Well, here's the beginning of part 3, I can see how this fandom is dying and how people aren't interested in reading anymore, so feedback is very important to me now, if anyone is still reading, please let me know you're here. It's very important to me, each and every one of you.

I'm sorry! I changed the rating from T to M, I accidentally clicked the wrong way, the story is more mature and complicated than it might seem at first glance, in the future you will notice it, with each chapter everything will be more serious. And yes, I will warn you about difficult, unpleasant or intimate moments, I'm sorry again.

A switch flipped in the hallway, and the room was immediately flooded with a small amount of light from a paper lamp on the wall. Leaving their shoes in the genkan, the couple silently walked into the apartment, the shadows on the walls slowly floating, dissolving into the further darkness of the room. The girl, leaving her backpack near the door, went to the bathroom, but before she had time to close the door, she was immediately stopped

- Have you forgotten about me? - Takumi asked the stunned girl in a touchy tone. - Maybe we can take a shower together?- As usual, and I'll help rub the back, - he chirped cheerfully as if nothing had happened, waiting for the answer of his beloved.

- Ahem, maybe today is not worth it…- The mysteriousness and a drop of uncertainty in the girl's voice alerted Takumi, this was probably due to today's situation. In the past, the only reasons she used to refuse Takumi bathing together were menstruation and shaving.

- Is it because of today's incident? - the question was asked softly, fearing that she could be scared off by such pressure and finding out the details that his beloved tried to bury deep in herself, without showing anyone in the future, - if this is so, then of course I will not insist, - Ayuzawa still does not could not stop being surprised at the insight and sensitivity of the young man to everything that concerned her directly, after this it was somehow ashamed to refuse the guy

- I'm not afraid, it's just… - all the hieroglyphs that Misaki knew, who hesitated, disappeared from her head at once, - I just didn't want to put you in an awkward position after today… But since everything is in order, then I think we can do it together, just don't pester! Pervert.

Turning away from the boy, Misaki began pulling off her new suit, feeling the blond's sharp gaze bore into her back. Hearing the hiss from the girl, Takumi chuckled, and she was still embarrassed to undress in front of him. Having decided not to mock the delicate nerves of his beloved anymore, he also turned away, undressing.

The quiet rustle of clothes made Misaki blush every time they lived together. Even though she stood with her back to the young man, her skin somehow covered with goosebumps, as if realizing how dangerous it is to be with her back to a pervert. Deciding not to hesitate, the girl went to the shower system, pushing the bathroom stool aside, she stood opposite, adjusting the temperature of the water using a special knob.

- Takumi, hurry up, I'm actually cold,- his roommate wailed with chattering teeth, she, unlike the guy she mentioned, was cold blooded.

- I'm going, I'm going, if necessary, I'll warm you no worse than hot water, it's enough just to hug you,- he still shamelessly continued to embarrass his beloved, such statements will definitely warm her, at least part of her face for sure.

Feeling the spirit of the warmth of a strange body appearing on his back, the saffron eyes opened wide in surprise, the noise of a beating heart was in his head, and his heart sank; what the hell is wrong with her? Misaki tried to move away, but there was nowhere, there was only a wall with a shower hose in front, and it was time to turn on the water already, otherwise the two of them would die together.

Deciding to distract her unintelligently illogical body with this, Misaki reached for the faucet, immediately feeling a soothing damp warmth enveloping her from head to toe. But the water only fell on the girl, Usui, deciding to fix it, moved close to Misa's back, feeling with his chest how she shuddered.

- Don't be afraid of me, what are you doing, I also want to warm up…- Takumi hurried to calm her down as if in a sleepy and at the same time playful tone, sensing how the girl stopped straining her tense, as if filled with lead, muscles. The young man's strong arms wrapped around Misa's slippery waist, pressing her even closer to him, now touching her skin with almost her entire body.

Acute tension seemed to run through the body like a small current, pricking each rin of the skin with thin needles. The touch felt strange and had a seemingly unnatural effect that had never happened before. And the intensity increased, responding with heartbeats, for some reason in the throat of a tired girl.

The guy's fingers cautiously explored her body, stroked the barely noticeable bulges, squeezed on the sides and waist, only bypassing intimate places. This pleasant dance drove the girl to madness, for some reason it felt different than being in clothes, somehow more significantly, several times, even though the water "washed away" the sensitivity of the nerve endings a little.

Misaki felt like a fish on the shore, as if she was out of breath, and her heart fluttered at a frantic pace, when, on the contrary, Takumi acted too slowly, as if he was being taken over her. The trembling took possession of the body of the icy girl, taking away her willpower and any reasonable resistance she was used to in such a situation.

It seemed to her all stupid, ridiculous to the point of impossibility, well, after all, nothing out of the ordinary happened, she got used to his barely perceptible touches, to his hot lips that touched the sweaty temple, his nose that he liked to stir up the naughty mop of her beloved's hair, so why now it seemed to her ... Wrong?

But why? Was it because she gave Takumi a small glimmer of hope for intimacy and didn't push her away in time? But after all, he himself decided on this, which means that he should bear responsibility for this. Misaki herself didn't know what she wanted, but obviously not that close. Too many questions, it's easier to stop Usui and ask about everything that she was so sincerely afraid of, although she didn't show...

The heart stopped beating for a second, all the previously surging feelings were washed away like water, the girl exhaled noisily. Misaki's hands found her lover's fingers, forcing him to stop. Takumi's movements stopped. It became cold again, the scorching warmth left her body, for some reason she was seized by hopelessness, holding her mind in a vise.

Not knowing what she was doing, knocked down by the behavior of her own body, the girl turned to the calmed down young man, which, surprisingly, did not tease her. Trying not to make eye contact, Misa shyly lowered her head, which was obviously done in vain, given the situation of the guys.

The cheeks of the poor girl were reddened to the color of red, she clearly did not plan to look at the dignity of the guy. But the "surprise" she saw clearly startled Misaki.

Takumi was clearly... Not in the mood for perverted actions, and this confused the girl, and immediately shamed her. "So, it was only me who thought about intimacy, but he didn't care" from such a disgusting realization of her own perversion, Misaki did not know what to do with herself, and Takumi had already begun to look at her inquiringly:

- Misaki, why are you so nervous, suddenly stopped me so abruptly, something went wrong and I scared you? - Takumi gently nudged her lover's chin with her fingers, now clearly contemplating the whole situation. I did something, right? Slightly arching his eyebrows in a conciliatory gesture, Takumi loomed over the girl who was amazed at his words. - I'm sorry, I shouldn't have done that at all, I forced myself into the shower with you, and also touched everything, although after what happened to you today, this should not have happened... Will you at least let me finish the bath procedures?

Misaki swallowed her tongue, there she was again unable to say anything, just because she was chickened out again. And how much longer does he need to justify himself to her just because she herself cannot overpower herself? She frowned, turning into an inflated displeased ball, and the protracted silence weighed heavily on her lover...

Here is such a first part of the third chapter, it might seem to many that the scene in the shower would be romantic, but no. I didn't want to make it banal, especially since it's normal for guys to wash together. Their situation is complicated, both discussed their problems but it doesn't seem to help much. But maybe they will still be able to discuss everything, who knows ... I'm waiting for feedback, especially with the help in translation (which time I'm already asking) I don't have hopes, but nevertheless - discord Sunlife #9020. Thanks for reading.