"She's my best friend, of course I love her",
"He's my best friend, but I fell in love with him".
A story about two childhood friends growing up together and facing the difficulties of love together. They do practically everything together and they...
SHUJI STAYED AT MY HOUSE LAST NIGHT and before you ask-no, there was no sexual pleasure or anything like that. We just acted like nothing happened and we watched another 30 episodes of One piece.
I woke up on the ground. My back was killing me and I felt my body cold. I slowly sat up and look at my giant bed and Shuji laying on it in water star position with his giant body taking all the space. His saliva was slowly slipping from his open mouth and soft snoring escaped his nose. I watch him and I wonder: how am I in love with this Quasimodo? I pull my phone up and take pictures of him.
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Suddenly Shuji opens his eyes wide and he grabs my wrist. I drop my phone on the ground and he smirks, then he pulls me on top of him and started tickling me. I laughed and i kicked with my feet, but he didn't stop.
"No paparazzi in the morning", he said and he spin us so he can be on top. He locked my body with his legs and continued to tickle me, "if you want pictures you have to pay", he winked.
"Oh, please", I said through my laugher and I slap his hand gently, "you're not worth my money, your ugly ass will break my camera".
"Oh, really?", he suddenly comes closer to my face and his smirk grows even wider, then he slid his hair back and his eyes fall on my face, I feel my face heating up, "y/n, you're such a good girl. Every time that I look at you and I smirk you stop moving. I like it", he said.
I roll my eyes and I put my hand on his face, then I push him off the bed. Shuji falls and loud bang fills my whole house. We giggled and then it was time to get up and get ready for school. Shuji spends so much time in my house he has spare clothes here. I walk into the bathroom to change and I put a little bit of make up, because I felt pretty today.
"Are you seriously putting these gross stuff on your face?", Shuji leans on the door waiting for me, because he was ready a long time ago.
"Do you have a problem, Quasimodo?", I turn to face him and he shakes his head in disapproval.
"No, I just thing you're 100 times more prettier without it on your face", he turns around and walks away to leave me to finish. I put my hand on my cheek and I feel it burning hard. Shuji, what are you doing to me?
Finally I was ready. Shuji was waiting for me in the car. I opened the passenger seat and I look back to throw my backpack there. This car is a mess, I thought to myself. There were empty bottles of water, a couple of clothes like he was living in his car, and a..laptop? I shook my head slowly, when he asks me 'what' and sat down next to him.
My first job in his car is to connect my phone to the Bluetooth and play my playlist. The first song to come up was Under the influence by Chris Brown. Shuji started the car and I heard him humming to the song. Then the soft noise turned into singing. The way he was focused on the road and sang those made me soft.
You don't know what you did, did to me
Your body language speaks to me
I don't know what you did, did to me
Your body language speaks to me
I observed his face. He looked so dreamy as he was singing about sex and it made me wonder, if it reminds him of last night. I turn my face away to look through the window, because I didn't want him to see me getting embarrassed and flustered all of a sudden. To be honest I totally regretted not fucking him after, I really wanted to. But I know it ain't right.
As we are passing the last house of my big ass neighbourhood I felt warmth on my leg. I look down and I see Shuji's hand on my tight and he was squeezing it. His veins were popping and most of my tight was covered by his hand. He has really big hands and long fingers.
Baby, you can
Ride it, ooh, yeah
Bring it over to my place
And you be like
"Baby, who cares?"
But I know you care
Bring it over to my place
Shuji squeezes my tight even harder and I feel like moaning out loud, but I keep my cool. I'm holding my phone and I felt like I was about to crush it in my grip. Hanma didn't look at me, he was focused on the road.
"Y/n?", I now turn to him and raise my eyebrow at him. Shuji doesn't look at me, but I know he can see me with the corner of his eye.
"Yeah?", I asked with a little bit confusion in my voice. He squeezed my tight again.
"Last night..I didn't do it, because I wanted to forget about Charlotte. I did it, because at that moment I couldn't resist ya", he started explaining and his voice got deeper, "I know we are friends and shit, and you like Mikey, but I.. I want you sometimes, y/n. I can't really explain it, but..you have an impact on me".
"What are you saying, Shuji?", I felt my heart and it was about to explode. Shuji finally parks the car in front of the school building and looks at me, his golden eyes were serious, but still so soft and shiny.
"W-Would you want to..have some privileges in our friendship?", he asked me, nervousness in his voice. I didn't quite get it at first, but then I remember that movie 'Friends with benefits' and it hit me. Shuji wants to fuck me.
"You want us to fuck and still be friends?".
"Yeah. I promise I won't stay between you and Mikey, if something happens. We'll just relieve some tension on each other and still vibe. It's going to be the same, but..with sex".
It's going to be the same for you, but not for me, because I am already in love with you. Oh, what should I do?
