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Haruchiyo had always known that Kokonoi Hajime was attractive. It was a simple fact of life that everyone knew from first glance. His hair was naturally curled, his face structure was near perfect and he had the confidence that made it all worse. She had pretty boy privilege and she knew she did.
Another fact of life, however, was that Kokonoi Hajime belonged to Inui Seishu. Well, it was more so an unspoken rule than a fact honestly. Hajime and Seishu had had something going on for as long as anyone could remember them being in the gang scene. Even if they seemed to be going through a rough patch they were still each other’s and that was a fact.
So, while Haru was aware that Hajime was attractive and had maybe thought of fucking them, they were off limits. There was no reason to even try anything, and Haru considered them both friends. He didn’t want to ruin his friendship with them because he wanted to have sex with Haji.
And then Seishu approached her.
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“Haru-kun.”
Haruchiyo pauses, looking up from his drink. Senju had asked her to brainstorm a few video ideas for later this year (ie, they needed more holiday themed things), so she had decided to visit her favorite cafe to do so. They also hadn’t planned to see any of their friends, so when they look up they’re surprised to see Inui.
“Hello Inui-kun,” he greets, sitting up straighter. She tilts her head. “To what do I owe the pleasure?”
“May I?” He gestures to the seat across from them.
He nods, setting down his pencil, his full attention now on him. Inui sits, legs crossed. Today he wore a new pair of heels that Haruchiyo hadn’t seen before, and a pretty red dress. The dress showed off his calves as well as his shoulders while being tight, showing off curves. Inui was always stunning and he knew it, something he shared with Koko. They were both pretty boys and they walked around like they knew it because they did .
They sit in silence for a few seconds. During that time Haru stares at Inui unashamed, knowing she has the excuse that he approached her. What? Pretty people were pretty people, friends or not. Plus Inui spends the whole time debating something in his head, well, most likely. All Haru can see is him chewing on his lip thoughtfully.
Finally, Haru decides they'll end his misery. “How can I help you today, Inui-kun?” He asks, propping his head on his hand, trying to give off an air of curiosity.
Inui debates for a few more seconds before sighing. “I know you want to fuck Koko.”
Haruchiyo freezes, breaths faltering. She sits up straight, eyebrows furrowed. “Hah?” They ask, trying to not let it show how nervous they are.
Inui leans forward in his seat. “Don’t deny it unless you can honestly tell me that you don’t want to,” he demands bluntly.
Haru blinks. It’s his turn to chew on his lip thoughtfully, hands moving to clasp nervously on the table. It is true. She’s wanted to fuck Koko for awhile, but honestly? They respect them too much for it to be a quick fuck or a one night stand if anything happened. She was an amazing person, if weird (like all of them weren’t) and she deserved better than a quick fuck. He liked him a lot, not like Rin or Ran but still a lot . It was similar but still different.
She sighs. “I can’t deny it, Inui-kun,” they reply. “But that doesn’t mean I’m going to jump their bones. I know she belongs to you.”
Inui blinks once, twice, before shaking his head. “I’m not upset or anything,” he explains. “I’m actually here to talk about letting you fuck Koko.”
….
“ Hah? ”
The blond cracks a smile, it was quite the feat to confuse the fuck out of Haruchiyo. Well, visibly at least. He got confused, like any normal person, but he was really good at masking it. At that moment though? She had no chance to even try, she was caught off guard.
“You’re aware I’m aceflux, right?” Inui asks.
Haru nods numbly. “Yeah, you came out a long time ago, Inui-kun.”
He nods. “I’m aware. However Koko is very hypersexual. We do have sexual intimacy but I’ve known for a very long time that I can’t always give him what he needs. They need and want sex more than I can provide. After talking it out, the only person we would want to help fill that need would be you, Haru-kun.”
Haruchiyo takes a few seconds to process. It was a lot of information, okay? And, well, they had never thought they’d have any sort of chance with Koko. He would never risk his friendship with Inui and Koko, plus in his opinion she was way out of his league. But here she was, being offered just that on a silver platter.
“Koko-kun’s really okay with this? And you are? We all know how possessive you are, Inui-kun,” they ask, fiddling nervously.
“I wouldn't be here asking if we weren't, Haru-kun,” Inui reassures. “Honestly? You're the only one I trust with him like that and I already know he wants to fuck you.”
Haru blinks. “Huh? Wait, what?” He was highly unaware of that tidbit.
Inui chuckles. “It may be forward of me, especially since Koko isn’t here right now, but we’re both well aware you’re attractive. You’re very pretty, Haru-kun, and we both have enough of an emotional connection with you that we know this won’t ruin our friendship. Neither side are looking for romance with each other, Koko and I don’t love anyone romantically outside each other, but we want to offer you a place in our bed because we trust you and you’re the only one we’d be willing to have.”
Haruchiyo takes a few moments to think that over. It was a nice offer, he could admit. Koko was a beauty, something everyone knew, and only one person on this Earth got to touch in a non-platonic way. And now the offer was being extended to them; Akashi Haruchiyo. He would love to take it, honestly, but…
“Can I talk to Rin and Ran first?” She asks. “I’d understand if you want to keep this lowkey but since they’re my partners…” they trail off, looking down at their drink.
“Take your time, Haru-kun,” Inui reassures. “Just text or call us when you have your answer. Talk to anyone you’d like, this won’t be a secret if you agree, Koko is too hands on.”
Haru nods. “Alright, thank you Inui-kun.”
Inui nods and stands. Before he can walk away, a grin spreads across his face. He leans in close, their faces mere centimeters apart.
“If you do end up agreeing, Haru-kun, I do hope you call me Seishu one day.”
And then he’s gone, leaving a flustered Haruchiyo in his wake.
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Of course, the next step was to talk to his partners and their partners.
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“Haru-chan! Open up!”
Haruchiyo looks up from his laptop, checking the time. He curses softly, standing from his work chair and rushing to get the door. She had gotten caught up in editing and totally forgot she invited Rindou, Ran, Izano and Kakucho over. Well, they had also invited the twins but they had been busy.
“You’re late,” Rindou informs as he enters, taking his shoes off in the genkan. Ran, Izana and Kakucho follow suit before Haru leads them to the living area.
“Sorry, I lost track of time,” he apologizes, moving to the kitchen to start preparing tea. “Make yourselves at home, I’ll have tea out in a second.”
“Is everything okay?” Izana calls back from the living area. “You never usually call for all six of us.”
“I just want to talk about something important,” she calls back, setting the tea pot on a tray along with 5 cups.
They walk back into the living area, placing the tray on the coffee table and pouring them each a cup of tea. After that he takes his cup and sits down in his chair, the one that everyone knows is reserved for him in his house.
“Sooooo, Haru-chan, how can we help?” Ran asks, head tilted, a glint in their eyes.
Haru sighs, sipping at her tea. “Inui-kun approached me the other day with an offer,” they start, chewing on their lips thoughtfully.
“What kind of offer?” Izana raises an eyebrow, a curious smile on his face. Her tea is in her hands which swirl in a circle absentmindedly.
“Is he finally going to do modeling?” Rindou asks.
Haru snorts. “I think that ship has sailed, Rin,” he shakes his head. “No, uh, Inui-kun offered me a place in his and Koko-kun’s bed to have sex with Koko-kun.”
Kakucho spits out his drink once the words leave their mouth. Rindou blinks in surprise while twin smirks make their way across Izana and Ran’s faces.
“Oh ho ho, the same Koko-kun that you’ve wanted to fuck since-”
“Ran, quiet,” Haru hisses, cheeks tinting pink.
“Inui Seishu? The same Inui Seishu who’s even more possessive over Kokonoi Hajime than Mikey-kun and Izana are over their people because he’s monogamous and they’re polyamorous?” Kakucho asks incredulously.
“Well, Inui-kun said the only person the both of them would trust with Koko-kun is me and that they’re not looking for romance, which I’m not either. He also called me attractive and pretty, so I’m not sure how I didn’t just say yes on the spot-” she trails off, hiding her face by sipping at her tea again.
“Why didn’t you say yes, Haru-chan?” Izana asks curiously, head tilted. “Everyone here is well aware you’ve wanted to fuck Koko-kun for awhile and this would be, well, permission to do just that.”
“Well, first, I’m already in a relationship with two separate people and it seems unfair to just get into another one without properly talking to them about it,” they start, fingers fiddling absentmindedly around their cup. “And, well, while I want to do it, I’m not sure if it’s a good idea.”
“Well, you know me, I don’t mind as long as they treat you right and we all know Inui-kun and Koko-kun would,” Rindou speaks up.
Ran nods. “Yep! Very glad you want to talk to us first, baby, but I really don't mind,” they give a grin.
“Why wouldn’t it be a good idea?” Kakucho asks. “You want to have sex with Koko-kun and she wants to have sex with you. Inui-kun clearly is okay with it as he approached you about it.”
Haruchiyo hums, thinking over in his head how to explain it.
It’s not that she didn’t want to accept, she really really does. However, no matter how confident they acted they were kinda very insecure. Especially about his body. She knew her figure was sought out a lot; it’s how she became such a big slut in the area after all, but… Koko and Inui were just so effortlessly pretty and they fucking knew it. They carried themselves around with confidence, daring anyone to refute them because they knew they couldn’t. Not with their looks.
And Haru? Yeah, people called them pretty but they didn’t really feel pretty. Especially in bed. Sex was one of the only ways he knew how to love and he knew Ran and Rindou loved him effortlessly no matter what; they proved it whenever they could. But Koko? Koko had the chance to bed with Inui whenever Inui was comfortable with it. How do you compare with that?
“Ah, I get it,” Ran stands, placing their cup on the table. They float over to stand in front of her, leaning forward so their faces are close. “Haru-chan, you’re thinking about Koko-kun and Inui-kun’s effortless beauty, no?” They raise an eyebrow, head tilted.
Haruchiyo sighs, deflating slightly. They nod slowly, looking away from Ran’s face.
Ran clicks their teeth. “It’s a real shame, Haru-chan, that you can never see how effortlessly pretty you are,” they reach a hand up to hold his chin, forcing him to look at them. “Somewhere along the way you got it into your head that you’re average, which is quite untrue. In fact, it’s one of the biggest lies I’ve ever heard.” They grin, their eyes flashing, all predatory. Haru shivers under the look.
“Ohhh, is our dear Haru-chan feeling insecure?” Rindou speaks up, moving closer to stand at her side, crouching down so they’re face to face. “Say, did you ever even consider the fact that Inui-kun and Koko-kun chose you because they also see how effortlessly pretty you are, Haru-chan? You spent hours editing, enough so you lost track of time and didn’t get prepared at all for us and yet you’re as pretty as when you do put on fancy clothes and makeup,” they grin. “ We clearly see it, so why wouldn’t they?” He quirks his eyebrow, imploring.
Haruchiyo groans, hiding their face in their hands. He can feel as Rindou and Ran back off, both aware their words had hit something inside him.
“They’re not wrong,” Izana speaks up, breaking the soft silence that had fallen over the group. “I’m not interested in you in any way romantically or sexually, Haru-chan, but it’s easy to see how pretty you are. You cover yourself in layers, physically and metaphorically, to hide yourself while you go out or when you film. And I’m assuming when one night stands and hookups saw what was under, they’d get greedy or mean, spouting bullshit that hit too close to home. But you let us, including Koko-kun and Inui-kun, see what’s under those layers whenever we want and we see how beautiful you are, Haru-chan. We really do.”
Haruchiyo sighs, melting into her chair, staring at the ceiling. “I didn’t mean to get this emotional, but it’s just… scary. I trust Koko-kun and Inui-kun, they’re my friends, but it’s always scary to let people in beneath the layers and then even beneath my skin. What if they take one look at me and realize I’m not as pretty as them?”
“Well, that’s never going to happen,” Ran rolls their eyes fondly. “However, you need to let them make that decision. You’re not going to get anywhere with them if you make the decision for them. Let them see you first, I know they’ll see what we see.”
Kakucho nods. “At the end of the day, it’s whatever you’re comfortable with, Haru-chan. But it’s Koko-kun and Inui-kun. If they say they trust you then they trust you. You just need to trust them back, trust that they’ll still take care of you and want you at your most vulnerable.”
Haru looks at each of them in front of them, studying their faces. All of them are being open and honest, he can tell.
“Oh, fuck it,” she decides, pulling out her phone. They find Inui’s contact and don’t hesitate to call him.
He picks up after the first ring.
“Haru-kun, hello,” he greets.
“Are you with Koko-kun right now?” He asks quickly.
“Yes, let me put you on speaker,” there’s some shuffling sounds before- “I’m here, Haru-kun,” Koko’s voice filters through the speaker of her phone.
“Hi, yes,” they take a deep breath. “I’ve talked to my partners and I’d love to accept your offer if it still stands.” He had taken a few days to get a reply, so he would understand if the offer was null now.
Koko laughs. “Yes, Haru-kun, it still stands. Inupi told you to take your time, remember?”
Haru chuckles. “Yeah, I remember.”
“Are you free to come over right now?” Inui asks. “Not exactly for sex but-” he cuts himself off, seemingly nervous.
“We want to talk about boundaries and stuff,” Koko fills in. “We don’t have to today, but if you’re free we are as well.”
Haru looks at the others, moving his phone away from his ear. “Are you guys okay here? I know I promised movie night, but-”
“Yeah, yeah, go have fun,” Izana waved her off with a smirk. “Tell them we say hi?”
They nod, bringing their phone back to their ear. “I’ll be there soon, I just need to get dressed.”
“Don’t,” Koko says a bit forcefully. “I mean-” he immediately backtracks. “You don’t have to. We want you to be comfortable, so feel no need to get all dolled up or anything. It’s just going to be us.”
Haruchiyo melts. “I’ll be there in ten, okay?”
“See you then, Haru-chan,” Inui says, the grin easy to hear in his tone.
“Yeah, see you then, Inui, Koko.”
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Talking about boundaries came next, because of course it did. They were important and Haru hated making his friends uncomfortable. With her one night stands and hookups she didn’t really have boundaries, but she did with Ran and Rindou, so she knew it would be like that.
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“Haru-chan!” Koko is the one to greet him when the door opens, a smile on his face. “Come in! Would you like anything to drink?”
She shakes her head at the offer, smiling softly. “No thank you, Koko-kun.”
Koko pouts. “Awww, back with the honorifics again?” She complains, crossing her arms.
They laugh. “I don’t have to, Koko, if that’s what you prefer.”
Koko smiles. “We both do. We hope, someday, even if we’re not dating that you feel comfortable enough to use our first names,” he informs, all sincere and genuine.
“You are too much, it hasn’t even been a day,” Haru informs, a grin on his face. “Where’s Inui? We’re going to need all three of us if we’re talking about boundaries and such.”
“Inupi will be out a second,” Koko replies, sitting down in the middle of his couch. Haru takes the seat at her left but turns so her body is facing hers, back leaning against the armrest.
“I’m here,” the blond informs, popping up out of nowhere. He runs a hand through his hair before sitting at Koko’s side, leaning down to give him a quick kiss and then mirroring how Haru sits. “Sorry, I spilled soda on my shirt,” he explains.
“So… how do we start this?” Haruchiyo asks after a few moments of silence.
“Well, the first thing I’d like to preface is you’ll only be having sex with Koko,” Inui starts. “Again, I’m aceflux but I lean towards less sex than more. And, if you’re comfortable, the first time you guys do it I’d like to watch.”
Haruchiyo nods. “That’s more than fair, Inui, and I really don’t mind.” To Haru it sounded sweet, honestly.
Mitsuya was the same a lot, he was very asexual but he liked to watch and get involved enough to hold hands, maybe give instructions, and help with aftercare. She liked to watch her partners be loved and give love.
“Also, after the first time, you don’t need my permission to have sex,” he adds. “I mean, I’d like to know before walking into my bedroom and finding you guys fucking or if Koko’s going to be out for long, but if you’re both down to fuck then fuck.”
Haruchiyo worries their lip between their teeth. “Are you sure? Cause-”
Koko cuts him off. “If Inupi says it, then he’s sure,” they reassure. “He doesn’t really lie and doesn’t say things he doesn’t want to, you know this.”
Haru nods, sighing. “Sorry, I just don’t want to overstep or anything.”
“Well, we’re both sound in our relationship, Haru-chan, so you won’t. We love each other and we know it. We both need this, too, it’s not just about me it’s about Inupi too. He doesn’t like seeing me upset but he used to force himself to have sex sometimes for me. I don’t like that, and with you, he won’t have to. But also, your feelings matter. Kinks and non-kinks can be talked about another time, but if there are any boundaries you would like to set, please let us know right now.”
Haruchiyo digests all that information before looking down. He strokes his chin in thought, trying to think of anything he’d have to preface.
“Uh, not really besides like, no lewd photos or videos please. Of me or of you sent to me. I’m still a popular Youtube with my sister and the internet isn’t really crazy about the type of relationship I have or that we’re going to have. Not that I have to hide you or anything, but-”
“No lewds,” Inui nods. “We get it. If that spread it’s not about the fact that we’re AMAB or that we’re polyamorous/open, it’s the simple fact that they’re lewds of you or being sent to you.”
Haruchiyo nods. “Other than that, I’m good. You know I don’t do romance and you guys aren’t looking for it, so I’m good to go.”
“That was quicker than I thought it would be,” Koko says after a moment.
“Well, I was a slut for a long time so I don’t have a lot of boundaries that could be crossed,” she rubs the back of her neck with an awkward feeling smile.
“Just tell us if we cross a line, okay?” Inui demands. “We’re still your friends, Haru-chan, and we don’t want to see you hurt.”
“I will, I will,” they reassure. “And I return the sentiment, you’re my friends so please let me know if I overstep or cross a boundary.”
“We will, don’t worry,” Koko reassures. “Want to talk kinks now? Since we have the time?”
Haru grins. “Yes please.”
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Of course, it wasn’t easy from there. Mostly from outside forces. Even if Seishu was possessive, somewhere along the line Koko in his head became Koko and Haruchiyo. That always sent something pleasant down Haru’s spine but he never mentioned it. She didn’t really need to, they understood each other and that was enough.
Even though they wouldn’t really call Hajime a partner, they were still something . That’s all that mattered. The pair saw him as theirs, someone on equal footing with them, someone just as pretty and intelligent and enough. She was theirs and she was probably the only thing they were willing to share with others since they were heavily aware that she was polyamorous with two other partners.
Doesn’t mean that just anybody got to put their greasy hands on them, though.
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“Have you seen Ran or Rin?” Haru crowds into Seishu and Hajime’s space, not off put or deterred by the heavy makeout session they were having. “They promised to drive Yuzuha-chan home.”
“I think Rin-kun’s dancing with Souya-kun,” Seishu informs. “Ran-kun went to the bathroom earlier, I don’t know if they came back out. I think Takemichi-kun is sober and heading home with Hina-chan soon, so you can get them to take her. Is she wasted?”
Haru nods, taking out his phone to text Hakkai, Yuzuha and Takemichi. “Yeah, she was celebrating the lack of Taiju in her life.”
Seishu grins, raising a glass. “To the lack of Taiju in our lives!”
Hajime cheers, reaching his glass up to clink against Seishu’s. Haru doesn’t have a drink but she gives a cheer, grinning.
“Alright, I’m going to go grab some more drinks, want anything?” Haru pushes themself away from the table, looking back at the pair.
“Shots!” Hajime requests, a glint in her eyes.
Haru nods with a smirk and then bounces off to the bar. He’s quick to order what he wants along with the shots he knows Hajime and Seishu like. She waits patiently for her order, thinking absentmindedly of the next date night. Every other week or so them, Ran, Rindou, Izana, Kakucho, Souya, Nahoya, Hajime and Seishu would have a ‘date night’ of sorts. Sometimes some people couldn’t make it but they didn’t cancel it unless there were only like, three or four of them who could make it. Tonight was one of those nights but some of their friends and partners decided to tag along as well, with permission of course.
There's a lot of people in the club and at the bar, so Haru doesn't mind too much waiting. He worked as a server for a bit so he knows what it's like to be overworked. He doesn't want to pressure a bartender. Yet.
“Hey there, pretty thing,” Haru feels someone sidle up to her and looks up, eyebrows furrowed.
It's a man. He's aesthetically attractive, easy on the eyes, but when they realize it's not one of their friends or partners their nose wrinkles.
“Can I buy you a drink at all, doll?” He asks, an eyebrow raised, accenting the pet name.
Haruchiyo shakes his head. “Sorry, I’m waiting for drinks to bring back for my friends,” she explains, scooting over a little. He was a little too close for comfort but it wasn’t anything that they couldn’t handle.
“Aww, come one sweetheart,” he moves closer, a saccharin grin on his face. “I don’t see any friends, you don’t need to lie to me.”
Haruchiyo grimaces, attempting to distance himself again and running into an empty stool. “They’re at a booth, waiting for me,” he responds, voice icy. “I suggest you back up.”
“Or what? What can someone with as pretty a face as yours do?” He crowds into her space, trapping her against the counter, leering down at her.
Haru scowls, glowering up at the man. He’s taller than them, and bulkier, his body efficiently blocking them. That doesn’t mean he’s out of options, he was in a gang for years for a reason, but he really doesn’t want to cause a bar fight right now. She’s a split second away from kneeing the man in the balls when he hears a familiar voice.
“Haru-chan,” Hajime purrs as they strut over, a dangerous glint in their eyes. “Who’s your new friend?” He quirks an eyebrow, silently asking if the man was wanted or not.
“Unwanted,” they reply with a scowl, glaring up at the man. He forcefully moves one of his arms away and slips away to stand at Hajime’s side. A second later Seishu is on her other side, hand gripping Hajime’s waist tight when he notices the gaze on the man.
Now he’s not only staring at Haru like she’s a piece of cake but Hajime as well. Right in front of Seishu. This random man was staring at the only two people in the world Inui Seishu had a possessive hold over. He had a death wish, clearly.
“You have five seconds to leave,” Seishu informs.
“And what can you do?” The man crowds close again, a leer on his face. “You’re probably nothing but a-” he groans, cutting himself off.
Haru looks down and grins at the sight of Seishu’s knee buried in the man’s balls.
“I said leave ,” he repeats, voice darkening slightly.
The man gives a strained smile, holding his balls as he turns and practically runs away.
Haru laughs, head thrown back, eyes closed. “What an asshole!” They complain, grinning maniacally. “I could’ve handled it, but that was hot as fuck,” he informs, leaning into Hajime, smiling at the pair.
“You took too long,” Hajime informs, grabbing her chin and looking her over.
“Well, the drinks took forever and then an asshole decided he wanted a bite out of me even when I said no,” they reply, grinning like a maniac.
“I think those are our drinks,” Seishu points out, gesturing to the counter. The bartender there grins, looking a tad apologetic.
“On the house,” he replies, gesturing to the assortment. “Sorry about the asshole, security’s clearing him out right now. I called them as soon as I saw what was happening.”
Seishu nods, leaning forward to grab his drinks. “Thank you.”
Hajime grabs their drinks and then Haru grabs his. Together the three of them head back to their booth where Rindou and Souya are waiting, the latter sitting in the former’s lap as they talk. Haru slides in beside them while Seishu and Hajime take the other side.
“Ran and Nahoya already left,” Rindou informs, downing a shot in front of him. “We’ll be leaving soon, Kaku got drunk and Izana drove him home earlier. Where’s Yuzuha-chan?”
“She got shitfaced so we had Hina-chan and Takemichi-kun take her home,” Haru explains, leaning against the pair. “Want some?” She offers her drink to Souya, sticking her tongue out at Rindou when they try to take it, moving it away.
They nod, taking the drink and sipping at it. It wrinkles its nose at the taste and hands it over to Rindou.
“You waited that long for that?” Souya asks, downing the shot they brought with them.
“Nah, there was an asshole who tried to corner me. Seishu kneed him in the nuts,” Haru explains, taking the drink back from Rindou and downing it in one go. They wrinkle their nose. “You're right, that was shit.”
“Another one?” Rindou wrinkles his nose, picking up one or Haru's shot and drowning it. “Why do people also approach our Haru-chan?” They complain.
“She's been being approached by dickheads since, what, you were 16?” Souya asks, leaning its head on its partner's shoulder. “Some would even approach after or before meetings. You should've seen the looks Mikey-kun and Draken-kun would give them.”
“They were interrupting meetings,” Haru replies. “Sides, they were mostly adult men. I was desperate but not that desperate.”
“I remember some of those,” Hajime speaks up. “Mikey-kun was always terrifying, honestly. The look on his face.”
“Well, there were adult men trying to fuck something he considers his,” Seishu replies. “I would do the same with Koko when people would approach him.”
“And now me,” Haru replies with a grin. “You should’ve seen Seishu’s face, he was pissed .”
“Rightfully so,” Hajime says, rolling his eyes.
“He was crowding you even after you said no,” Seishu responds.
“Don’t worry, I was about to knee him in the balls as well,” Haru says, downing his last shot. “Now, someone come dance with me.”
-
Haruchiyo belonged to Rindou and Ran, both were his partners separately. She belonged to Izana and Kakucho, he had been with Tenjiku for enough time that they considered her theirs. They belonged to Mikey and Toman, they always would, they were childhood friends and Mikey had always had a possessive hold over them even if they weren’t dating.
And now he also, somehow, belonged to Hajime and Seishu. She and Hajime weren’t exactly partners and they would never label each other as that, but she still belonged to them and now always would.