You squinted your eyes when Shinichiro turned on the lamp and watched as he stood up, and looked at you with wide eyes. His window was open, so you sat on the window-sill and lifted your legs over it, then you straightened up and just stood there, awkwardly playing with your fingers.
Shinichiro stood on the other side of his bed, and watched you, unable to move. He was sure you were hurt because of what you saw in the morning, and he couldn't blame you for it, but now you were in his room. You just literaly climbed up to his room in the middle of the night, like he used to do. Maybe you weren't mad at him after all?
"Hey..." you said in a quiet voice, your eyes on the floor, only able to steal glances of him once in a while, because he was only wearing black briefs.
You knew he was muscular, but seeing him almost naked made your heart race and your head dizzy.
"Hey..." Shinichiro breathed, still not believing you were really in his room.
His chest filled with warmth at the sight of you, and he let his eyes wander over your frame. You were wearing light blue pajama shorts and a white loose shirt.
He felt as the corner of his lips twitched upwards at sight of you, and he looked down on himself, realizing why you couldn't keep his gaze.
But just when he was about to tease you about it, he realized why you were here in the first place and his nervousness from before crawled back to his body quickly.
He cleared his throat and you looked up at his face, seeing the worry in his eyes.
"Look, I'm sorry about what hap..."
"No, it's okay, I mean it's not, but... uh, it should be me who should apologize." you interrupted him quickly, wanting to slap yourself.
Why can't you use complete sentences instead of stammering, you saw men without a shirt before for God's sake!
"What, why?" Shinichiro asked as he walked around the bed and in front of you, looking down at you in concern.
He wanted to touch you, to take your hand or put a hand on your shoulder to comfort you, but he wasn't sure if he was allowed to do that.
You took in a deep breath when he was close to you, lifting your eyes to look up at him nervously.
Shinichiro saw a your shiny eyes switched back and forth between his, and he waited for you to continue, but you just stood there, looking lost, unsure and afraid.
He couldn't help himself and took one of your hands in both of his, and he lead you to the bed and made you sit down, while he crouched down in front of you.
He knew you were nervous and struggled finding the words, so he decided to speak first. He rubbed your knuckles and looked down at your joined hands.
"Do you want to know who she was?"
You let out a snort.
"Yes and no?" you said in a joking manner.
Shinichiro looked up at you and smiled.
"Just a one night stand. Weeks ago. I only met her once and we didn't even change numbers. I didn't know she was gonna show up. Believe me, I was just as surprised as you." he chuckled, then sighed. "I'm sorry you had to see that."
You felt a little better when he told you that and a small smile grew on your lips.
"I mean... I can't blame her for coming back." you said suggestively and Shinichiro smirked. I'm sorry I left." you said.
"Don't be. I understand."
"No, you don't." you said and pulled your hand from this, standing up.
Shinichiro leaned back while he stayed on the floor and watched as you walked away from him, looking at photos on his wall.
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First Touch || Shinichiro Sano
Fanfic*On hiatus* When you were still a kid, a new neighbor moved in across your house, called Shinichiro Sano. Your brother Niko and him quickly became best friends and he often helped you with your history lessons. You slowly started to develop a crush...
