zipper - uta x yomo

zipper.

author's note: one, and only chapter. i did not write the original, its just a different version. i made it gay and added a bunch of scenes, but i give full credit to the original (somewhere on tumblr)

YOMO'S POINT OF VIEW

"excuse me?" you asked, looking over at uta like he had three heads. 

you had to be imagining things, because your best friend did not just ask you if you wanted to watch porn.

he turned his head to see your reaction and a grin immediately spread across his face.

 "why are you so surprised?"

your eyes widened even more than they were before, if that was possible.

 "why am I surprised? – uta, you're so stupid."

he gasped, putting a hand to his chest, "I'm offended you would call me that, yomo, you're the one who brought up the fact that you've never watched it before."

you glared at him. it was true, you did bring up the fact that you had never watched it before, but that was only because you were both pretty tipsy. 

your "friend" kaneki, was having a party downstairs and you and uta decided to hide in your bedroom, but not before stealing a whole bunch of alcohol from the kitchen.

you were three shots in, and he was looking at you with hopeful eyes.

"come on, i'll show you my favorite video, i bet you'll like it."

"probably not." you kept your eyes on your laptop, where you were scrolling through some pictures from last summer.

"why would you want to watch porn with me, isn't that a little weird?"

he shrugged - "we've been friends for so long now, it's only weird if you make it weird."

"so dumb.." you sighed.

"if you want to show me just send me the link or something and i'll watch it without you."

you looked over and he was staring straight at you, a pout on his lips.

"it's not as fun that way, i want to see your reaction."

"my reaction?" you asked.

he nodded his head and snagged the vodka bottle from the floor, pouring some into a shot glass and handing it over to you. 

"maybe this will help."

"i've already had like three of those, are you trying to get me drunk?"

the look on his face told you that yes, that's exactly what he was trying to do.

"do I really have to answer that?" he said honestly.

you shook your head and then glanced between his face and the shot glass a few times, before plucking it out of his hands to bring up to your lips.  you drank it quickly and shivered at the horrible taste, before handing the laptop over to him. 

"fine."

"fine?" he asked as his lips curved up into a smile again - "really?"

you groaned - "just play it before i change my mind."

he nodded quickly and then he was looking down at the computer, searching for the website as fast as he could. 

you didn't know what he was so excited to be showing you, but the thought was kind of intriguing, even if you were acting like you had no interest.