Niragi's POV
After a total of three and a half weeks, I am finally in a car on my way home. When I told the guys I got discharged, Giang offered to drive me home. My apartment isn't too far from the central hospital. About five to ten minutes, I think. Before I left the hospital, the nurse instructed me to purchase some bandaging and gentle disinfectant for my burns. The wounds are still their but they don't hurt anymore; just itch. I actually don't know where to look for disinfectant or what form to get it in. Oh well, I'll figure it out. Actually, I can probably ask Chishiya since he's a doctor or something.
"Hey, Ragi? You zoning out?" Giang's words pierce throught my thoughts.
"Oh, huh? N-No, no, I'm just thinkin' about somethin'." Giang smiles and scoffs.
"So, that's a yes? Whatcha thinkin' about?" I veer out the window before answering. The quickly flashing scenery of Tokyo makes me dizzy.
"Nothing, really. Just thinkin' about these fucking burns."
I hold up my arms without looking at the buzz haired man. The sleeves of my jacket fall down, revealing the ruined flesh. Every time I think about it, I get mad. It makes me look like a freak. Giang just shoots me a sad glance. Fuck, he better not give me any of that sympathy shit.
"They're definitely getting better. Your arms will probably be back to normal by the Cattle Decap concert." Shit, I forgot about the concert.
What's the date today? September 21st? God, the concert is next month. I need to get my hair cut. Fuck, what am I gonna do after the concert? Kenji was planning on taking us to an underground party with a bunch of his "friends." I'll probably end up getting laid. But what about my arms? No girl is gonna want a fucking burn victim in them. They'd probably laugh. I sigh.
"Ragi, it's gonna be ok. It's not the end of the world." I roll my eyes at Giang's ignorant comment.
"You don't fucking get it, man! Would you let a freak like me fuck you?!" Giang furrows his brows.
"This is all I fucking have, Giang. My looks were the only thing keeping me from sinking. Now, where am I?" I slouch in my seat, keeping my eyes trained on the street lamps.
"You're right here, Niragi. And I'm right here, too." I roll my eyes once again.
"Shut the fuck up, man." Giang immediately dismisses my dismissal.
"I'm being serious, Niragi! You think I don't know I'm a reject?" I raise an eyebrow. "Even with my best friends, I've always been the outcast. I'm too quiet, I'm anxious, I'm causious, I'm nowhere near as smart as you or Maki. I've got pretty much nothing going for me appearance wise. I'm a fucking nerd-" That's where I cut him off.
"Don't call yourself a nerd. You're a game designer. It's in your blood." Giang smiles briefly.
"All I'm saying is it could be worse. I've only ever been laid once, and that was by Hiko on a dare. You're much luckier than most; it's admirable." Damn, hearing all that kinda makes me feel better about myself.
"Don't beat yourself up, G. I'm sure someone out there who's looking for a scrawny, introverted, thoughtful twink would love to bang you." Giang let's out a hearty laugh. His laugh is so funny.
"Am I the only one getting fucked in this scenario?" Giang questions with a smile still present on his face.
"Obviously. It's embarrassing to imagine you topping someone." I keep a gentle smile on my face.
"Well, in that case, I'm glad I'm into pegging." I huff out a laugh.
"Keep your eyes on the road, twink. I don't want to end up in the hospital again." Giang smiles one more time and goes back to focus on the road.
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So Strange
FanfictionAnother one? Yes, another one! This is my sequel book to "Sucker With a Gun," although it may be hard to tell by the title. In this story, Chishiya and Niragi do go back to their world and do wake up in the hospital together. This story will take th...
