be hard to maintain that.
Rin had a reputation for being a flirt and a ladies' man, although Haruka doubted he knew or even cared. A lot of Rin's friends were girls, and it made Haruka very uncomfortable to be competing with them.
What really ground on his mind was regret. He realized about five minutes after Rin had fallen to sleep that he really wished they'd tried sex. He groaned and closed his eyes, sliding his hips back so Rin couldn't feel what was poking out between them.
God, this was all so confusing.
TO BE CONTINUED. DUN DUN DUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUN ψ(｀∇´)ψ