Fake Boyfriend for the Holiday

Awkward Midnight encounter

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"What the heeeell?!" Giyu gasped, barely holding back laughter. "What are you two bitches doing?!"

In the dim light, it became clear—Tengen was on top of Kyojuro, and things were, well, intimate. Kyojuro, embarrassed, quickly grabbed the blanket and hid underneath it. Tengen, however, froze in place, staring at Giyu in shock.

"Uh... this is awkward," Tengen muttered, trying to act casual.

Giyu, still in disbelief, threw his own blanket over his head. "Oh god! Why am I witnessing this?! Why am I even seeing this?!" He peeked out, red-faced, hiding behind the blanket as he struggled with the absurdity of the situation. "Seriously, what the hell were you two thinking?!"

Tengen, slowly getting his composure back, pulled his shirt back over his legs. "Why are you awake, you idiot? You sleep like a rock!"

"What do you mean, why?!" Giyu sputtered. "You two were making so much noise! A-And why are you even doing this when I'm literally right here, sleeping next to you?!" His voice was muffled under the blanket, but his embarrassment was loud and clear.

Tengen sighed, shaking his head. "It's not like it's the first time."

Giyu pulled the blanket down just enough to peek out at them, horrified. "Wait... does that mean... you do this often? While I'm here?"

"Yeah," Tengen said with a shrug, unbothered. "You sleep like a dead body. You never wake up. Seriously, how did you wake up this time?"

Giyu sat up, still flustered, but now more curious than embarrassed. "I don't know! But now I'm awake and—oh god, this is so awkward!" He threw the blanket back over his head.

Tengen smirked, clearly unfazed. "Well, if you're awake, you can go ahead and leave for a bit. We're not quite done here."

Giyu's jaw dropped, even though it was hidden under the blanket. "Wait... you guys are going to continue? Even now? After I just caught you?!"

Tengen leaned back, grinning. "Obviously. We're not finished yet."

Before Tengen could say anything else, Kyojuro's muffled voice came from beneath his blanket. "No, we are not continuing! Giyu, go back to sleep!"

But Tengen, ever the tease, gave Giyu a subtle wink, clearly not intending to stop. Giyu, torn between horror and amusement, just sighed.

"Fine, fine, I'll go," Giyu said, grabbing his romantic novel from the bedside table. "Enjoy yourselves, I guess..." He waved them off with a laugh, stepping out of the room and closing the door behind him.

As he walked away, he couldn't help but shake his head, a grin on his face. "Of all the things to happen tonight..."

As Giyu left the room, he made his way to the balcony. The cool night air greeted him as he sat on the swing, trying to focus on his book. He let out a sigh, trying to shake off what he had just witnessed in the room. The quiet rustle of the pages was soothing, but his mind was still racing.

Meanwhile, Sanemi also woke up, feeling parched. He made his way to the kitchen for some water. As he filled his bottle, he noticed the balcony lights were on. Curious, he grabbed the water bottle and headed toward the balcony.

"Tomioka? What are you doing out here in the middle of the night?" Sanemi asked, taking a sip from his bottle.

Giyu, lost in his thoughts, jumped on the swing, startled. "God, you scared me!" he gasped, catching his breath.

Sanemi smirked. "Seriously? I scared you?" he teased, raising an eyebrow. "What are you doing out here at this hour? Why aren't you asleep?"

Not wanting to explain the awkward situation he'd just escaped from, Giyu quickly made up an excuse. "I'm just reading. The book's really good, and I didn't want to stop. Plus, the lights were bothering Kyo and Tengen, so I came out here."

Sanemi raised a sceptical eyebrow. "You really love books that much, huh? What's this one about?"

"Nothing special, just a romantic novel," Giyu replied, trying to keep the conversation light.

"Romantic, huh?" Sanemi smirked again, glancing around. "Well, no point in standing. Let's sit on the couch instead."

"Yeah, sure," Giyu agreed, and they both moved to the small couch on the balcony, sitting side by side.

There was a moment of silence before Sanemi, scratching the back of his neck awkwardly, asked, "So, Giyu... what are you planning to do now?"

"Huh?" Giyu looked at him, a bit confused. "What do you mean?"

"I mean... you broke up with your boyfriend, right? Don't you want to get back into the dating scene? You know, find someone new?" Sanemi asked, his voice quieter than usual, as if trying to gauge Giyu's readiness.

Giyu leaned back, letting out a slow breath. "Honestly, I don't want to think about any relationships right now. After everything that happened... I just need a break. I'm not ready for anything new."

Sanemi nodded thoughtfully, taking in Giyu's words. "Yeah, I get that," he said, glancing away for a moment. "Sometimes you just need time to heal."

Giyu sighed, his voice softer now. "And I want someone... someone who'll stay with me forever, not just for a fleeting moment. I want to be loved for who I am."

Sanemi raised an eyebrow, taking in Giyu's sudden vulnerability. "Like in your romantic novels?"

Giyu chuckled lightly. "Yeah, just like my romantic novels."

Sanemi leaned back, thinking it over. "So, you want a relationship that lasts—something that'll go the distance. The whole 'till death do us part' thing, right? Get married, maybe adopt some kids, and build a nice, normal life together. Is that what you want?"

Giyu's small smile lingered, but his eyes glinted with something more playful. "No," he said, a mischievous glimmer crossing his face. "I want to be kidnapped."

Sanemi blinked, caught off guard. "Wait, what? Kidnapped?"

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