2 Works by yosukesaurus
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Yosuke could only stare down at him, his silver hair as it tickled his jaw, the sight causing his knees to go weak. Everything felt so incredibly warm and simultaneously dangerous, terror ripping another whine from his throat.
He felt as if he could so easily scream and alert his parents or even grab his phone from his pocket and dial the police while Yu obliviously fed, but even those were beyond him in his adrenaline-drenched state. It hurt. Hurt like hell. But it was also something else. Something that made his knees shake and his breath hitch, not just from fear.
Yu’s body felt like stone. Cold, immovable… Not Yu.He didn’t even know if he wanted him to stop, or if he wanted him to do it right. Like he’d imagined, in the dark, a hundred guilty nights.
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“You know,” Adachi said finally, voice low, almost swallowed by the dark cab. “If you’re looking for a bar, I know a place that won’t card us twice.”
He didn’t glance over. His thumbs tapped once, twice against the wheel, restless. Waiting for something that wasn’t going to be said.
“Or we could just... not go anywhere.”
Dojima’s eyes followed the tree line near the station, then the empty street beyond. The quiet stretched. The night outside was still, and the car felt like it was holding its breath with them.
“...Get in the back seat.”
Adachi’s brain short-circuited.
For a second, the sentence just seemed ridiculous. His mind raced through all the stupid retorts he could throw out—“In your dreams,” or “Buy me dinner first,” or “Is this a joke?”—but every one of them fizzled out before reaching his tongue, leaving only the sound of his pulse in his ears.