**THIS FIC IS 18+ THIS IS NOT FOR CHILDREN**
If anyone reads this, I will be checking the comments and will block anyone who is a child, im not kidding. Please respect that.
Y/N, Nagi Seishiro and Reo Mikage has been best friends since they were 10...
Months went by and Satoru refused to let me wallow, he became my twin and attached himself to me 24/7. We had been friends for a year and I was so grateful, mentally and emotionally I was much better. Nagi became a distant memory that reared its ugly head when I was feeling reminiscent but otherwise, I was good. Satoru never let me forget that he was a piece of shit and practically lived with me in my dorm. It would be cute if he wasn't so clingy, we became thick as thieves, messing with people everywhere we went.
"Come on" he pouted, "I got this tattoo for this specific reason!"
"Oh my god Toru, if I agree will you stop" I groaned when he nodded, "you're so annoying! You're lucky I love you."
"YES!" he kissed my cheek and pulled me to my bed.
"Okaaaaay, perfect! Don't move" he snapped a few photos with his hand on my cheek.
"Oooooo! Wait, bite my thumb!" he smiled.
"What?! Ew no, Toru"
"Come on! It'll look so good!" he begged.
"Ugh fine!" I threw my hands up.
He snapped another photo and paused, "Oh dear lord, this is the one! You have to post this!" he showed me the photo and my eyes widened. Shit, it looked good.
"Okay, send it to me"
He sent me the photo and I posted it on my instagram, "Don't tag me" he said and I looked at him confused.
"Why?"
"Because, let the mystery take everyone by surprise" he smirked and I rolled my eyes.
"It's a hand tattoo, Toru. People will eventually find out it's you" I rolled my eyes but posted it without tagging him.
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"Damn, my hand is hot!" he fanned himself and I laughed.
"You're an idiot" I shook my head. I stood up and grabbed my jacket.
"Come on, we got a game to win!" I smiled when he whooped.
"Fuck yeah we do!" he placed his arms on my shoulders and we left my dorm.
