There was a few important rules to follow in the line of work he did.
Rule 1- Go there and do your job.
Rule 2- Don't waste time. You're on a schedule so don't go a minute under and definitely don't go a minute over.
Rule 3- While performing your j...
A month passed and the two men continued their non-platonic relationship. It'd become normal for them to be hanging around each other after Kirishima got out of work. He'd invite the younger male out just to bask in his company, as well as drag him around town and get him to enjoy some of life's luxuries.
Throughout the whole time they'd been in their little arrangement though, he'd never been able to figure out Yokozawa. He felt like they were still strangers to one another. Sure he knew a lot of surface detail such as his favorite foods and books, but besides that, he was completely lost.
Not that it was necessarily a bad thing because he'd decided to make things this way. He just couldn't help but want to know the man better, the more he talked, the more intrigued he became.
Yokozawa was totally different though. Learning about the elder man didn't seem to interest him. There were a few times he'd glance over the curly haired mans' shoulders and watch him work for a bit, before releasing a loud yawn and shutting the laptop.
Other times he'd just flat out tell Kirishima to shut the fuck up when he was talking about himself or anything that had to do with work. It was a bit disheartening but what could he expect? They were friends with benefits.
Well, maybe not even friends. At least normal friends treated him better than this dude.
Despite that, he couldn't help but to want to keep the younger male close to him. Whether it was because he amused him or felt pity towards him- he couldn't really tell. All he knew is that he wanted to be the only one with him- the only one using him.
It was selfish, he knew. He just couldn't bring himself to care. They were both using each other for personal gain so there was ultimately no reason to try and hide that.
There selfishness is what brought and kept them together.
As the saying goes "no strings attatched," there was nothing tying them to one another besides lust and money. Two things that went hand in hand. Two fickle wants that had twirled around each other and locked the other in place.
Put simply-
Kirishima wouldn't leave because he liked Yokozawa's body.
Yokozawa wouldn't leave because he was in it for the money.
Both of them invested in this sexual relationship for no other reason than to please themselves. It was this very thing that truly showed how low some humans were ready to go to get what they wanted.
If it was appropriate to laugh at one's self, the elder man would be doing it already. Why was he complaining when this is exactly what he'd asked for? He wanted a sexual relationship where he wouldn't have to deal with dating or sweet talking, so what was the deal now?
Maybe he was just mad that Yokozawa could play his part better. If by any chance the younger man was interested in him, he kept it well hidden.
He shook his head and released a weary sigh to calm his nerves. Of course they weren't interested in each other. He was just trying to be nice because he didn't find screwing someone for his benefit to be all that appealing.
That was definitely the case.
He pulled out his phone and began texting the younger. Not knowing whether or not to be surprised by how quick he'd respond.
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