The last color of odds ~ satosugu

5.𝙞𝙡𝙡 𝙖𝙩 𝙚𝙖𝙨𝙚

At the end, suguru ended up giving his contacts to mahito. Well he had to content himself with agreeing to go at the party. Mahito was stubborn and he was incessantly whining that there was no choice left for suguru. He stood infront of the large mirror in his room at eleven. His parents were fallen asleep by ten. He was aware of it. And that's also another reason why he eventually agreed to attend the party. No , don't get him wrong. He had no intention to ditch his parents and break their trust but then again in this way his parents wouldn't know about him attending that luxurious adolescent soirèe.

Mahito told him to wear bright green contrasting it with anything as it was the party theme but suguru's closet was only filled with monochromatic colors which was easy for him to identify. so he chose something near green.Not like it didn't appear in brown- greyish shade to him but suguru was certain it was olive green because that's what his mother told him when she bought him that. The polo neck neck sweater which was grubby because he occasionally touched that. Suguru picked that. It wasn't winter yet but October do gives us hint of the cold breeze spontaneously so he considered it as a good pick. He styled his hair as he usually do. A topknot .And wore his regular cologne and headed out to the fixed spot mahito set for him.

Suguru stood at the bus stop , his hands inside the pockets of his insulated sweatpants. At that idle time strolling around waiting for mahito many bizarre thoughts procured suguru's head. Should I return back ? Am I disappointing my parents? What about God? Will I get- the thought of getting distracted from god's activities made him wince. He contemplated on returning back but what about mahito, his friend. Why did I even agreed? Suguru wanted to screech. What an odd night.

"Geto Kun ! Sorry for making you wait. Let's go." There he was . Mahito. On his usual boisterous self. Wearing a very fancy jacket paired up with some accessories looks like sold in the black market.
Suguru just nodded. What was he getting himself into?

"Awh geto why'd you wear something so boring at a party? But I must say you look pretty in anything." Mahito poked suguru's cheeks on their way to the bus. Little did suguru knew that it was the last bus.

During the entire bus journey mahito kept yapping about how rich yuta was and how cool yuta's friends were. He also added that yuta was compelled to attend a Catholic school because it was their family tradition and suguru was just sat, silently. Least interested in all these.
They entered yuta's house at 12 :10 am after the long bus journey. Not that long but for suguru it was like time has stopped. Suguru looked around the house and got flabbergasted for a split second. It was a mansion. It was edifice but two storied. The interior was royal like. The house boasted a stunning architectural design, with high ceilings and large windows that let in natural light. As suguru stepped in , he was greeted by elegant marble floors and a spacious foyer adorned with tasteful decorations.
He was intently scanning the luxurious drapes hanging from the ceiling and beautifully arranged floral centerpieces on the tables. Strings of twinkling fairy lights create a warm and inviting atmosphere, while colorful streamers complement the opulent surroundings.

Mahito dragged him in the backyard, where a lavish patio was set up for guests, complete with plush seating and a stunning view of the landscaped garden.
Mahito kept introducing him to other students and most of them said something very repititive. "You're very good looking. I've never seen you before in any of yuta's party. Do you go to the same school as yuta ?"
Suguru was not familiar with compliments so he didn't know how to react except for a tiny thank you, a nod or a slight bow.

"Geto listen, my crush is also here so please give me some space okay? I'll be back with in fifteen minutes ." That's all mahito said before leaving him all alone in this huge yard . Suguru couldn't recognize any of the faces except one or two. It seemed like there was no one from his class except him. This made him even more anxious. He sure doesn't communicate with anyone even in the class but at least that would help him to gain a grain of confidence. Suguru felt so anxious and his knees started to tremble at a point in this unknown labyrinth. God's punishing me because I disobeyed him. The smell of alcohol was making him sick. He wanted to throw up. So he ran. Ran till he spotted the washroom.