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He didn’t expect to wake up like this.
He expected this to be a normal overnight stay at a friends home.. Kuboyasu, Kaidou, Nendou, Hairo, and Saiki had all grouped together and planned an overnight stay at Hairo’s house the previous day. It wasn’t for any special occasion at all- simply for the fact that they hadn’t had one in a while, and it was fun to stay the night with friends and act like immature children once again.
The first few hours were nothing but non stop pillow fights. Some team games, solo games, and huge group games that definitely wore out all of the boys, well- except Saiki, who had sat out for the majority of the games. As usual. There was only a small break for food and drink, before Hairo had naturally passed out at 8pm sharp. However the others stayed awake until early hours of the morning, passing out on their futons, pillows scattered everywhere from the aftermath from the fight.
Kuboyasu thoroughly remembered falling asleep alone. Not.. like this.
The smaller boy was pressed up against his broad chest, cheek squashed, hair even messier than usual, and his eyebrows twitching occasionally as he dreamed.
It was around..5- no, 6am, and the peach sun was barely peeking over the horizon at this point. Birds softly tweeted up above, followed by the small fluttering of wings to and from trees, and distant vehicles from the streets below rumbled. These were the only sounds that could be heard on this.. strangely peaceful morning. For a town so chaotic, this was indeed a good change for once.
His eyes took a while to adjust to the morning glow of the sun before he actually noticed Kaidou clinging onto him. Of course it was a shock to him, even more so that he hadn’t felt the other shuffle out of his own futon and towards his own during the night, and he wondered if this was.. intentional or not. Kaidou wasn’t particularly an affectionate person, or- well.. from what he could tell. The boy usually kept to himself at school, only occasionally grabbing onto people when scared (usually by Nendou) as a natural reaction, like most people did.
Kuboyasu wasn’t particularly sure on what to do at this moment. It wasn’t really everyday that you woke up cuddled up besides a classmate.
However, when looking at the others that slept around the two of them, he realised that it probably wouldn’t be the greatest idea to allow kaidou to continue cuddling like this.
So... he moved. Very slowly. Waking Kaidou at a moment like this- it would just make everything even more awkward than it already was. Well- it was awkward for Kuboyasu, at least. He hadn’t even cuddled with a *girl* yet, let alone a guy, who happened to be his best friend. Was it gay for two guys to cuddle like this..? Girls did it all the time.. but- he felt all hot and sweaty.. he hated how uncomfortably natural all of this was.. The more he watched Kaidou sleep, the more the felt those skinny arms on his chest twitch, the more he felt as if he couldn’t move away. Kaidou was so,, pure and innocent looking when he slept, which was a vast change in his usual personality of delusions and false-courage.
Huh..
...
There was a sudden movement in the sheets besides them, and Kuboyasu snapped his head towards the sound, eyes wide with fear, and feeling his heart thumping erratically in his throat.
Nendou had moved in his sleep, stuffing his pillow between his legs for comfort while letting out a low grumble of sleepy gibberish. He was still fast asleep... Thank God...
Kuboyasu took this chance to finally take a breath, glancing down at Kaidou once more.
He finally began to move away from the boy, unhooking his pale arm off from around his chest, and crawling out from the blanket onto the cold wooden floor. It seemed as if he’d been the first to wake up out of the group thankfully. Nobody could see how scarlet his face was after waking up like that..
Although, Hairo was sure to wake up soon, which had actually motivated Kuboyasu to get up and away from where Kaidou was peacefully resting.
The boy grabbed for his glasses off from the desk, pushing them up his slim nose with a small, tired exhale.
It would be best to keep quiet about this.. Simply forget and move on- this was merely an embarrassing moment he would most likely forget about in the next week or so.
It wasn’t long at all until his predictions about Hairo waking up came true. Similarly to the previous night, Hairo had opened his eyes at 6:30am sharp without the need of an alarm clock. Kuboyasu was mildly surprised with how Hairo had trained his body to wake up at these exact times, but... it was expected from an athletic male so organised and successful as he was.
“Ah- Kuboyasu! I never knew you were the type to wake so early. Do you also enjoy intense cardio and muscle-building workouts in the early hours? Starts my day off quickly!” He asked, not even taking a minute to wake himself up before beginning to do sit-ups in the spot he had woken up in. Through all this, that determined grin was still plastered all over his face.
Kuboyasu stared at him almost in disgust, clearing his throat from the morning breath that still lingered. Exercise this early..? Even for an ex-delinquent, moving his body around so early was predictably agonising.
“No, thank you.” He simply replied, swatting his hand in the air towards Hairo with a light chuckle, leaning his butt on the wooden dresser behind him.
A sweaty hand ran through his own purple hair, glancing down at Kaidou once more.
He’d be lying if he said his chest wasn’t still warm from feeling Kaidou against his own body.
However.. even after feeling all these warm feelings, there was still a thought that was bouncing around in his mind, and a huge part of him wanted to believe that it
wasn’t true.. because if Kaidou moved up to him on purpose..
He didn’t know if he could be friends with him any longer.
Being gay wasn’t exactly something Kuboyasu was keen on with everyone, especially when growing up in and around toxic environments. He was taught all the wrong, terrible things, taught how to be a shitty person rather than a person that learned to accept others for who they were. It had really changed the way Kuboyasu thought when growing up, especially when puberty had hit him hard, and thoughts about girls in particular began to become more intimate in his mind. His older gang friends would often talk about the girls they had crushes on, or the girls they had apparently ‘hooked up’ with. However, despite finding some women attractive m, Kuboyasu didn’t really have as many of these thoughts as much as his friends did.. there was the occasional daydream about a pretty lady he happened to lay eyes on, but that was rare, and most of the time his mind was empty when it came to,,, women..
Upon confessing this to his gang members, he was brutally teased for supposedly being gay, threatened that he’d get disowned and beaten if he was ever thinking about becoming attracted to a man, especially one in this biker group.
Ever since then, he’d pushed the idea onto himself that he was straight. 100% heterosexual. Was this due to fear,,,? He often wondered that himself, but to even think about a man in a sexual way made his stomach churn. To take all this in before his teenage years hasn’t even finished, it really took a huge toll on his views on life.
Of course he’d had his own theories about Kaidou’s sexuality. It was obvious by the other’s mannerisms and the way he dressed that he may be more.. ‘fruity’.. than the typical teenage boy, but Kaidou had never mentioned having a boyfriend or even the talk of a male crush. Not.. even a female crush, when thinking about it.. unless you counted Teruhashi, but that was expected that every boy had a crush on her by now.
He’d.. forget about that for now..
And slowly, one by one, everybody began to awaken. First it was Saiki, unsurprisingly, who just seemed to stay laying down, staring at the bland, cold ceiling. This was soon followed by Nendou stirring in his sleep, before he had jumped up suddenly to rush to the toilet to do his morning,, business.
Then, finally, it was kaidou, who had woken up half an hour later than anybody else, and his peaceful sleepy look was wiped off from his face as soon as his ruby eyes fluttered open.
Grey, heavy eye-bags were soon rubbed away quickly, and a loud yawn was let out as the boy stretched out his limbs. He didn’t seem to be any different than the previous day. Perhaps Kaidou hadn’t even realised what he had done during the night.
Maybe... Maybe it wasn’t even kaidou who made the first move..
“Good morning..” The smaller boy muttered, sitting up with a pillow laid firmly in his lap, and taking a short while to blink and adjust his eyesight to the room around him.
He did find it strange that he woke up in a different place than when he dozed off, but unlike Kuboyasu, he didn’t analyse it too much, instead grabbing for his phone on the floor besides him and texting his mom to tell her he had just woken up and would be home later.
Kuboyasu stared hard, so much that poor Kaidou could probably feel his scowl burn into the back of his skull.
For some reason.. Kuboyasu was angry- Maybe he found it unfair that *he* was the one to have to wake up to the scene.. that *he* was the one that had to clean it all up before anybody else noticed..
“Morning.” He hissed back, snapping his head away as buff arms folded across his clothed chest. He could easily blame his temper on him simply not being a morning person, but this was much different to his usual early grumpiness.
Kaidou let out a small, frustrated huff, rubbing the back of his neck as he stood up to begin to tidy away the futon. Kuboyasu was in a particularly bad mood.. he didn’t want to bother him too much, since he had the tendency to yell, which admittedly did scare Kaidou a tiny bit- but at the same time he was worried. Kuboyasu’s morning tantrums never really lasted more than half an hour. Sometimes walking to school he’d be pissy.. but today he really did seem agitated. The way his eyebrow subtly twitched along with those angered squinted eyes.. something was definitely up.
Sleepovers weren’t particularly the best when everybody woke up the next morning. It was arguably the worst part of a sleepover. Most people usually woke up grumpy- too tired to interact with anybody in any way, such as Kuboyasu, and these people really didn’t mix well with the morning people like Hairo. Usually people often split off one by one to go home a short while after waking up- or at least that’s what happened when the boys slept over.
The question was, who would be the first to leave..?
That question was quickly answered, however, much quicker than Kaidou had initially anticipated.
He wasn’t really thinking as he glanced around at the others in the room, since it was fairly normal to check in on your friends every now and again, but he didn’t expect to turn to be greeted with soft, plum eyes that stared back down at him. They were soft for only a second, before that harsh scowl was back, and Kuboyasu turned away with bright cheeks.
Wh...
Why was..- Kuboyasu staring..? Maybe it was an accident.. like when you drift into a daydream and stare into space.. but his eyes weren’t glossy like when that usually happened. They were soft, almost sparkling for the split second they locked eyes, but the moment was ripped away when Kuboyasu shots daggers back at him.
And that was when the bigger man decided to suddenly stand up, starting to collect his spare pillow and clothes that had been scattered all over the bedroom due to the previous night’s pillow war. The items he collected were forcefully stuffed into his bag, so much that the zipper had actually popped off, and Kuboyasu let out an angered grunt as he gripped onto his bag with hot hands.
The room was painfully silent as he stamped towards the door, not even taking a second to glance back to the group before he left.
...
That would be the last time any of the boys saw him before school would begin the following week..