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fushiguro bring (m/n) closer to him by pulling the taller male's wrist, he pursed his lips as he glared at his father.
❝ d-don't even bother going inside my room! i have to study with (m/n). ❞ the black-haired male warns his father with a frown.
his father, fushiguro toji placed both his hands onto his hips while smirking. ❝ oh? not even for drinks? ❞
❝ i can bring the drinks to my room later if (m/n) wanted a drink! ❞ answer the younger fushiguro with a harsh tone. (m/n) quirk an eyebrow, he didn't expect fushiguro to be the type to talk harshly to his parent.
❝ l-let's go, (m/n)! ❞ fushiguro pulled (m/n)'s wrist, walking towards his bedroom with a frown still visible on his face. little did the shorter male knows, toji is winking at the (e/c) eyed male and licked his lips seductively. his green eyes look up and down his son's friend with a smirk on his lips, totally not checking him out.
(m/n) watch toji's attempt to flirt with him with his usual blank face. but he is actually smirking internally.
❝ what an interesting dilf. ❞ whispered the (h/c) male with a smirk, licking his lips.
after locking the doorknob, fushiguro walk towards his bed and smiled slightly to (m/n) after sitting down. ❝ i'm sorry you have to see me being such a brat to my father, (m/n). ❞
he then looked away, biting his bottom lip. ❝ it's just. . . ❞
(m/n) take a seat next to fushiguro on the black-haired male's bed. he raised a brow, looking closely at fushiguro's face. ❝ just. . ? ❞
❝ he might steal you away from me. . . ❞
❝ it's just― he's quite annoying. ❞ fushiguro looks back at the face of the guy he adores with a small chuckle.
❝ megumi, you never tell me you have a dad that i'd like to fuck. ❞
after saying those words, (m/n) has to comfort the crying fushiguro for god knows how long.
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❝ aight, it's more fun to study with you than studying by myself but i have to go now. ❞ said the taller male while putting his books and stationary into his bag, making fushiguro internally panic. ❝ (m-m/n), wait! ❞
(m/n) looked up from his bag to the blushing male, he rose a brow. ❝ what's up? ❞
❝ y-you can sleep here. i-i mean! ❞ fushiguro quickly looked away, he doesn't want (m/n) to see him blushing like an idiot. ❝ it's so dark outside. i think it's best to let you sleep here today instead of walking in the dark. ❞
it's silent for a few minutes before the taller male agreed. ❝ yea sure. i guess I'll sleep on the couch. ❞ said the male, pointing his thumb towards the couch not far away from fushiguro's queen-sized bed.
fushiguro shook his head rapidly, he pursed his lips while his dark blue eyes looked down to his hands that are resting on his thighs. ❝ m-my bed is b-big enough for the both of us. . . ❞
❝ hm, okay then. ❞ (m/n) nod his head, but then he remembered something after seeing fushiguro's wardrobe. ❝ i don't bring any clothes though. ❞
❝ you can u-use mine! ❞ the black-haired male exclaimed, making the (h/c) haired male flinch at the sudden rise of his voice. fushiguro calm down after seeing the size of the male beside him, he gulped before looking back down. ❝ i-i guess i'll a-ask my father if he can lend you his c-clothes. . . ❞
❝ m'kay. ❞
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❝ here! ❞ toji throws one of his tank tops along with sweatpants on his son's head, covering fushiguro's sight. toji smirked at the thought of his son's hot friend wearing his clothes.
❝ tell him to go to my room after taking a shower. ❞ toji winked at his son's retreating figure. before fushiguro closed the door, he slams it open again. ❝ what did you just say!? ❞
❝ did i stutter, my boy? ❞ toji chuckled darkly, he lay down on his bed again and continues looking through his phone. maybe texting with some woman but who knows.
❝ and why do want (m/n) in your room!? ❞ fushiguro walks closer to his father with an angered face, he balled his hands into fists, his face is completely red. without looking up, toji chuckled again. ❝ i think your friend is hot, so i think why not try fucking him? ❞
❝ or maybe letting him fuck me. ❞
before fushiguro get to punch his father hard(don't try this at home, kids), he heard a faint voice calling him out so he just glared at his father and quickly run to his room to give his beloved crush a change of clothes.
toji chuckled, he shook his head and sigh deeply. ❝ my, my. ❞
