Now Kiss
After finishing her business on the toilet, Mai washed her hands in the sink. She stared at the bathroom mirror. Her hair was mess and she felt clammy all over.
All because of...
Mai shut her eyes. She remembered how Naru had watched her, challenging her. How Yasuhara had invited him to touch his skin, with that sultry look in his eyes. Mai had wanted to scream, but nothing but his name had escaped her mouth.
Her legs gave in at the memory. She placed her hands on the sink for support.
Mai inhaled a deep breath.
She didn't know whether to feel sad or happy. All she knew was that those two, Yasuhara and Naru, looked good together. The sight of Naru sitting on top of Yasuhara, touching his skin like it was nothing.
She trembled. For some reason, seeing them together filled her with...
No!
Mai slapped her hands against her cheeks.
Get your act together, Taniyama!
She didn't want to embarrass herself in front of Yasuhara and Naru any further. It had been too obvious that she felt nervous about visiting Yasuhara's apartment for the first time. Even Naru had noticed.
Mai opened her eyes and frowned at the bathroom mirror.
Come to think of it, Naru appeared very comfortable for someone staying at the home of his crush for the first time. The way he handled himself without much concern made herself look like she had lost her wits. It irritated her.
Mai sighed.
What must Yasuhara think of her...
Why did Yasuhara invite both of them and... who did he like?
It's not like he liked both of them. Or did he?
Mai couldn't figure it out. She had so many questions and could not wait until Yasuhara explained it to her. Regardless of the outcome, she wanted to tell Yasuhara about her feelings for him.
Yes, it was time to tell him.
She swallowed.
As soon as possible.
There was a knock on the door.
"Taniyama-san, are you finished?" Yasuhara said. "It's your turn."
Mai turned to the bathroom door.
"M-my turn?"
He let out an exasperated sigh.
"Shibuya-san is quite exhausted, but he is still willing to give you a massage." Yasuhara paused. "...He has given you ten seconds to get out of the bathroom."
Yasuhara stepped away from the door.
Mai gulped. She wasn't mentally prepared.
Even so, she pulled herself back together and opened the door.
Naru and Yasuhara stared at her from the open doorway. Their eyes followed her as she slipped back into the bedroom. Yasuhara beamed a dazzling smile that could put a thousand student council president smiles to shame. But Naru's weary eyes stared daggers into her soul. Had Mai remained more than ten seconds in the bathroom, she would have met a certain death. Either by the growing brilliance of Yasuhara's smile or Naru's ever-strengthening death glare.
The cold voice of the latter caused goosebumps on her skin.
"Lie down."
Mai did as Naru told her. She lied face down on the futon.
The boys stood next to her body.
Oh no, Naru will step on me.
"Look you don't need to do a foot pressure massage," Mai said, quick to act before he could make a move. "Only my back. Please?"
She could hear one of them sigh.
"Good," Naru said, and continued a disinterested voice. "I wasn't planning on doing anything more."
Mai frowned.
The way he said it ticked her off, but he did look tired, so—
Ignore him. Just, ignore him.
Mai felt a weight on her lower back. She squeaked and turned her head.
Naru sat on her.
"Um, Naru?"
He watched her with an expressionless face.
"What?"
Mai looked away.
"N-never mind."
Hands took her shoulders and began to knead.
She let out a sigh.
This... this feels good.
Naru kept going. The tension left her shoulders.
A blissful feeling that she wanted to keep forever.
But where was Yasuhara?
She turned her head to the other side. There he was.
Yasuhara watched them with keen interest and seemed pleased by the sight in front of him.
He took notice of Mai's stare.
"How do you feel, Taniyama-san?"
"Good."
"Good?"
"Yes, I hate to say it, but Naru is really good at this."
For some reason, her answer prompted Yasuhara to move.
"Hmm, I should help you, Shibuya-san."
Mai watched Yasuhara sit behind Naru, on her butt.
She blushed.
"Yasuhara-san!"
He blinked.
"Are we too heavy?"
"N-n-no, it's f-fine," Mai stuttered. "As long as you don't push your entire weight on me then—"
She stopped speaking; Yasuhara wrapped an arm around Naru's waist. Naru lifted an eyebrow, but he didn't remove the arm. Mai couldn't help but stare with wide eyes.
"Then what?" Yasuhara said.
"Nothing. Just massage me, okay?" Mai said, staring down at the pillow. "And I prefer to keep my shirt intact."
"Of course!"
Naru continued to massage her, but it didn't take long before he sighed.
"Yasuhara-san... Stop breathing into my neck. It's distracting."
Mai peeked through her bangs. Yasuhara had draped his arm over Naru's shoulder, a hand on his chest. His mouth was indeed close to his neck. Yasuhara looked up at their boss.
"Then should I stop breathing?"
Naru turned his head sideways to face Yasuhara. They locked gazes with each other. Their faces were in close proximity. The tips of their noses touched.
Mai muffled a gasp.
It seemed like they didn't notice her watching.
"You could sit elsewhere." Naru's voice was low, irresistibly low.
Yasuhara smirked. "But then I can't help you."
He moved his hand to the back of Naru's head and spread his fingers through his hair. They held each other's gazes with half-lidded eyes, as though the world around them had stopped existing. Their lips... It looked like they could kiss at any moment.
Mai held her breath.
The look in Yasuhara's eyes melted her, and Naru gave into them as well.
"...Fine."
Naru turned his head away. Yasuhara's jaw went slack.
Mai groaned.
Damn it!
"Mai?"
"P-please go on," Mai said. Please kiss him.
Naru shifted on top of her. "Where do you want to be massaged?"
No, I didn't mean it like that!
"...The lower back, please."
"Very well."
Naru shifted his hands down and Yasuhara moved to sit next to the futon.
Mai wanted to scream.
Naru, you're an idiot! An idiot! Why don't you give Yasuhara-san what he wants? Kiss him! Can't you read the signs? That was the perfect opportunity!
"Mai, I'm done."
"Okay," she said. "Let's switch."
Mai pushed herself off the futon and sat down. She turned to gaze at Yasuhara.
He didn't look disappointed, though he stared at Naru with deep interest.
Suddenly, his eyebrows lifted. His eyes went wide.
"Ohhh!"
Mai followed his gaze. Her jaw dropped.
Naru had pulled his black shirt out of his trousers. His chest was half-exposed.
"Wha- what are you doing?!" Mai said.
His hands stopped moving midway his torso.
Naru lifted an eyebrow.
"I'm stripping."
He said it in such a casual manner that it sounded like he was doing this every day in front of people.
"B-but why? I thought I told you—"
He took the bottle of oil from the table and threw it at her.
"Wha—!" Mai caught the bottle in her hands.
"It's a waste not to make use of that oil."
She gaped.
That's his reason for stripping down in front of them?
Naru continued to unbutton his shirt, revealing more of his pale skin.
Oh... no.
"Like what you see?"
Naru grinned at her. His dark eyes glimmered, holding her full attention.
Mai didn't know how to respond.
In a swift motion he took the black shirt off his shoulders.
He was thinner than she'd expected, but there was some muscle—
Then she heard a whistle and a slow clap.
"Sexy~"
Naru shot Yasuhara a glare and threw the shirt at him. It covered Yasuhara's head.
"Nice," Yasuhara said, pulling the shirt off. He turned to Mai with a pleased smile. "Shall we?"
"O-okay."
Naru lied down on the futon.
Oh no.
"You're wearing regular rise trousers. I'm afraid the oil might stain them," Yasuhara said with an amused tone. "Should I pull them down for full coverage?"
Her heart skipped a beat.
Oh no!
Naru's voice was cold as ever.
"No, thank you."
Mai sighed.
"Disappointed, Taniyama-san?"
She turned to him, her face red.
"No!"
Yasuhara grinned.
Naru's voice took them out of their moment.
"If you're going to keep me waiting here, I might as well sleep instead."
"S-sorry."
Mai sat down on his lower back. She swallowed hard, staring at his shoulders.
Her mind went blank.
"Should I help?" Yasuhara asked.
"Huh?"
Yasuhara sat behind her. She felt his chest touching her own shoulders.
Oh yes.
"Can I hold you..." His arms sneaked around her waist. "Like this?"
She couldn't help a stupid grin from appearing on her face.
"Please."
"Very well."
He tightened his arms' grip on her. Mai revelled in being in Yasuhara's embrace.
Oh yes!
She heard a whisper in her ear.
"You like this, don't you?"
Mai blushed. "Uhuh."
A loud sigh interrupted them.
"I'm waiting."
Naru glared at her from below.
She returned a glare.
Shut up, Naru! Give me a moment.
Yet, Naru seemed unaffected and closed his eyes.
Mai stared at his beautiful bare back.
Oh no.
She lowered a hand and touched his pale skin. Her hand glided up to his shoulders.
So smooth.
Naru muttered. "Don't forget the oil."
Mai imploded.
"I know that! Give me a moment, okay!"
"I've given you plenty of my moments."
Grumbling, she opened the bottle and put some oil into her hand. After leaving the bottle on the floor, Mai spread the oil on her other hands.
"Here I go."
She began by kneading his shoulders.
His skin was smooth and warm.
Mai cursed at herself.
Damn it! I should have massaged Yasuhara-san like this too.
Naru let out a soft groan.
"Hear that? He likes it."
Mai huffed. "He'd like it better if you did it."
Yasuhara chuckled.
"That's not true."
Mai stopped. Did that mean Yasuhara wasn't aware that Naru liked him? Then what about that almost-kiss...
She shook her head a little.
"Aren't you going to help me?"
"But I am helping?"
"You're just sitting here... and holding me."
"But you like that, don't you?"
"Well, I—"
Mai turned and at the same moment, Yasuhara leaned down. They were face-to-face. Their noses touched. Her heart skipped a beat.
"I—" She started again, but no words escaped her mouth. All she could do was gaze back into his half-lidded, dark eyes.
"So tell me—" His voice was uncharacteristically soft and low.
Fingers caressed her chin, guiding her closer to him.
"— what you want."
Her mind had gone blank. Forgetting everything around her, she moved forward.
Something below her shifted.
Her eyes looked down and caught Naru's incessant stare.
Why—
Without thinking, Mai turned away from Yasuhara, who groaned audibly.
Naru proceeded to give her a look of utter disdain.
DON'T GIVE ME THAT LOOK!
"S-sorry, I'll continue."
Mai resumed her massage. Less thoroughly than before. Once again, she felt clammy all over.
Oh god, we almost kissed!
"You're using too much oil."
She stopped.
"Um, ...I didn't? I've only used a small amount of oil."
Naru sighed.
"You're wetting my back."
She looked down at her hands.
"Oh my god, I'm so sorry."
"Oh," Yasuhara said, making his presence known again. "Is it uncomfortable down there, Taniyama-san?"
Mai looked at him and frowned. "What do you mean?"
"Well, we could have a nice long talk. Or we could take care of your problem immediately?" Yasuhara smiled. "Your choice?"
Naru sighed. "...She can wash by herself."
Yasuhara frowned.
"That's not how you properly take care of such a problem!"
Their boss returned a frown. "...What are you talking about?"
"Well, first... consider the nature of the problem."
Yasuhara nudged his eyebrows in a suggestive manner.
Mai shrieked.
"What! I'm not the only one with a problem! Yasuhara-san is totally guilty as well!"
Naru gave them a blank stare.
Yasuhara looked confused. "...Taniyama-san... I certainly do not have a 'problem'."
"Oh yes, you do?" Mai said. "I can tell because you have your body pressed against me!"
Naru shifted his body around.
"What?"
"Uh…"
"...What kind of problem?" Naru said, looking at Mai.
"Not telling," she said.
He shifted his gaze to Yasuhara.
"I know what you're thinking, boss. But I certainly do not have that kind of problem."
Naru directed his attention to Mai again.
"Is he making you uncomfortable?"
Mai sighed. "I just, I don't know why it turned out like this— It's kind of embarrassing to say something about it."
Naru stared at the person behind her.
"Yasuhara-san?"
Yasuhara looked even more confused.
"Well, you're wet. Right, Taniyama-san? You got turned because you're sandwiched between two handsome guys—"
"W-what do you mean 'wet'?! I'm just feeling sweaty, that's all!"
Yasuhara blinked.
"Huh?"
"Her hands are wet, Yasuhara-san," Naru explained.
Yasuhara's jaw dropped.
"Oh."
"What were you even thinking, you pervert! I wasn't going to say anything about that problem of yours, but, but—" Mai inhaled deeply, and yelled. "YOUR ARMPITS STINK!"
She got up from Naru's back, then took clothes out of her bag.
Before heading into the bathroom, she took a good look at the other two. All the blood had drained out of Yasuhara's face. No words came out of his mouth. It looked like he regretted what he said. She felt a pang of guilt for reacting in such a manner, but before she could feel the guilt deepen, Mai turned around.
"I, I'm going to take a shower," she announced in a softer tone. "I'll talk to you later."
Yasuhara dropped down next to Naru, shell-shocked.
Naru scratched the back of his head, and sighed. He walked up to the bathroom and stood in front of the doorway.
"It's a misunderstanding," he said. "I should have made it clear from the start."
Mai stared at him.
"Naru..."
"I'm sorry."
Mai was not sure how to respond, so she nodded.
He took this as a cue to leave.
Mai sighed and closed the door. She wanted to take her towel and hang it over—
Oh crap.
She opened the door again.
"Naru?"
He turned around.
"Yes?"
Mai expressed an awkward smile.
"...I forgot to bring a towel. Could you ask Yasuhara-san for one, please?"
Naru stared at Yasuhara, still laying shell-shocked on the futon.
He sighed and returned to her.
"There are towels in the closet next to the wash basin," he said. "I don't think Yasuhara-san will mind if you use one or two."
"Eh?"
Naru pointed into the direction of the closet.
"There."
Mai opened the closet. Indeed, it was full of white towels.
"...You've been here before?"
Naru showed a small smile.
"Take a shower. We'll talk later."
Naru sat down on the other futon.
"That's your weak point. Your mind wanders everywhere."
Yasuhara groaned into the pillow.
"I… I messed up. I got too confident."
"It will be fine. Her anger doesn't last long."
"You don't know that."
"It was a misunderstanding."
"I know," Yasuhara said. "Still… I went too far. I should apologize."
"Of course," Naru said.
"What if she continues to hate me?"
"Your mind really wanders everywhere..."
"I can be as negative as I am positive."
Yasuhara felt a hand going through his hair.
"I wish you'd do that more often," he muttered.
Naru smirked. "Maybe I will."
After five long minutes, the sound of falling water stopped. Fortunately, she didn't take too long. Yasuhara sat up and waited until Mai stepped outside the bathroom. Mai was wearing an oversized, yellow pyjama top and a black bottom.
She looked adorable.
"Um, thanks for the towel." Mai smiled awkwardly and put the item into the laundry basket in the hallway. "I'll leave it here, okay?"
"It's no... problem, and sure," Yasuhara muttered absent-mindedly.
It looked like her anger had dissipated, but he didn't want to take any chances.
Yasuhara kneeled and bowed deeply on the futon.
"I am very sorry for making you flustered."
Mai sputtered. "Honestly, you don't need to bow like that!"
Yasuhara kept his head low despite her protest.
"I misjudged the situation. I did not mean to make you uncomfortable."
"It's okay! It was misunderstanding," Mai said. "It can happen to the best of us!"
Yasuhara lifted his head and found Mai smiling warmly at him.
"Yes, even you, Yasuhara-san."
A smile reappeared on his face.
"Well then," he said, "I hope we can still get along from now on."
"O-of course!"
Yasuhara sat up again and breathed a sigh of relief.
"...I'm also sorry for lashing out like that," Mai said. "It was a mean thing to say."
He laughed.
"I deserved that one! It's fine, I'll take a shower soon," Yasuhara said, "but first, Shibuya-san?"
Mai sat down in front of them.
"You probably have something to ask us," Naru said.
She nodded.
"You've been here before."
"A few times."
"So Naru, you and Yasuhara-san—"
"We're in a relationship."
Mai took a moment to process this.
"Since... when?"
"Since the beginning of this year."
"That long!" Her eyes became as big as saucers. "No no, wait. If you're in a relationship, then why am I here?!"
"Because we want you here," Naru said.
She nearly fell over.
"B-both of you?" Mai looked at Yasuhara, who nodded.
"Yes," Naru replied.
Mai blinked, confused.
"Huh? But I thought you..."
He turned to look at Yasuhara, who nodded again, then Naru sighed and directed his attention to Mai again.
With a neutral expression he spoke, staring directly into her eyes.
"Mai, I like you."
For a moment, her face went blank.
"W-what?"
"I'm not going to repeat myself, Mai."
It took a very long moment to process that information.
"But when? How?"
Naru sighed. "It must have been around the time of the Yuasa high school case. I didn't realize it at first though."
"But then I... but then in Nagano, what I said to you was—"
"Yes."
"Which would you choose?"
"The one with a good personality."
Mai pressed her hand against her mouth.
"I don't hold it against you, Mai."
She shook her head.
"No... I was so insensitive back then."
"You didn't know about my... feelings. Don't blame yourself."
Mai started to tear up. She wiped them away, but more tears continued to fall.
They stopped speaking. The atmosphere in the room was gloomy.
Yasuhara took this moment to hand her a box of tissues.
"T-thank you."
She blew her nose with a tissue.
Naru bit his lower lip.
"...Say something, Mai."
She nodded.
"I think... I think I've gotten over Eugene, but I feel... When it comes to you, I need more—"
"Time?"
Mai tightened her fists on her lap. "But I want to get to know you better, Naru. The real you."
He inclined his head. "Even more than now?"
"...Yes."
Naru thought about it for a moment, then nodded.
"I'm fine with that."
Mai sniffed.
"Thank you..."
Yasuhara held up a hand.
"Wait, is this really okay?"
"Huh?"
"This sounds too much like a 'to be continued!' at the end of an episode," Yasuhara said. "I mean, it's obvious you're attracted to him. Am I wrong?"
Mai blushed. "Um, no you're right about that."
"But your feelings are still complicated?"
"Yeah. Sorry about it."
"No need to apologize. Take your time to sort out your feelings," Yasuhara said, then quietly added, "Seriously, I am rooting for you guys..."
Mai tilted her head. "You're rooting for us, Yasuhara-san? Why"
"Well, I think you two make a good match! It's great to see two people I like very much come together, you know?" Yasuhara-san said. "And I wouldn't mind dating either of you, but both... I'm fine with that too."
"Really?"
"Yes, because... I like you," Yasuhara said. "I like both you and Naru."
Mai widened her eyes.
He blinked. "Taniyama-san?"
"You just called him... Naru."
Yasuhara's face fell.
Naru chuckled. "It took him a while to say my name."
Yasuhara sighed dramatically.
"I just confessed and this is how you two react?"
Mai grabbed his hand.
"I like, I like you too, Yasuhara-san!"
Yasuhara looked down. A blush crept up to his cheeks.
Without thinking he scratched the side of his head with his other hand.
"...Taniyama-san, do you now understand why I invited both of you?"
"...Yes."
"But are you really okay with this?"
"I…" Mai paused. "It's a bit early to tell but I also like when you two are together. I think I understand how you feel, from what I've seen today... and now. It makes me happy too."
Yasuhara flashed a big smile.
"You get it, Taniyama-san! See it as a package deal! Two for the price of one."
"You're... human beings." Mai deadpanned. "Not bananas on sale."
Yasuhara smirked.
"Well, I don't mind being your banana."
Mai narrowed her eyes at him in suspicion.
"I thought you decided to stop being inappropriate."
"Well, we just confessed to each other, so I thought—"
"Yasuhara-san," Naru interrupted. "Can we save this conversation for another time?"
They laughed awkwardly. He looked very tired.
"So, Taniyama-san. Back on-topic because the boss wants his beauty sleep," Yasuhara said, "Do you want the three of us to be together?"
"Didn't I just say that?"
"No, only that seeing Naru and me together made you happy."
Mai looked down at her hands.
"Yes, I want to be with both of you. And I want both of you to be happy."
Yasuhara smiled. "There's your answer, Taniyama-san. It doesn't have to be complicated to love someone. It's as simple as wanting to be with them. Right, Naru?"
Naru nodded.
"But are you really okay with this?" Mai asked Naru.
"About what?"
"That we'll be... sharing Yasuhara-san?" Mai said. "Am I not going to be... in your way?"
He chuckled lightly.
"Oh, don't worry, Taniyama-san," Naru said. "I'll let you have him."
Mai frowned.
"The way you said that… kind of pisses me off."
Naru smirked.
"But you like that about me, don't you?"
Mai intensified her glare. "Yasuhara-san... did you teach him to say things like that?"
She turned to Yasuhara, who had a huge grin on his face.
"You..."
"Oh, he did it all on his own," Yasuhara said. "By the way, you're so charming when you look angry."
He winked.
Mai grumbled, blushing. "Seriously, you two are too much for me..."
Naru rose up from the futon.
"I'm going to take a shower."
Yasuhara stood up and followed him.
"Me too. Stinky armpits, be gone!"
The boys started collecting their clothes and towels.
Mai's jaw dropped.
"Eh?"
Yasuhara smiled.
"Oh, we'll be back soon. We won't leave you alone for too long," he said, adding another wink.
Then they disappeared into the bathroom together.
Mai hunched over on the futon. She blushed hard.
"Can I get used to this?"
Naru groaned and opened his eyes in the dark bedroom. It was still deep in the night. He couldn't breath properly; there was an uncomfortable weight on his chest. His hand reached to remove it, but — it was fluffy, and hairy. Then a movement of beside him alerted Naru of something else. He turned his head to see Yasuhara's figure squirming right next to him.
"Ugh..." Yasuhara opened an eye.
They looked at each other for a moment, then stared at the empty space between them.
"Where..."
Yasuhara sat upright at once and removed the blanket.
Naru stared down at the sleeping head on his chest.
"It seems that we need three futons," Yasuhara whispered, "I had forgotten she was a bed hog."
He removed the blanket over himself and found Mai's legs draped over his knee.
"You got lucky, Boss."
Naru groaned. "...I want to sleep."
Yasuhara poked Mai's cheek.
"Taniyama-san, Taniyama-san," he whispered. "Wakey, wakey."
"Why don't you just call her Mai..." Naru muttered.
Yasuhara sighed. "It's not that easy for me. You know that."
Even after making various attempts at waking her, Mai slept and even snored without noticing a thing. Yasuhara decided to roll Mai over to his side of the futon, relieving Naru from the head on his chest.
"Thank you."
"No problem. If she starts to move again, she won't bother you again at least. Hmm, it's almost five in the morning. Try to catch more sleep, you looked incredibly tired last night."
Naru closed his eyes. "Yeah..."
"By the way..."
Naru waited.
"Thank you. You really helped me out there."
"You're welcome."
Naru and Mai stepped through the door of Yasuhara's apartment.
"You're welcome to stay over at any time~ Just text me or give me a ring."
"Sure!"
Yasuhara made a light bow.
"Well then, I'll see you two at the office."
Mai was about to step into the direction of the exit, but suddenly remembered an important detail.
"Hey, wait a minute. Aren't we forgetting something?"
Naru frowned. "Now that you mention it..."
They turned to look at Yasuhara who stood in the doorway, waiting for them to leave.
There was an innocent look on his face.
"Yasuhara-san, you didn't give either of us a massage at all."
Yasuhara smiled primly, stepped back into his apartment and began to close the door.
"Goodbye."
The door clicked shut.
Mai growled. "Damn, he's SO infuriating."
"...I know."
"I mean, how do you even deal with him?"
Naru sighed.
"I manage... somehow."
"Oh, teach me your ways, Big Boss."
He looked down at her.
"Aren't you getting ahead of yourself?"
Mai glared. "You have, what? Six months on me. A little help would be appreciated."
"With what?" Naru smirked. "Kissing? You chickened out at the last moment."
She sputtered.
"L-look who's talking! You didn't even notice when Yasuhara-san tried to—" Mai stopped. "Wait, what. You mean... the two of us?"
He shrugged. "...I don't think he'd mind if you used me as practice."
"Indeed, I wouldn't mind." They turned to see a gleaming pair of glasses in the door gap. "Now kiss!"
Before Yasuhara could close the door, Naru stretched out his arm, pushing the door to open, and causing Yasuhara to stumble back into the hallway.
"Get him, Mai."
Mai re-entered at once, then moved forward into his personal space. She planted a kiss on Yasuhara's lips, which lasted for a few seconds. Mai pulled away from him, leaving Yasuhara stunned.
"Sorry," she said. Her cheeks flushed. "You'll have to wait for a kiss between us. Maybe after you give us a massage?"
Mai didn't wait for a response, but returned to Naru's side. She gave a small wave before leaving.
"Bye~ See you at the office."
Naru closed the door with a dark smirk on his face.
Yasuhara fell over on the floor and put a hand against his forehead.
He stared at the ceiling. The feeling of her soft lips still lingered on his own.
"Those two are too much for me..."
Author's notes
All things have to come to an end... for now. I hope you enjoyed this little story. I enjoyed writing this one too, despite some difficulties. As I said before, I want to turn this into a one shot collection, but at the moment I would like to concentrate on my other ongoing fics, which you can see in my profile. I updated A Matter of Contention on AO3 earlier this month as well, so check that out if you like.
Thanks for reading and please don't hesitate to leave a review! ;-)