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In denial, in perplexity. She didn't know
how to deal with these strange feelings
and emotions budding within her as she
spent time with her six male friends.
Growing up surrounded by men her
entire life, she...
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Nighttime, Living room, Yasuhiro's house..
Second Person's POV
You blinked your eyes at Shion, completely wrapped in blanket as he dozed off on the couch. His mullet blonde hair was braided somehow, so you were drawn to dart your attention to Rindou, who had been sitting next to him the entire time.
Noticing the long stare, Rindou casually responded, "I was bored, okay?" You chuckled, sitting next to the younger Haitani. "Shion looks so adorable.." you praised whilst eyeing sleeping Shion lovingly, hooking your arm with Rindou's.
Leaning close to his ear, you whispered playfully, "Do me, Rin." You innocently gazed into his eyes without realizing you just started one of the most embarrassing misunderstanding ever.
"H-Huh?" Startled, Rindou gasped upon hearing your sudden request. 'Do...her? She wants me to fuck with me right here, right now?' blush crept up to his face. He averted his gaze shyly.
"We should go to your bedroom.."
"Hm? Why though?"
"We can't do it here with Mucho and Mochi around.. Aniki, Izana or the worst, Kakucho, might walk in to us too..and we're probably gonna wake up Shion."
"Why not? We can just invite them."
"Wait...even Kakucho?"
"Yeah. I mean, if he wants to, he can join. The more the merrier."
"(Y/n), I don't know if I can do this. It doesn't sit right with me. Why would you ask Kakucho to join?"
"Kakucho can learn braiding hair from you and Ran, duh!"
Perplexity dawned over your face while blinking your eyes at Rindou questionably. What was so confusing about the conversation? You and him were merely talking about braiding hair.
"Oh...braiding."
"What were you thinking, Rin?"
"Nothing in particular.."
Mortified, Rindou hid his reddened face in his palm. Realizing the truth now, you snorted loudly then poked his scarlet-painted face. You tugged some strand of his hair behind his ear and kissed his cheek to calm him down.
"So, can you braid my hair?"
"Sure, angel."
Rindou and you switcher position on the three-person couch. You sat in the middle next to Shion, who was yet to be aware of everything happening in the real world, while Rindou sat beside you. You adjusted yourself comfortably. Rindou delicately combed through your hair with his fingers, removing any knots or tangles with care.
With practiced hands, Rindou began to separate your hair into neat sections, working methodically from the top of your head downwards. Each strand was woven with precision and patience, as he expertly twisted and intertwined them into intricate patterns. His movements were gentle yet confident, his fingers deftly navigating through your locks with ease.
