Camboy (Aoiha/Aoita)

Part Seven

It was probably because of the vodka and dwindling party guests that Yuu found himself underneath his boyfriend on the couch, laying amongst sleeping drunks while Akira fucked him into the cushions. They were both shameless, he knew, but he didn't mind. Besides, most everybody was asleep and all he could see were the shadowy figures illuminated by his fading fairy lights that hung above the living room windows. It was almost like it was just the two of them. Well, the two of them and someone on the love seat across from them.

He couldn't be sure, but he was almost certain that whoever was across from them wasn't asleep. Or maybe, he hoped that they weren't asleep. Because he could have sworn that it was Kouyou that had claimed that love seat before people left, before the lights went out, and before Akira had undressed him. And maybe it was because of the vodka, but Yuu found himself hoping that Kouyou wasn't asleep and that Kouyou was watching. He closed his eyes, trying to hear the person on the love seat through the sound of their muffled fucking. Was his breathing even or not, was he awake or not, was he watching or not?

With these thoughts in mind, Yuu kept his eyes closed, his muddled and vodka-clouded mind shamefully picturing Kouyou fucking him instead.

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A few days after the party, and Kouyou found himself to be quite busy, but not with schoolwork. It was personal matters that kept him cooped up at home and on his computer. He had some extensive research to do.

Kai was the only name he had to go by and even though he did not know what the man looked like, it only took hardly an hour to find him on Facebook, Kouyou having gone through friends of friends of friends of Yuu's to track him down. Yuu had erased any and all trace of Kai on his personal Facebook account, and if there were any photos of them together at one point, now there wasn't a single hint that the two had been dating. Kai, however, had not. Nearly all his pictures were of himself with Yuu and in every single one, the handsome man had a strong arm around Yuu, almost as though someone else in the photo would come and whisk him away, or worse, that Yuu would leave of his own volition. Kouyou snorted to himself, nearly pitying the guy. He was clearly the jealous type and he was nowhere near over Yuu. At the same time, however, Kouyou had no pity for him. He had clearly been overly jealous and controlling and in his attempts at remaining in control, he had let someone as perfect as Yuu slip through his fingers. How foolish.

From there, now that he knew his face from looking through all his pictures, it was quite easy to find him on Instagram. Facebook didn't exactly offer the sort of anonymity that he was looking for, so he took the time to create a throwaway account for Instagram instead. Posting random nature shots and then privatizing the account, making it seem a little more legitimate, he contacted Kai's account, sending him a direct message.

Ulizr: hi. i heard what happened with Yuu. sorry to hear that.

And he waited, checking often to see if the message had been read. Much to his satisfaction, he soon got a reply about thirty minutes later.

Kaigaz: Who are you?

Ulizr: just a friend.

Ulizr: im just worried about Yuu, you know? his boyfriend doesn't seem the faithful type, you know?

Kaigaz: Suzuki, right? Yeah, I'm not surprised, he seemed like a fucking asshole from day one.

Kaigaz: Why are you telling me this?

Ulizr: idk. i guess i thought you still cared about him... he doesn't seem happy so i thought you might want to know. this was probably a dumb idea, forget it.

Kaigaz: No! ...I do care about him. But it doesn't matter because I don't even know where he is anymore. He just shut me out of his life.

Ulizr: you know him, he's the stubborn type. even if he missed you, do you really think he would tell you?