Daisuke looked around Takeru's apartment in awe. "Wow, nice place man. I especially like the flowered curtains."
Takeru waved the compliment away. "Yeah, yeah, whatever. Focus, Daisuke." He grabbed the whatever colour Daisuke's hair is-headed boy's hand and yanked him down the hall, tossing him on his bed.
Daisuke yelped. "Takeru! What-" His cry was silenced as -cheesy line about Takeru kissing Daisuke-.
"-insert moaning noises here-," Daisuke forgot whatever else he was going to say and just lost himself in the sensation of the earth-shattering kiss that Takeru was giving him.
-long make-out session description here-
Takeru then removed Daisuke's clothes. Slowly. And with sensous description so that the reader goes "OMGHOTTWRITEMORE".
-kinky sex scene--take note that Daisuke is a cute little virgin and Takeru is stereotypical "I've slept with tons of guys before!"-
When it was over and they had both collapsed, sweaty and exhausted, Daisuke smiled. "Thanks, Takeru," he murmured.
Takeru looked adorably confused. "For what?' But Daisuke was already asleep.
"Hey Yamato, I just thought I should tell you that I got me some last night! Um... I hope you're not jealous, I know you've had a crush on Daisuke forever."
Yamato didn't even bother to look up from his Taichi sundae. "That's nice, Takeru. Go away now, niisan's busy."
"You never listen to me anymore," Takeru grumbled, but he left the apartment as Yamato had asked.
Daisuke was angsting. Again.
"Why did I go and do that?" he mumbled to himself. "What was I thinking? I'm so stupid!" He sighed. "I should have known that it would just be a one night stand. I should have known Takeru didn't like me that way. I'll never have a chance with him..."
-obligatory paragraph about how Daisuke has had a crush on Takeru ever since the first time he saw him, and how his getting jealous of Takeru's proximity to Hikari was a cover-up, that it was in fact a reversal.-
He sniffled a few times for good measure, and looked as dejected as possible, to be sure that he was angsting properly. He hoped that perhaps the day would be a repeat of yesterday, and that Takeru would come along and tell him that he'd always loved Daisuke all along. Then perhaps they could go back to the blond's place again and have some more of that wild sex.
But Takeru never came, and Daisuke and -phrase about his broken heart- went home.
THE END.
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