𝐇𝐢𝐝𝐝𝐞𝐧 𝐆𝐨𝐣𝐨 || 𝐉𝐉𝐊

Ch. 43

(sexual scene below)

𝐒𝐮𝐠𝐮𝐫𝐮 𝐛𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐚 𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐰𝐛𝐞𝐫𝐫𝐲 𝐝𝐨𝐰𝐧 𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐨 𝐞𝐚𝐜𝐡 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐢𝐫 𝐟𝐢𝐟𝐭𝐡 𝐨𝐫 𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐛𝐥𝐲 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐢𝐫 𝐬𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐡 𝐠𝐥𝐚𝐬𝐬𝐞𝐬. He pushed it down further onto the thin rounding, piercing it down the middle so it would hold its function as decoration that would later be a shared snack between the two, if they even got that far.

He kindly passed the tall glass of sparkling alcohol back to his girlfriend who uneasily took it in her intoxicated hand that slightly shook with the introduced weight. "Okay okay, but do you remember when Shoko had burnt that piece of hair with her cigarette that one time?" Rintaro tipsily giggled.

Suguru placed his hand against his abdomen to subdue the pain of constant laughter that seemed to plague him through their bantering fun. "Oh God, she was so pissed about that." He lifted the glass to his lips and attempted to steal a sip inbetween his fit of amusement. "It somehow got worse when your brother thought it'd be better to snip off the burnt ends while she was crying."

   "He had her best interest, okay? He's just a little messy sometimes..." Rintaro downed what she thought would be a sip of the alcoholic beverage, but instead tasted similar to a cup full of pure concentrated juice while side eyeing her half lidded counterpart. "Fine, he's always messy."

   "Whoa, tell us how you really feel." Suguru cautiously eyed her already empty glass before looking to his half full one. It was easy to see that she was drinking down the burning sensation of the beverage too easily, but it would do neither of them any use if he cut her off at this point.

   A lazy smile spread across her misted skin that glittered of rose petaled water, "I feel great, like I can't feel my fingertips kind of great. You know?" She lifted her hand and set the empty clear crystal against the counter beside her at a pace slower than that of a snails. "Do you know how many times I've almost dropped that into the water?"

   "Too many times to count, huh?" He partially whispered with the velvety voice he pulled from the depths of his throat. His amused eyes were glued to her, absolutely fixated on the glow she overpoweringly illuminated despite the dim luminance of the barely twisted light bulbs.

   "Can I be honest with you for a really quick, super quick, like really small second?" Her words were becoming harder for her to say, falling past the point where it would be easy to define her current diction as slurring. She lowered herself deeper into the depths of the foggy steam precipitating from the bubbled water. Her hair dipping further into the water as she leaned her head back to rest against the curvature of the tub.

   "Mhm, say it with your chest sweetheart." Another lengthy sip was taken in from him to account for whatever news she was preparing herself to break to him.

   "Nevermind, I won't say it." She teasingly smiled once more while her bright blue eyes shone through the sides of her low lids.

   "Why won't you?" He quickly inquired feeling tricked that she had led him into a trap that he fell too easily into.

   "Can I see your back tattoo?" She interrupted the saccharine flow of conversation with a sudden question that had surprised the both of them, even if she was the one posing the question.

   Suguru patiently nodded before rotating himself along the heated bench of the tub so that he would face away from her. He internally pondered her untimely interest in his back and other frivolous things that he could only think about when he was under the influence. He was suddenly pulled from his thoughts once he felt the warm press of her fingers against his back.