a lot of walking ensued, saihara being led out of the school, across a few roads, and finally to a rather nice apartment building with a bloody and broken(?) nose.
amami took the keys out of his pocket, and unlocked the door—it was his apartment.
saihara went scarlet at the piecing together, since he didn't even consider they would go to his house. i mean, where else would they go..? amami hopefully didn't know his address, and no restaurant or any public place would take in a boy bleeding through his nose. knowing amami too, he wouldn't let him go somewhere either. but amami's house...
the inside was a lot neater than he expected, and saihara followed amami in without a word. the first thing that had hit him was a waft of fresh air, sort of like he was in a meadow. it was nice... but its main purpose was probably to mask the drug scent that lingered on amami 24/7.
"sit on the couch." the taller demanded him, and saihara did so with the tissue in hand. his nose wasnt bleading as much though, which was expected after twenty straight minutes. amami really had to walk to school and back with that, huh...
amami went to the connected kitchen and around the counter, soon enough bringing supplies to saihara's side and sitting down with him with a sigh.
"you owe me for this, by the way."
"but-"
"no buts, dumbass. you were the one who ran into me and hit your nose, and now its bruised."
saihara shut up finally. it was just a bruise..? he didnt even get a good look at it... "...i'm sorry..."
"dont say sorry until after you pay up." he concluded saihara's complaints and apologies, taking the supplies and getting to work. amami was confusing to say the least, though saihara would never say that to his face.
after a bit of working around the problem and a lot of 'does this hurt?', a few ointments were put on the bruise and so was a square white bandage. "t-thank you... amami~kun.."
"dont worry about it, but for now..." he took some wrapper out of his pocket, and tossed it to saihara's face the moment he took it out. he struggled to get the wrapper in his hands, but to his surprise and shock...
the royal blue wrapper had a thin donut shape, along with the word 'TROGAN™' written on the front in times new roman font.
"pay up, saihara~chan~"
<<sorry its short, it's just for a warning for the next chapter cause theres a lot more smut>>
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Nothing To Truly Say (Pregame Amasai)
Fanfictionsaihara shuichi was always the type to fit in with the crowd, blend in so no one would suspect a thing. maybe it was his talent doing so. he could fantasize over anything he wanted. he could do whatever he wanted. and thats where he picked up a h...
