3rd person pov
Karma was returning home after a long day at work.As he was walking he noticed a bunch of women dressed in revealing dresses and a couple of men giving them money.
Karma sighed
'I better hurry'
He knew they would target him next.
Even High school girls try to flirt with himHe started walking a bit faster and managed to dodge all of the women.
Karma smiled at his accomplishment and was about to continue on his way home when he heard a light yell.
He turned to where he head the scream.
It was a dark alleyKarma pov
I made my way inside the alley, trying to locate the yell I heard earlier.
As I went in deeper I saw a man my age deeply kissing the another personI rolled my eyes
Why are prostitutes all the way out hereI was about to turn around and leave, but when the guy moved down I saw who the other person was
"!!!"
My eyes widened at the scene in front of meIt was Nagisa!
His shirt was unbuttoned revealing his slim, pale chestI stood there in shock
My best friend who went missing 7 years ago was a prostitute...letting some guy have his way with him
And he was enjoying it!I stood there long enough that Nagisa eventually noticed me
I looked away, blushing after seeing how aroused he wasNot wanting to be there a second longer I left, but waited by the street, waiting for Nagisa
After a couple of minutes the guy Nagisa was with came out.
..
.
A couple of seconds later Nagisa came out, looking as if nothing happened
He was in a white button up, revealing his collar bones and black jeans
"Nagisa"
He looked at me and smiled
"Hey Karma, it's been a while"
I frowned
"What's the matter?" He asked as if he didn't know what I saw him doing earlier
In anger I grabbed his wrist
"We need to talk"
"...ok, my place is closer" he agreedI followed Nagisa to his house and was surprised to see how big the place was. It was probably bigger than mine.
We both sat down in the living room
"So, what did you want to talk about?" He asked
I glared at him
"You go missing for 7 years and you ask what I want to talk about?!"
"..."
Letting my anger take over I slammed my hand on the coffee table
"I saw you selling your body to some stranger!"
"..."
Nagisa looked me in the eye, but I couldn't tell what he was feeling or even thinking
"....where were you the past 7 years?" I asked in a calmer tone
"....working in a gay bar....selling my body to strangers"
"Why? I thought you wanted to be a teacher!"
"Teaching wasn't going to fill my pocket fast enough!"
"Why?!"
"To pay for my mom's hospital bills!"
"!!!"
..
.
Nagisa stood up and walked in front of me, pushing me down on the sofa, sitting on top of me
"I sold my body trying to pay for mom's bills, but she eventually died"
"..."
"Want to know why I'm still doing it?" He asked licking my ear
"...." I only remained silent
"Cause I like it"
I frowned at his words
"I like it when they play rough with me"
"Nagisa...."
"They please me and they end up paying me. It only benefits me in the end. I mean look at this house"
"Nagisa!" I yell and push him down, pinning him to the floor
"What happened to you? What happened to my friend....my Nagisa"
"...who knows"
"Tch"
All of a sudden I forced my lips on his and unbuttoned his shirt
"K-Karma!" He pushed me
"What's wrong? I thought you were used to this"
"..."
He turned his head the other way, avoiding my stare
"You're going to regret it" he said
"No I won't"
"Karma, I don't want you ending up like me"
"..."
So he does regret what he's become
I smiled and hugged him
"Let me earse all traces of everyone who's ever touched you" I whispered to his ear
He blushed and nodded, giving my approvalThe next morning I woke up to find Nagisa stroking my hair
"Are you going to disappear again?" I asked, grabbing his hand
"...No"
"Good" I smiled and kissed his hand*After dealing with a client Nagisa would always go back home and stay in the shower for 3 hours--I was going to put this in but couldn't figure out where
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