Hello and happy New Year for everyone¡ I´m very thankful for your amazing reviews and for the simple fact of taking the time for reading this silly story, so yeah. For the next year I just hope to write a lot more and finally start writing in my native language and other languages I´m dying to write in, my ultimate goal is to become a polyglot, I´m nowhere near to reach it but I have the time¡ anyway, enjoy this next chapter¡
DISCLAIMER: K project is not mine, if it was it wouldn´t have ended in pure angst. Damn you gora.
Chapter 7:
The drive to Munakata's house remained quiet. The young bluenette was slowly getting sleepy from the sound of the pavement getting hit by the constant passing cars.
"Oi, we're almost there, don't fall asleep." Suoh's voice resonated inside the small car. "I don't want to have to drag you inside your house unconscious. Twice."
Munakata merely stirred and glared his way. "No thank you, I don't want my father to think so lowly of Me."
"Then you shouldn't get drunk so often," The redhead began. "It makes you look worse than hanging out with me."
The bluenette murmured something Mikoto couldn't quite catch on, but he didn't comment on it.
Munakata was cold. Even since he could remember, he had always been cold. His body was currently shivering lightly, despite his coldness he wouldn't be so careless as to make it notice. Even more if the person to notice was Suoh.
"We're here, come on." Suoh informed. Reisi got out from the rusty car and made his way to his own backyard, he stopped when he didn't hear footsteps behind him.
Suoh was standing beside his car, waiting for the shorter teen to return to his bedroom. "Are you gonna get in or what?" He asked, a smirk adorning his tanned face.
Munakata rolled his eyes. "And leaving you standing there? I'm not that much of an asshole."
Suoh's smirk grew wider. Munakata was willingly inviting him to his bedroom to spend the night, if that wasn't thrilling enough Suoh didn't know what was.
The redhead walked behind him trying to make their small trek as silent as possible. Munakata used his key to unlock the back door and Suoh could only watch in awe at the luxurious inside, he was surprised there weren't any butlers or maids receiving them, but again, Reisi wasn't supposed to be at home so late.
"My father's not at home," Reisi whispered. "And he gave the service a small break." The bluenette gestured Suoh to keep on follow him through the long stairs.
Both teens reached Munakata's bedroom door, when Mikoto stepped inside his eyes widened at the quantity of beauty products the bluenette had arranged all over his room. Suoh thought it was ridiculous.
"Bathroom is there," Reisi pointed to a certain wooden door. "If you want to take a shower or just relieve your natural instincts I suggest you to do it now." He offered while taking a pair of clean underwear and a pajama set.
"A shower would be great." Suoh stated. Reisi offered him the clothes he had been collecting, Suoh was a bit bigger than him, but his father's presents weren't always accurate. Not even his own family knew his size. The nerve.
Suoh watched the sand still covering part of Munakata's face. "Won't you take a shower too?" He asked.
Reisi looked up and smiled slyly. "Are you perhaps suggesting to take a shower together?"
"Watch you naked is not on top of my priorities list." Suoh entered the bathroom with a lavender smelling towel in hand.
Reisi smirked. "That doesn't mean watching me naked is not on the list at all."
Yata wasn't that much of a cooker. Though, he enjoyed greatly cooking for someone else. Anna was a big fan of his pancakes, Eric loved his omelets and Kamamoto...well, and Kamamoto simply loved food. But the ginger enjoyed seeing their delightful faces when a piece of his creations was the reason for their smiles. Yata wished to see Fushimi smile that same way.
"Do you need any help?" Fushimi asked from the living room.
Yata started to fry eggs and squeeze some lemons for what hoped to be very tasty lemonade. "Nah, I'm okay. I just need to squeeze some lemons and I'll be over." He said proudly.
Meanwhile, Saruhiko smiled to himself. The raven boy was watching Yata in his mom's pink apron preparing some delicious dinner for the both of them. Apparently the food at the restaurant hadn't been satisfying for the ginger and well, Saru wasn't satisfied from Yata just yet.
The sound of the running water was the only thing keeping him from falling asleep. After all, he had spent almost four hours preparing his appearance for the so called date, of course after Suoh's little prank earlier it was obvious that all of his work had gone to waste.
The bluenette groaned. It was a long time since he had talked to himself but..."What a stupid asshole, all this beauty for a stupid, idiot, stubborn, ugly...ok I'm lying on that but still!" He whispered only for himself. Hell, he was tired and Suoh wasn't being the best date either.
'Not that I even considered him being my date in the first place.' Reisi thought. His violet orbs drifted away at the sound of an opening door. Suoh stepped away from the doorframe and oh god, Reisi's eye twitched.
The redhead was only wearing the pajama pants he had borrowed from the shorter teen, his bare chest and abs were still a bit wet making them shine like those in commercials. Reisi wouldn't mind getting fucked by Suoh. Nope. Not at all.
So yeah, Mikoto Suoh was a very fine specimen of human being and yes Reisi felt a slightly bit attracted to him. But still, his pride wouldn't let him jump into the redhead's arms and beg him to fuck him. It just didn't work that way for the always proud Munakata Reisi. In a normal situation Suoh would be the one begging like a wanton whore. Sadly for the bluenette he was one step away from doing just that.
Suoh watched intently at Reisi. The boy seemed to be lost in thought and probably having an internal battle with himself. Though, he still wondered if watching his chest so enchanted was the fantasy battle's main topic of discussion. "Are you planning on breathing again? Or am I gonna have to tell your daddy he lost his only heir?" He asked mockingly.
Munakata glared at him for...well, he had already lost the count.
"Are you going to take a shower?"
Munakata considered his options. he could a) Say 'yes' and invite Mikoto for a round of sloppy kisses inside his big ass Jacuzzi even if that could shatter his precious pride but he'd still have opportunities to relieve some sexual tension...Or b) he could say 'no' and stay dirty all night and lose any good opportunity of hot steamy sex with a boy with the body of a Greek god though his pride would be there.
His mind-and his ass-would appreciate the second option. His pride was very important to him. But, his heart-and his dick-begged him to choose the first one and kept telling him to just live up a little bit, to forget who Suoh was and what he represented.
'Jeez I must be very desperate to even consider my dick's thoughts on the matter.' He thought as he watched Suoh's confused face still watching him intently. And oh, was he putting his shirt on? No, no, no! Reisi couldn't let that happen!
He stood up abruptly from his spot on the bed. "If you let me have a quick shower I'll offer you a nice experience inside my very comfortable Jacuzzi. What do you say?" He honestly tried to not sound so desperate. Judging by Suoh's expression Reisi knew he had failed.
"I say...that the sand is getting dry and you ought to shower now." Informed Mikoto. He could've said a sly remark about Munakata's obvious desperation to get some loving. But he didn't. Even if he was a petty bastard, Suoh couldn't look at the bluenette the same after that night. Munakata seemed to get his words and instructed Mikoto to go and wait for him inside the Jacuzzi.
After storming inside some bedrooms (why did they need so many anyway?) Suoh finally found the dreadful 'Room of pleasure' as he began to call it after watching the huge Jacuzzi at the center and a personal spa tucked in the farthest corner of the big room.
The lights were dim, but it was enough to have a good view of his surroundings without losing any detail. It was a very calm place.
Mikoto turned on the Jacuzzi, his fingers tasting the water's temperature and setting it to a comfortable warmness, just enough to get your muscles relaxed. Munakata had been away for almost an hour, but Suoh figured he was a very meticulous person and so liked to be always presentable. Even for taking a shower.
So, Suoh decided to get inside the bubbling water first. Why wait for Reisi on a cold bench when he could wait him inside the warm water? Suoh took off all of his clothes. Why bother anyway? He instantly sighed the moment his back touched the end of the Jacuzzi. It was pure bliss. The redhead closed his eyes and tilted his head back, his arms rested behind his neck in sign of contentment.
"I missed this." His voice echoed inside the big room. He was lonely. Before the bar, before Anna and the kids, he had enjoyed this pleasures too and much more. But not even the warmest water could sooth his pain, his cars couldn't make him smile and certainly a big but empty room couldn't return him the love he lost. Nothing could ever bring his parents back.
"Mopping inside a Jacuzzi won't make you forget your past," Reisi's smooth voice brought him back to reality. "But it certainly can make you forget it for only a bit."
Mikoto swallowed. If there was a moment when he thought Reisi wasn't pretty, Suoh couldn't even remember it at the time.
Not when Reisi was wearing a silky blue robe (and apparently noting else) that hugged his curvy body just right. Mikoto wondered if it was legal for a male to have so many curves in his body. He concluded it didn't fucking matter if all of them looked like Munakata.
The robe was low enough to let Reisi's delicate shoulders uncovered as well as his mile long legs, the shorter teen wasn't wearing his glasses, his face had beautiful features and Mikoto wouldn't mind seeing that face drowned in sheer pleasure. Mostly if he was the cause of it.
Munakata's gracious fingers started to undo the robe's knot, slowly, teasingly, letting Mikoto enjoy the sight for a bit longer. But his movements stopped abruptly. "Could you please be so kind and turn around? I'm a bit prudish, you see." Asked the bluenette politely.
Mikoto wasn't sure if Reisi was talking seriously or if it was another one of his games. "Prudish? You never cease to amaze me, Munakata." The redhead declared.
Munakata rolled his eyes mockingly. "I just don't think you're worthy enough to see my bare body, that's all."
Mikoto felt very irritated. Munakata was once again putting that superior and arrogant façade he loathed. "Is that so?" Mikoto asked. The silence provided by the bluenette was enough for Mikoto to make up his mind.
The tall redhead got out of the big Jacuzzi; he didn't care about his state of nudity much less if he was dripping wet. He was just sick of Reisi's petty games.
Munakata watched in disbelieve Suoh's actions. "W-wait, where do you think you're going?!" He demanded. "Suoh! I'm talking to you, you just can't leave me like this, and it's simply unacceptable and utterly ridiculous! I-"
Mikoto's velvet laugh made the younger teen stop in mid sentence. The tall man was already changing into his usual dirty clothes without looking at Reisi even once. "Ridiculous?" He asked after he finished putting his clothes on. "Do you want to know what it's ridiculous?" Mikoto's already raspy voice sounded even more threatening. Munakata couldn't answer; he was absorbed by the redhead's sudden change of behavior.
Mikoto watched intently Munakata's face. His pretty face twisted in expression Mikoto was sure he hadn't had made before. It was a sight to behold.
"I'll take your silence as a 'yes'," He began. "What's ridiculous, Munakata is that we both know you want it. I know you want to submit to me, I know that behind your arrogant exterior, deep inside lies a scared child, who's afraid of being alone. You're scared."
Reisi had been unconsciously backing away from the redhead, his words stung deep inside his chest. Those words he couldn't pronounce and yet they were as true as his fear. The bluenette almost tripped with a towel, just before his butt met the floor a strong pair of arms held him firmly in place.
Suoh's eyes were focused on his own sapphire orbs, searching behind that mask Reisi was so used to put up every time he felt defenseless. He knew though it'll fail until he met Mikoto.
"You want me, Munakata." It wasn't even a question. Mikoto tightened his hold around Munakata's slender arms. "You could've been mine, like this. But I got sick of your games." He said it so softly. So charmingly it was hard for Munakata to actually comprehend the meaning of his words.
"Don't look for me; don't try to talk to me." Suoh brushed away some dark blue from Reisi's face. "You'll keep with your fancy life and I'll just..." He couldn't keep going. Mikoto let Munakata go and as fast as he dressed up he left, leaving a confused and partly naked Munakata sitting on the floor, asking to himself...
'What the hell just happened?'
Hot.
It was the only word to describe the feel of Saruhiko's lips against his skin. The pair of soft, cute shaped lips that left his skin lingering with warmness and anxiety were the same bringing Yata close to the edge. Well, maybe not that much, he wasn't that much of an awful lover to cum when things were just getting started.
But he couldn't help it. Having a handsome man ravishing your chest and belly, leaving wet traces of saliva just for future reference to know what spot made Yata see little starts. It was incredible.
"Enjoying yourself, Misaki?" Fushimi asked between kisses. The raven boy was currently caressing his flat belly with his lips, making sure to dip his tongue inside his cute bellybutton every time Yata gave a soft whimper and teasingly tracing a bit downwards directly to his navel, just above from Yata Jr. And oh! If Yata wanted him to go there!
But as turned on as Yata was, he still wanted to have a little taste of Fushimi's body. He wasn't sure if being BFFs with Munakata made one a bit paler. I mean, the sassy boy was almost fucking translucent!
Though, Saruhiko's own milky white skin fit him just right.
Saru's body appreciation was cut off when he felt a wet muscle run over his sensitive nipples. Yata's hand grabbed the messy raven locks and pushed him a little bit forward.
"Aren't we excited?" The taller boy teased. Yata wanted to reply with a harsh remark, sadly for the ginger his body wanted to only let out small whimpers and loud moans. Fushimi's expert tongue lapped the pinky nub hungrily, Saru's own warm breath made the small nipple perky and hard. Satisfied with his job Fushimi bit down the nub, not hard enough to break the skin but enough to send shivers of pleasure up and down Miasaki's spine.
"S-Saru..." It was a fact to say that Saruhiko was doing wonders to his body, Yata was more turned on that he'd ever been in his eighteen years of life. Those long sessions of self pleasuring thinking about Fushimi were nothing compared to the real thing.
Saruhiko's lips traveled south and reached the ginger's navel, his own pale fingers played with the waistband of his boxers while his tongue traced smooth patterns around Yata's bellybutton.
In a moment Yata's boxers were off, his ranging manhood finally free from the confined space, Saruhiko looked at it in a loving way, making Yata feel a bit self conscious. The shorter man tried to cover his member with his small pair of hands, but Saru grabbed them and interlaced their fingers in a very romantic manner. Yata knew the gesture was out of place considering their very much hated situation, though, the ginger felt it was just the right thing to do. He was about to give himself completely to the man he loved. It was probably risky to say he loved Saru after only a few days of knowing the taller boy. It was a contradiction to his beliefs.
"You're everything I've ever wanted, Misaki." It didn't help that Saruhiko was helpless romantic. It made Yata's stomach flutter every time he said something embarrassing, like admire his beauty. Which Misaki thought was inexistent before he met the handsome man above him.
Fushimi leaned forward and captured his plump lips in a heated kiss. It was not like their first one, this kiss was full of love and deep fondness. In moments like this Saru thanked Munakata for being the bitchy brat he was, after all thank to his idiotic antics he was able to meet the most amazing person he h-
"FUSHIMI SARUHIKO I NEED TO TALK TO YOU!" The front door slammed shut. Yata panicked and put on his boxers and shorts as fast as he could, after almost tripping with everything his feet encountered, Misaki was able to male himself a bit more 'presentable'.
Munakata stumbled into the room, face red with anger but eyes showing a very different emotion. "Fushimi I need to talk to you...immediately." He said breathlessly.
Fushimi was angry and irritated. How dare this sassy bitch interrupt his moment with his beautiful Misaki? He was supposed to be the only one able to see this side of the ginger!
"You can kill me later for setting you two up, but for now I'm VERY busy, as you can see." He informed as calmly as his nerves permitted.
"I see that and...Oh, good night Yata," The ginger stood awkwardly between the rich boys, only nodding at Reisi's greet. Munakata continued. "My dearest ginger could you please let me steal your precious Fushimi for a while to have a word with him?" Yata couldn't deny himself. He actually blushed at the sweet and girly tone Munakata used. The nasty bitch was toying him! If he had to fight for Saruhiko's time then he'll squeeze the little insect with his shoe!
Fushimi shuddered at Yata's deathly glare toward his best friend, so he decided to end the usual fight. "And by 'having a word' you mean listen to your endless complains and whines about how unfair life is, am I right?" Saru asked.
Munakata pouted. "I don't complain! It's just I loathe the unfairness toward my persona." He explained triumphantly.
"It's the same," Fushimi concluded. The raven boy turned to face his shorter loved and placed a small kiss on his cheek. "I'll see you later, my beautiful Misaki. We'll finish what we started so be patient." Yata blushed furiously at his words.
The ginger mumbled something under his breath but managed to nod and get out of the front door. Fushimi watched him leave with a disappointed look on his face.
Munakata almost felt bad for interrupting their happy moment.
Almost.
Fushimi watched him with a bored look on his face. "You better have something good to tell me," He began. Gesturing Reisi to sit beside him on the big sofa. "What is it?"
What was it indeed?
Munakata tried his hardest to find an acceptable reason for his hurried appearance. Maybe he wanted to yell at Fushimi for setting him up, maybe he wanted to complain about Mikoto's rejection (again) or maybe he simply wanted to feel a tiny bit less lonely. Saruhiko was his friend, he had a blossoming, happy relationship with that ex convict and for the first time Reisi felt the unhappy one. It just wasn't fair.
"He did it again." Munakata stated.
Fushimi raised an eyebrow in obvious confusion. "Who?"
"Mikoto Suoh."
"What about him?" If Munakata didn't explain himself clearer in the next seconds, Saru was going to punch that little pretty face of his.
The bluenette sighed. "Mikoto Suoh rejected me, I mean, we were all hot and steamy and about to have great sex and he just...left! What is wrong with him?"
The younger boy analyzed Munakata's words. Suoh Mikoto wasn't one to back out from the promise of having a good time, though Fushimi doubted he missed opportunities.
But again, they were talking about Munakata. The most gorgeous boy he had ever seen (That was Yata according to Fushimi) but with an attitude that could be an enormous turn off.
Saruhiko smirked. "Munakata," He called him. "Did Suoh say something else besides turning you down?"
"He said I was afraid," He began quietly, snuggling (or trying to) against Fushimi. Contrary to popular belief, Munakata didn't feel anything for his best friend, but it was the only person he could trust. "He said I was afraid of being alone. That's not even a reason for leaving me!"
Fushimi thought for a minute. Then, an idea occurred to him. "Kiss me." At his request Munakata stood up from his place besides Saru.
"What?!"
The shorter boy smiled and grabbed his chin, placing his lips softly against Munakata's.
'This is...weird' It was the only thought running through the bluenette's head. He had enjoyed his friend's kisses a few years back, Fushimi was pure passion when he was really into it but...this time it just didn't feel right.
It was the first time in two years they had kissed again. Fushimi couldn't say he enjoyed it, though, as he closed his eyes and pictured Yata's soft lips against his own, he couldn't help but put all his effort on the gesture.
After a few second they parted. It wasn't the magical post-movie feeling you get after kissing your prince charming, there wasn't any magic or fireworks. Just a fancy sofa and two ex lovers who suddenly kissed.
"Why..." Munakata couldn't find the words to ask. He was out of words and he doubted he could've made a reasonable sentence anyway.
"What exactly did you feel?" There was a trace of hope lingering in his voice. "Tell me." He demanded.
Reisi tried to regain a bit of composure. "I felt..." He thought for a second. The previous times he had kissed Fushimi were good, considering they were both hormonal teens looking for a good time. His previous 'dates' weren't the best kissers and Reisi had preferred to avoid them as much as possible.
But there was one...Suoh Mikoto. The first kiss they had shared, even in his drunken state Munakata felt it. Every detail, from the shape of his lips to the taste of his mouth. Mint mixed with nicotine and the characteristically smell that surrounded Mikoto. It was intoxicating; everything about the redhead was magical.
"Nothing." Munakata finally concluded. "I felt...nothing."
Instead of feeling down, Saruhiko smiled widely. "You're in love." It was so strange for Saru to talk about love with that bored face of his, but for the same reason Munakata wanted to hear him.
"What?" He asked deadpanned. "Saruhiko I'm not in love with Mikoto, he's such a vulgar, careless, cruel bastard and there's no way I could feel something more beyond hate for that idiot!" By the time he finished, Reisi was already out of breath. A red hue covered his pale face from pure anger.
The shorter man couldn't help but chuckle. "You know? I never said you were in love with Mikoto Suoh."
He had a point. Even Munakata wondered why he said his name, why the mere mention of the word LOVE reminded him of the tall man with the most gorgeous eyes he has seen. Well, shit.
"And it's obvious he feels something for you." Saruhiko said.
"If he felt something for me he wouldn't have rejected me...twice." he exclaimed.
"Well, you're not the most appealing boyfriend material either," Saruhiko continued despite Munakata's offended face. "You're unstable, arrogant, cocky, bitchy, bossy, nosy, demanding, senseless, narcissistic, haughty, whining, p-"
"Okay I understand!" Munakata interrupted. Really, he may have a couple of flaws, but that didn't mean Suoh could reject him!
"But...strangely you're not so unbearable." He stated. "I mean, you have a nice, fuckable, big ass. Perfect for Suoh."
Munakata sweat dropped. "So...what do you think may be the problem?" He must have been helpless to be asking Saruhiko dating advices.
"I think you have to stop being so unstable, arrogant, cocky, bitchy, bossy, nosy, demanding, sense-"
"Okay Okay!" The bluenette sighed exasperatedly. "How am I supposed to do that?"
Fushimi shrugged. "What can I know? Do what that black heart of yours commands."
"...Was that a compliment?"
"...Sure."
Great. All he had to do was clear. He had to show Suoh how wonderful and-gulp-humble he could be. And he knew exactly how.
"Wait...did you say my ass was big?"
Yata's day hadn't been the best. Yes he had met the love of his life who happened to be a very good looking, kind hearted man. On the other hand, their moment had been interrupted by a very exalted Munakata.
Luckily for the ginger he appeared to not being the only sorrowful persons inside the bar.
Suoh was sulking on his usual way, smoking cigarette after cigarette and twisting the ring on his right hand.
"What did you do to the sassy princess?" Yata finally decided to break the uncomfortable silence. Izumo and the other kids had gone to sleep a while ago, so the ginger and Mikoto were the only ones awake at three in the morning.
Mikoto didn't answer until he got rid of the butt of his cigarette, throwing it and stepping on it. "Why do you think I did something to him?" Seriously, Mikoto didn't play innocent very well.
Yata shrugged lazily. "I don't know, maybe because the bitch interrupted my date and dragged Saru to talk to him. And I heard he was bitching about you."
Mikoto didn't answer.
And Yata being the not-so-patient person he was, groaned in desperation. "Seriously man! I'm your friend, tell me what happened? Why did you reject him? You've never rejected an opportunity to have sex with someone"
"It's different this time."
Oh no. Not the 'it's different' speech. At this point Yata was seriously worried for his well being but he had to ask anyway. "Are you...Do you really like Munakata?"
Suoh (as per usual) decided to ignore him pulling out another cig and taking a deep drag.
"Suoh! You said it was for the bar! You said you wouldn't fall for him or anything! Is that perhaps changing?" Yata exclaimed. If Mikoto had implied this a while ago, Yata would have been very mad and disappointed, but, since he met Saru things changed. Yata knew the importance and the deep fondness you could have for someone. So he understood. That sort of made it easier for him to speak more softly this time. "Just tell me, why did you reject him?"
"I don't love him if that's what you wanted to know," He said after blowing out the smoke in his lungs. "But I can't do this. I can't because he reminds me...of myself. I can't use his body or heart only because they are so worn out already. It's better if he stays out of my life."
"If what you say it's true, you should help him. You had us; the poor bitch doesn't have any one. Maybe this could help you too and you can smile again!" Yata tried so hard to stay positive. Even if he knew how committed Suoh became with his own twisted morals.
"Sorry, I told him to stay out of my way. If you wanna go out with his friend I don't care. But Munakata and I won't have any future together."
A small silence filled the empty bar. Yata rolled his eyes and put on his beanie. "Seriously, Mikoto-San. Sometimes I wonder who the most immature one is. But okay, do what you want. I just say that you're letting go one hell of an opportunity." He left.
Probably Yata was right. Maybe his actions weren't the best or at least didn't seem like it. But his intentions were pure. He was just saving Munakata a lot of heartache.
"Suoh Mikoto?" A deep raspy voice resonated through the big room.
"Yes sir, Suoh Mikoto, age 24, son of the previous millionaire. Orphan at the age of twelve." Seri's smooth voice answered.
Munakata's father sighed. "He's a burden. We cannot let that bastard get close to this house, much less close to my son."
"But sir, the money..."
"The money is safe. As long as that brat doesn't know about it we'll be living the life of a king." He laughed mockingly. "And as for my little prince, he's going to be a bit heartbroken, though; the millions that kid is worth are going to wipe the tears off his eyes."
The blonde woman could only watch at his boss' greedy self. Poor Mikoto, going through life without a cent in his pocket, without knowing the millions he was to inherit. That, of course, if the oldest Munakata let it happen.
"Our plan will succeed. But oh Reisi, of all the persons in the world you had to be enamored with that scum of human being." He said with sheer disgust. "But a millionaire scum that is."
"Miss Awashima, please be so kind to keep an eye on that troublesome redhead." He took a sip of his tea.
"What kind of information are you looking for?"
"Anything that can help me crush my son's heart into tiny pieces."
It was cruel, yes. But after all, what kind of king would he be if he showed any mercy?
He hope to never be able to know.
TBC…
Apparently we have an evil¡daddy munakata, his evilness will be explained on the next chapter so don´t worry¡
This was actually supposed to be a fluffy chapter but after watching episode 13 I had to relieve some angst. Jeez it was heartbreaking for me and my OTP feels. They better make a happy ending on the second season.
Love it? Hate it? Please let me know, any suggestion is highly appreciated yey¡ Oh and I pretty much suck at naming my OCs haha that´s why Munakata´s father is still nameless (lame I know) so any suggestion on that matter would be very awesome from you¡
See you next time¡