here and there

how it hits him

The first person to confront him about it is surprisingly not Amatsuki, or Urata and Sakata, but Luz.

Soraru wakes up to a message from Luz saying that he'd be over at around one. He glances at the clock. It was already eleven thirty in the morning.

"What is with this dude," he mutters to himself, frowning at the man's self invitation before sitting up and getting out of bed.

The man's greeting when Soraru opens the door for him is quite blunt:

"I know that you and Mafu-kun are having sex."

There's an awkward pause. About a million panicked thoughts rush through Soraru's mind, and he's tempted to slam the door in the man's face just to avoid this conversation.

Luz flushes and waves his arms around in a frantic manner, ruining the tense atmosphere. "W-Wait, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to blurt that out right away, I'm just not the type to confront people about anything, I was nervous the entire way here-"

Soraru holds a hand up to stop the man from talking. "Just come in already," he says with a sigh, opening his door wider and moving aside.

Luz timidly steps inside, slipping off his shoes and following Soraru into the kitchen. He gestures for Luz to sit down at the kitchen counter, which he does. Wordlessly, Soraru places a cup of tea in front of the man. (He had just finished making some when Luz arrived.)

He waits for Luz to take a sip before speaking. "So how'd you find out?"

Luz doesn't say anything, just wordlessly points to his neck, and Soraru immediately turns red.

"Oh," he says rather sheepishly.

"Yeah," Luz replies rather awkwardly. "But seriously, it was like he got attacked by a vampire or something, Soraru-san..."

He chokes on his tea. "O-Okay, I get it, it was a little too much, I get it..."

Luz moves his cup around in a circle, watching the tea slosh around. "The reason I wanted to to talk to you about this though is because I don't want Mafu-kun to get hurt," he states, "or you. If you guys don't address your feelings-"

"Feelings?" Soraru cuts in, already confused.

Luz gives him a weird look. "Well, yeah," he says, "you like Mafu-kun, don't you? I mean, romantically, that is."

He blinks. "What? Why would you think that?"
Luz's eyes widen. "Soraru-san, if you don't like him like that, then you're just using him!" Luz bursts out angrily, taking Soraru by surprise. "I would never forgive you for that!"

He pauses, mulling over Luz's words. He supposes the man was right, but...

"Isn't he using me too, then?" Soraru shoots back.

Luz opens his mouth only to slam it shut again. The man sighs, pinching the bridge of his nose. "I see. So it's like this. I should've known you two were this hopeless."

"...Eh?" He's really not sure why he's being insulted right now.

Luz takes a sip of his tea. "Soraru-san, how did you and Mafu-kun even start this...relationship?"

He feels his cheeks heat up. "Why do you need to know?!"

"Y-You don't need to give me a detailed description!" Luz retorts, before releasing a sigh. "Look, I just don't want things to get messed up between you and Mafu. Because you guys are my friends, and because I know you guys mean a lot to each other."

Well, he can't really deny that. And to be honest, he's somewhat glad that he can finally talk to someone about this. He sighs, nodding his agreement. "Fine. It just sort of happened spontaneously."