sour boy | suna rintarou (eng)

18

After going to the bathroom and settling in for the night, I didn't return to Suna's room. I was aware that what had happened meant nothing, so I supposed it wouldn't make a difference to him whether I slept with him or not.

Rintarou's little sister's room, in the sunlight, was even smaller. There was nothing special about it, nothing to suggest that it was a little girl's room.
What woke me up was the unmistakable sound of my brothers getting up and wandering around the house.
I took my time before joining them.
I mentally reviewed the events of the previous evening. The party, Terushima, the car ride to Suna's house, our discussion and the sex. I ran my hands over my face, now completely aware of what I had done.
I'm not saying I regretted sleeping with Suna, I enjoyed it and it made me feel good at the time, but I was afraid of how things would be now.
Would he use this against me? I wondered. Well, that would be a double-edged knife. Besides, I hadn't done anything wrong, nothing any girl my age wouldn't do. But how should I act now? How will he act? Will he tell my brothers? No, they don't need to know.
I took a big breath and tried not to let the paranoia overwhelm me. I picked up the phone. There was only one thing I could do: talk to Kumiko.
I opened the chat with my friend and started to write her a message, but stopped before sending it. I didn't know why I was hesitating, but something told me I shouldn't have said anything to her. Maybe it was my pride talking, or my shame. I knew Kumiko would tease me to death about this story, but that didn't bother me that much. However, I really didn't want to admit, either to her or to myself, that I had enjoyed that night, after all.
I suppressed a moan of frustration that desperately wanted to get out of my chest. I sure did pick my embarrassing situations, didn't I?
I lazily got out of bed and made a stop at the bathroom before following the noise of chatter and joining my brothers in the kitchen. It was just the two of them there. Suna was probably still asleep.
«Good morning,» Osamu said, eating some cookies.
«There's coffee, if you want,» 'Tsumu followed him, pointing to the coffee pot on the kitchen countertop. They both acted like it was their own house.
«Thank you,» I smiled at them.
As I ate breakfast with them, I wondered how they might react if they knew about me and Suna. From the way they were acting, I was sure they hadn't heard us that night; those two weren't able to hide their thoughts to save their lives: any emotion was written all over their faces.
Honestly, I had no idea what they might have been thinking. Maybe they would have laughed and dropped the subject; maybe they would have been angry at Suna for playing with their precious little sister. The only thing certain is that they would have made the whole thing even more awkward.
Half an hour passed before Suna joined us in the kitchen. He greeted all of us like usual, while I tried to remain composed and act natural.
Suna sat down next to me, and I hated him for it.
«Did y'all sleep well?» he asked all three of us, giving me a suggestive look. I poured myself more coffee to avoid answering.
My brothers began to make conversation with their friend, while I kept quiet and listened.
I wonder what Suna was thinking at that moment. I wonder if  looking at me brought back moments from that night, like it did with me. Who knows if he would have talked to me about it later. Or who knows if it would remain a taboo subject for the rest of our lives.
Atsumu and Osamu competed to shower first, running to the bathroom while I washed the cups we had used.
Suna wasted no time and came up to me, speaking in a low voice. «You know, it's not nice to leave without saying anything after sleeping with someone.» Ah. So he wants to talk about it.
I gave him a bored look. «Having sex with you was an act of self-harm and charity at the same time. Don't demand too much, Rintarou.»
He laughed. «You say that now, but it's hard to believe you when I have certain images of your face so etched in my mind.»
«Hold on to them, then,» I smiled angelically at him, then set about drying the dishes.
Atsumu returned to the kitchen muttering a few insults toward his twin. He looked at me and Suna, close together, and his gaze became questioning.
«Are you two back on speaking terms?» he asked.
«Yes,» Suna replied. «We made up last night. Your sister is good with that mouth when she wants to be.»
My soul left my body for a few seconds. I was about to sink to the ground, and I was definitely going to take Suna with me, but Atsumu laughed and said, «Yes, she's a great orator.»
As much as that sentence sent shivers down my spine taken in that context, I was grateful to all the gods for giving me a brother who doesn't easily pick up on certain innuendos. If it had been 'Samu, he probably would have picked it up and started observing me and Suna with new attention.
When 'Tsumu wasn't looking, I elbowed Suna in the ribs, but he just chuckled and went into the hall with my brother. If that was his new way of torturing me, I already knew I was going to die young.
I picked up the phone and texted him.

[to: Suna Rintarou]: Not a word to anyone, okay?

I waited for a few seconds for a reply.

[from: Suna Rintarou]: Sure

I breathed a sigh of relief and put my phone away, then went back to Suna's little sister's room to clean it up.

Hi!
I hope you enjoyed this chapter. I can only tell you that, from now on, the story will get even more interesting. (At least, I hope)
That's all for now, I'll see you next chapter! :)