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You have always been curious to see what sex and being in a relationship is all about; it doesn’t seem that interesting. You’re fine being single and inexperienced in every way… but there’s that side of you that’s itching with curiosity. But who would be willing to be the first for those things?
Yuuji would probably say yes but that’d be too embarrassing and he’s the one you’re crushing on. How could you impress him if you're fumbling around and obviously inexperienced?
Megumi would just say no. He wouldn’t even try to be nice about it and everyone knows that even though he’s bisexual, he favors men.
Todo is just way too intimidating and you 're nothing close to his type, your short and have an average sized ass. He’d probably just laugh and walk away, leaving you with shame and embarrassment from even asking.
Inumaki would say no. That's it.
You could ask the girls, you know they would never laugh or make fun of you for still being a virgin in every way possible, like haven’t even had your first kiss yet possible, but it would still be a blow to your pride.
There is one person you could ask who would probably say yes… but you didn’t particularly want to get involved with him. It’s not a secret that all of his past girlfriends were thoroughly pleased with his performance. Doing it with someone so experienced would probably make you feel small and stupid. And you hated feeling small and stupid. So that means choso is out.
You sighed. Your head had been doing way too much thinking, and all you wanted to do was crawl into a ball and cry. You didn’t even make any progress in your “no longer virgin” plan except that every boy you knew was out of the question.
It’s not even like you wanted to have sex that badly, you just wanted to know what it was like and to learn the basics for when you eventually would want to have sex with someone you were interested in.
You sigh again. This will never go anywhere you think. Suddenly you wish you had gone with Nobara to the party in the city. You needed to get out of this stuffy room immediately, embarrassed you had even made up the “no longer virgin” plan.
You check your phone to see that it’s only a little past midnight… you could still make it in time if you hurried and abandoned your usual makeup. Basic eyeliner would just have to do for the night.
In a rush you threw your closet doors open, looking for the black dress you always wore to parties. It made your tits look bigger and your ass look fatter. It was a magical dress.
Finally finding it you stripped off your sweatpants and baggy tee pulling the dress over your head, you should text Nobara to let her know your coming now. She’ll be excited to see the text.
After sending the quick text and seeing the immediate “YASSSS” reply, you pull on your shoes and are on your way. Luckily the city isn’t too far away and there’s no chance of the party being copped out before getting there.
The drive is short and sweet, arriving in no time thanks to the empty streets. You knew you were close when you could hear the music while you were fixing your lipstick while waiting for the light to change.
This party was sure to put you in a better mood, well… the alcohol at the party. You’d probably just find a couch or rug to sleep on because there was no way you’d be getting behind the wheel while blackout drunk.
You did the finishing touches on your makeup, smacked your lip gloss together for one last time and made your way through the doors, immediately grabbing whatever was on the tray some pledge was holding.
You sipped it; it was vodka. Your favorite.
After a few minutes of wandering and saying hello you finally found Nobara. She was sitting on the couch in between Yuuji and Todo actively listening to them ramble about some girl who freaked out on Todo.
“She was insane!” Yuuji yelled before looking up and seeing you approach the group. He cut off with whatever he was going to say next to come rescue you from the crowd that was slowly taking you away.
“Ah, I got you!” He yelled while grabbing your arm and pulling you towards the group. He sat himself on the couch pulling you on top of his lap.
A blush fled across your cheeks.
“Can I get you anything?” He whispers into your ear, his breath fanning your already warm cheeks.
“Another one of these, please!” You say while holding up your drink.
“Yes Ma’am!” He says while lifting you off his lap and placing you back on the couch.
While Yuuji is off getting your drink, you say your hello’s and see that choso has also joined the group, you must’ve been too enthralled with Yuuji to see him.
“Hi choso.” You say.
He nods to say hello. Your guy’s relationship or whatever it is has always been confusing. Your friends? But you're also not.
Yuuji gets back shortly after you’ve finished saying your hellos and finally settled comfortably into the couch. You could honestly just stay there forever. He hands the drink to you to hold while he picks you up from the couch and placing you back on his lap.
You’ve always had these flirty interactions, and it’s obvious to everyone around you that you’re both attracted to each other, but you still won’t let anything happen until you 're more experienced. That’s just how you were.
You glance over at choso who’s looking at the encounter with a judgmental frown. What’s his problem?
You slowly join the conversation more and start finishing your drinks quicker. You could already tell that tonight was going to be a messy drunk night. Yuuji tries to keep the drinks from entering your hands slowly, but it’s no use your already four vodka drinks down and there’s no stopping you now.
Nobara ran off with some girl a little a while ago, leaving you with the boys. You felt a bit awkward even with the alcohol in your system. How would they react if they knew you considered them to be the ones to take your virginity?
After your fifth drink does Yuuji scold you for drinking so much without water in between. You knew it was dumb but you felt so stupid from earlier.
“I’m sorry.” You pout. “Can you get me a water please?” You manage to say after messing it up a few times, already slurring your words.
“Sure, babe. Anything else?” He replies. You shake your head no and try to stand so he can get up and leave, but your legs are like jelly. He helps you stand by putting his hand on the small of your back, and slowly sitting you back on the couch.
You smile, happy that you’re with Yuuji but you still can’t manage to shake that cursed plan from your head. Angry now, the smile turned to a frown and you steal the drink that Todo was drinking and downing it before he could get mad.
“What's up with you?” You hear choso ask. Of course he wants to know.
“Nothing.” You seethe angry that he even talked to you. You wanted to slap that stupid eyeliner he does right off his face.
“Sure.” He laughs.
You sit there pouting like a child waiting for Yuuji to get back with your water, but it’s taking forever and Todo just left with a girl to get another drink and probably hook up in one of the bedrooms. They make it look so easy. Any time they talk to a girl, it always ends in sex. And now that Todo left, you 're alone with choso, the last person you wanted to be alone with.
Not wanting to be alone with him for any longer, you stand to try and find Yuuji… well try to stand. Your legs still feel like jelly but after a few tries you finally make it to your feet, shakily, but you're on them.
Choso watches you with close eyes, making sure that you find your way to the kitchen safely before running into any issues. You can feel his eyes on you, never leaving until he knows you’ve arrived.
You don’t see Yuuji anywhere in the kitchen. You pout. Maybe he had gone back, and you missed him on the way there.
“Have you seen Yuuji?” You ask the boy you’ve seen him hang out with before.
“Yeah, he ran off with some chick a few minutes ago. They probably went into the bathroom.”
Your heart shatters. He had chosen a girl who’d have sex with him instead of you, who wouldn’t even let him kiss you. Of course you’d probably do the same, but it still hurt.
Slowly, tears pricked your eyes. You found water in one of the coolers and made your way back to the couch. You knew choso was there, but you were too sad about Yuuji to care.
“Hey you okay?” choso asks upon your arrival back at the couch, seeing your mascara lined cheeks.
“No.” You cry. “I came up with this stupid plan today to have someone teach me how to have sex because I don’t want to look inexperienced to him. And then I come here to feel better and he runs off with another girl. And honestly, it was such a stupid plan. I even considered you.” You cried again.
Realizing what you just said in a drunken fit, you start to cry more. Why would you tell choso of all people? You looked at him through your blurry eyes and he was closer now. So close that if you leaned in, you could kiss him.
“I’ll help you.” He says.
“What?” You say. “I don’t actually want your help. It was just the stupid in me who considered you.”
“I’m saying I’ll help you. You want someone to teach you sex? I’m good at sex, so I’ll help you.”
“You’re being serious?” You ask.
“Yes. I will help make you the best at sex.” He smiles before finally going back to his spot.
“Okay.” You say.
You wake up in the morning with no recollection of last night. All that you remember is that you went to a party and got shit drunk.
Somehow you’ve ended up back at your dorm and in your bed. You wipe the rest of sleepiness out of your eyes before slowly looking around the room.
You let out a scream seeing choso passed out on the floor, waking him in the process.
“WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE?” You yelled.
He shushes you, still not fully awake and his ears still being sensitive. “I drove you home last night and wanted to make sure you didn’t choke on your vomit. So I slept on the floor.” He says, while rubbing his eyes and letting out a yawn.
“Oh.” You say.
“Yeah. Oh.” He gruffs. “How are you feeling? I set some Advil aside last night on the table. Let me get it for you.” He says.
You watch him as he gets up and stretches his body, his shirt coming up to reveal a small glimmer of his stomach. His steps are light as he gets the Advil off the table and water from the mini fridge.
You didn’t know why he was doing this. He could’ve gone home last night after dropping you off. You weren’t a throw up drunk.
Eventually he comes back and sits on your bed while handing you the Advil and water, making sure you take it properly.
“Thank you.” You say.
“What kind of sex teacher would I be if I didn’t help you out?” He smiles.
What did he say? Sex teacher?
“Oh god.” You say as you realize what he means. “Oh god, oh god, oh god.”
“What's wrong?” He says immediately, his face covered in worry. “Are you going to throw up? Let me get you a trash can.” He says while frantically running to the trashcan in the corner.
“No! Stupid! I don’t throw up.” You say and he stops in his tracks. “Did I happen to uh tell you about my ‘no longer virgin’ plan last night?” You say while groaning into your hands.
“Well, it didn’t have a name last night, but yes. I was told about a plan and I told you I’d help you and you said okay.”
“Oh god. Please forget you ever heard that and get out! This is so embarrassing.” You say with your head still in your hands.
“Well, about that. I can’t. This is a civil duty I must see through.” He laughs.
You scream and get out of bed quickly to push him out the door. “This will never happen!” You say.
“Never say never!” He says while you slam the door in his face.
You shrink down into a ball on the floor, swimming in your own pain and embarrassment. This was awful.
You knew choso would never tell people to save himself and whatever kind of relationship you had so you didn’t have to worry about him telling people, but you knew that once he has his mind set on something he’d never give it up.
Maybe you should just let him teach you. He’s experienced after all but you can’t suffer the embarrassment that is sure to come from it. Having choso teach you how to fuck is completely out of the question. It’s an absolute no.
You crawl back into your bed, the pounding in your head calming down. You’re thankful choso was here to help you, you’d probably be half dead if he wasn’t there.
You realized choso was actually quite kind, how many other boys would stay to make sure you didn’t choke on your own vomit, who would sleep on the floor instead of the bed, and who would prepare what you needed the night before.
Before you regretted it, you pulled out your phone.
me: okay.
choso: I knew you’d come around
me: don’t make me regret this
choso: I would never
choso: I’ll see you tomorrow. Get some rest.