Chapter 5: Panic

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Date: March 9th, Saturday
Time: 17:52, evening
Location: Lake house

Sakusa's POV

I got back to the lake house at about ten to six in the evening.

The first thing I did was wash my hands and then I went to go check on Miya.

I knocked on the door to his room. I could hear music coming from behind the door, so it wasn't surprising when I didn't get a reply.

I opened the door.

Was it a bad idea? Maybe.

Did I regret it? Maybe not.

I felt the heat rush into my cheeks as I caught sight of Miya.

He was on the floor... In a full split.

He must of been doing yoga or something... He was wearing a cropped hoodie and shorts that covered half his thighs.

His thighs...

Nope! No! Not happening! Get a hold of yourself, Kiyoomi!

I took a shaky breath as I tried to calm myself down, I could feel the gay panic rising.

He looked towards the door where I was still standing and flashed me a bright smile.

"Omi-kun!" He greeted, his voice was light and airy.

"Hello, Miya," I replied as I stepped into the room and sat down on the bed.

The room was surprisingly clean, I didn't have time to clean this morning because I had to get to that interrogation or it would have made me suspicious.
Now that I think about it, the whole house was quite clean...

Did he...?

"Hey... Did you clean while I was gone?" I asked without really thinking.

"Yeah, I thought ya'd be uncomfortable if ya came back to a dirty house, ya know... Because of yer phobia," he answered nonchalantly as he shrugged before shifting into his next position.

I was about to ask why he cared but I was quickly distracted.

Why?

Simple.

Said position that he went into consisted of his butt being up in the air while his chest was touching the floor and his back was arched.

How the fuck was he so flexible??

To make things worse, Lights Down Low by Maejor had just started playing.

I turned away quickly.

"I- Uh... Thanks, I guess," I answered, mentally slapping myself for stuttering.

I walked towards the door, "I'm going to go take a shower," I announced as I walked out of the room, closing the door behind me.

Once the door was closed, I leaned against it and buried my face in the palms of my hands.

Fuck...

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