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Mikey was an enigma. He’d always been an enigma, but Takemichi hadn’t ever really needed to try and understand him (until now)- their relationship always felt natural… and it still did- besides the feelings floating to the surface. Izana was watching him like a hawk as they sat together at the cafe. Takemichi felt like he was under a microscope.
“So let me get this straight,” Izana started before stopping, “... or should I say let me get this gay -”
Takemichi snorted, “I didn’t know you could make a joke that isn’t dripping in sarcasm.”
“Well, I can,” Izana responded, cracking his knuckles absentmindedly, “So you like Mikey and he likes you, but you two aren’t together?”
“I think so?” Takemichi responded, but the words came out more like a question.
“You think?” Izana pushed with an unamused expression on his face. Then again, Takemichi hadn’t really seen him with an amused expression on his face- except in the future when his smile was borderline unhinged.
“Well I’m not 100% sure Mikey likes me-” Takemichi backtracked. Even though it seemed like he did… What if he didn’t? What if he had no feelings towards Takemichi? What would he say then? What if Takemichi said something and Mikey rejected him? Could he deal with Mikey rejecting him?
“I don’t think it’s that presumptuous to assume he does,” Izana told him, rolling his eyes slightly at the whole fiasco. “... I mean didn’t you just say he told you he did?”
“Yeah,” Takemichi responded, “... but-”
“Mikey wouldn’t have said it if he didn’t mean it.”
A part of Takemichi knew that was true, while the other part of him had such a fear of rejection he couldn’t exactly believe it.
“What if Mikey moves on?” Izana asked absentmindedly. “While you’re here trying to get your shit together- what if he finds someone else he likes?”
Takemichi blinked a couple times, “Huh?”
Izana rolled his eyes, “What if the guy you are interested in moved on? How would you feel?”
“Maybe that’d be for the better-“ Takemichi sulked. Maybe it would be better if Mikey just moved on. Maybe it’d be best if he found someone who loved him just as much, if not more, than Takemichi does.
“Bullshit.” Izana called him out easily, “That’s bullshit and you know it.”
Takemichi pursed his lips. “I would be sad,” He admitted, looking away. “I wouldn’t like it if Mikey was with someone else… if someone took up his time and we couldn’t see each other.”
Izana sighed, “You have your answer.”
—
Mikey was an enigma and maybe that’s why Takemichi was so enthralled with him.
“You’re really bad at this game huh?” Takemichi giggled, poking fun at Mikey. His friend was good at so many things… it was almost amusing- comforting to know the few weaknesses he had: spicy food and video games being the two main ones.
“You’re not much better,” Mikey huffed. He’d been resting his head on Takemichi as they played… it was a bit distracting, but maybe Mikey meant for it to be distracting so he had a leg up.
“Uh huh,” Takemichi mumbled as the next round of the fighting game they were playing began.
Mikey hummed, before lifting himself and straddling Takemichi. “Try to beat me now.”
Whenever Takemichi went to look over Mikey’s shoulder at the TV the blonde met his gaze. The whole interaction was confusing, but the most surprising part of it was that Mikey won, even while not looking at the TV.
“How did you-?” Takemichi started. It was that moment Takemichi realized how close they were and the closeness went straight to his dick. He had to get away from Mikey as soon as possible. “I need-”
“Takemitchy,” Mikey looked at him innocently, “Are you-“
“No-“ Takemichi tried to deny it, he wanted to move away but Mikey was grinding down on him.
“At least your body is honest-” Mikey mumbled, looking away from Takemichi for a second before meeting his gaze and asking, “Do you want me?”
“Well-“ He should deny it, he should move away, he should-
“It’s just like fucking a girl,” Mikey explained as he hovered over Takemichi. It was hard to think straight with Mikey rolling his hips, pressing down on his growing hard on.
Mikey leaned down and kissed him while Takemichi put his arms around Mikey, feeling down his back and squeezing his ass. It was hard to concentrate as Mikey and him touched. Takemichi had fantasized about being with Mikey before, but actually feeling Mikey in his arms; skin touching skin was different. It felt so different but he didn’t want to stop.
There was a want- a need he’d never felt before. Everything in him wanted to touch Mikey, to kiss down his neck, to grab his ass. A part of him even wanted to have Mikey’s dick in his face. He wanted to lick it, to try taking it in his mouth… and maybe a small part of him wanted Mikey to press deep inside and gag him.
“You’re so hard Takemitchy,” Mikey grinned, his face inches from Takemichi’s, “You must really like me.”
Takemichi could feel his face heating up, “You-”
Before Takemichi could finish his reply, Mikey was fumbling with Takemichi’s pants, pressing his hand down against his hard on.
“Does your girlfriend do this?” Mikey teased, words filled to the brim with bitterness. Oh yeah, Takemichi had a girlfriend . He was in a relationship. He’d completely forgotten about that. He was such an awful boyfriend… Mikey was moving his head down, using his teeth to undo the button of Takemichi’s pants. Oh, that was hot.
Takemichi wasn’t sure how he should answer or if there was a right answer, but he couldn’t think past the feeling of Mikey pulling his dick out and pumping it, “ Yeah. ”
“Oh?” Mikey licked the tip of his dick, “Does she do this?”
“Yeah,” She’d done so in the future more than a few times, but it never felt like it did with Mikey. Takemichi groaned, bucking up into Mikey’s mouth. For some reason, he felt bad as he agreed, “… but I think about you when she’s doing it-“
He felt like he had to be gentle with Hina- as though he could break her at any second, but with Mikey it was different. The feelings were more intense and he knew he couldn’t hurt Mikey. Maybe it was a bit sexist to think that way… but he couldn’t help it. It’s not like he didn’t see Hina as his equal, it just that she was so gentle… She was gentle with her words and gentle with her touch… so Takemichi felt the need to match that, even if he didn’t want to per se.
Mikey stilled, mouth near the tip of Takemichi’s dick as he asked, “ What ?”
“I thought about you,” Takemichi explained further. When Mikey moved, Takemichi accidently jolted up, pushing his dick deeper into Mikey’s throat. “I’m sorry-“
“You’re fine,” Mikey responded once he moved away a little bit, moving so he could lick around the tip of Takemichi’s dick. It felt like absolute torture, “As you were saying?”
Takemichi gulped, “I think about you when we kiss. I think about you when Hina touches me-“
Before Takemichi could say much more, Mikey’s lips were on his again, tongue slipping into Takemichi’s mouth as they explored one another. He began to press down on Takemichi’s hard on, grinding against it.
“Manjiro-“ Takemichi whimpered into his friend's mouth as Mikey’s jeans rubbed against his dick. He’d never been this turned on before as he moved his hands to undo Mikey’s pants.
“You’re eager,” Mikey teased, moving so Takemichi could take his clothes off. As Takemichi stripped, Mikey pulled his shirt over his head and continued to kiss down Takemichi’s neck, sucking on the skin.
“You’re one to talk,” Takemichi shot back.
The words made Mikey raise his eyebrows before giggling and kissing him again
“You’re so hot,” Takemichi blurted as he ran his hands down Mikey’s chest. He moved his hand down and around Mikey’s hips, his hands eventually landing on his friend’s ass.
Mikey hummed a bit, “I’ve wanted this for so long-”
The words took Takemichi off guard, “How long?” Had Takemichi really been so oblivious that he didn’t realize Mikey’s emotions? He felt a twist in his chest at the thought, before Mikey lined up Takemichi’s dick with his hole.
“ Takemitchy- ” Mikey leaned in close and kissed him slow and aggressively, as if savoring every second.
Before they could go further, Takemichi’s phone rang. Takemichi would have to call them back later.
Mikey pressed down on Takemichi’s dick, taking him in. He paused for a minute, leaning in to Takemichi and kissing him again, hands running down Takemichi’s chest and over his sides. Takemichi pulled him as close as possible, moving his hands to Mikey’s ass and biting his neck.
The phone rang again.
Mikey sighed, but didn’t get off of Takemichi’s dick. “You should probably answer that-”
Takemichi hesitantly checked his phone only to see two notifications from Hina, before she called again. Takemichi felt awful as he picked up the call, “Hello?”
“Takemichi, ” Hina said, causing Mikey’s expression to drop, “ I was worried- ”
“Sorry,” Takemichi said, internally apologizing for two things, “I wasn’t near my phone.”
“ Oh, ” Hina replied awkwardly. As Hina spoke, Takemichi could feel Mikey moving, his eyes widened as he looked over to Mikey giving him an innocent expression. “ I was just hoping to talk to you for a minute .”
“Oops,” Mikey mouthed, a smile appearing on his face. Takemichi bucked up, pressing deeper into Mikey, when Mikey made a noise, Takemichi sat up a bit and grabbed Mikey’s face, covering his mouth pretty aggressively.
“About what?” Takemichi asked, hoping to end this conversation as quickly as possible.
Mikey moved up and down again, causing Takemichi to take a deep breath.
“ I was just thinking ,” Hina trailed off a bit, “I’m nervous about Aoi. She’s been kind of distant lately… ” There was an awkward pause before Hina asked, “ Do you think I should say something? ”
Mikey moved again, and Takemichi “Yes,” Takemichi wasn’t sure whether he was talking to Mikey or Hina at that point. Before Hina could speak again, Takemichi quickly said, “Can I put you on hold for a second-”
“Sure!” Hina agreed, though she seemed disappointed by the question.
Takemichi uncovered Mikey’s mouth and hit the mute button, so Hina couldn’t hear as he groaned. “You’re so-” Takemichi started unsure of how to continue his sentence.
“Me?” Mikey replied, raising an eyebrow, “I’m not the one cheating on my girlfriend -”
The remark made Takemichi feel really uncomfortable, but he couldn’t really argue with the fact, “I like you , is that so wrong?”
“Sometimes it doesn’t feel like you do,” Mikey shot back, flipping them so Takemichi was on top. Mikey’s whole demeanor changed as he whispered, “... you should prove it to me.”
“ Takemichi? ” Hina said again, “ Are you still there? ”
Takemichi put up a finger and Mikey nodded uncomfortably, before Takemichi unmuted his phone, “Yeah, sorry I have to go for right now-”
“ Are you okay? ” Hina asked. “ You seem short of breath? ”
“Just had to run a little bit,” Takemichi lied. He heard Mikey smirk as he bucked up. Takemichi couldn’t help but let out an awkward sound. This whole situation was fucked, but Takemichi didn’t want to do anything to make it seem like he didn’t want to be with Mikey because he knew what he wanted now. He knew who he wanted.
“ Oh ,” He wasn’t sure she believed it, but she didn’t comment if she had, “ I’ll get going then.”
As Hina hung up the phone, Mikey looked at him with a bit of a cheeky grin, “You’re going to have a lot to explain later.”
“Let’s not talk about it,” Takemichi sighed, pressing deep inside Mikey. “Currently I have something to prove-”
Takemichi knew how to have sex- he wasn’t the best at it or anything, but he knew what to do. He wondered if Mikey had ever done this before. Had anyone else seen the flushed face Takemichi was looking at right now? He wanted that face for himself. He wanted to be the only one who saw Mikey make the expressions he was making. Takemichi began to kiss around Mikey’s neck as he thrusted in and out.
Mikey moaned into the kiss and the unholy sound made Takemichi go over the edge. As Takemichi pressed deep inside again Mikey finished, putting his legs around Takemichi’s hips.
After a few minutes, they were laying next to one another, looking up at the ceiling.
“Wanna do it again?” Mikey asked with a grin. Takemichi was still sensitive from the first time, but he turned over to straddle Mikey. The two looked at one another with goofy grins, “I could get used to this.”
“I want to be with you,” Takemichi told him, his honest feelings falling out of his mouth before he could stop them, “I have feelings for you. I have for a while, I think.”
Mikey giggled a bit, “I would hope so.” There was a pause before Mikey added, “Once you’re single, we’ll talk again.”
So that was the deal, Takemichi had to end things with Hina. Mikey was ready to date, when Takemichi was. So that begs the question, how would Takemichi break up with Hina?
The next day as he was walking into school, Mikey pulled him aside tugging at the neck of his turtleneck, “I have to talk to you-”
“Yeah?” They walked into a storage closet near the sports fields.
Mikey revealed a big hickey on his neck, “I’m stuck wearing turtlenecks because of you.” The words came out with a hint of playfulness.
“You love it,” Takemichi accused.
Mikey pursed his lips, “I would love it if you at least waited until you broke up with your-”
Takemichi leaned in and kissed him to shut him up.
“What are you doing?!” Mikey questioned, pushing him away. “We’re in public-”
“Oh,” Takemichi felt the rejection flood over him, making it hard to speak. “I just-”
Mikey looked towards the door again, before giving him a peck on the lips, “Just… be careful.” He paused, turning towards the door, “I don’t want people to think you’re a cheater or I’m a homewrecker or something-”
But I am … Takemichi couldn’t help but think. He looked away from Mikey with an uncomfortable expression on his face, “I’m working on it.”
Mikey hummed before walking towards the door. He looked back as he put his hand on the doorknob, “Wait a couple minutes before you leave so it doesn’t look suspicious.”
There was an awkward pause as Mikey turned again to open the door.
“Sorry you have to hide your neck,” Takemichi blurted.
“You’re not sorry-” Mikey turned back again with a laugh. He turned the door knob and stepped out without looking back.
“You’re right.” Takemichi wasn’t sure if Mikey heard the response.