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Tadashi's hair was soft. When he was lying down with his back to Jiro, the two of them sharing a bed, Jiro couldn't help but run his fingers down it, hoping that it wouldn't wake him up. He always had it tied with that low ponytail, so it was only at night that he could do that. As he absent-mindedly played with the dark locks, Jiro found himself wondering how had things ended up like that… Not like he minded it.
He had started 'dating' (he still didn't use that word) Tadashi on a whim, because he was simply curious about him and wanted to understand the man better. But there was no doubt that there were feelings between them— Jiro could feel them whenever Tadashi got a bit too close or said something embarrassing to tease him, and of course whenever they touched.
Even now, he wasn't sure if he really knew Tadashi better. He was weird and crazy… but they surprisingly got along well when they talked properly, even if many times his personality gave Jiro more than one headache.
''Hm…'' When he heard Tadashi's voice, Jiro moved his hand away, suddenly self-conscious. Tadashi turned to him and smiled sleepily, his annoyingly pretty face making Jiro's cheeks warm. ''You can't sleep?''
''Kinda. It's fine, though… You can keep sleeping.'' Even though he said that, Jiro already knew Tadashi wouldn't listen to him.
As expected, Tadashi didn't even bother replying and just held Jiro's hand under the blankets. It seemed like he had woken up in a good mood and cuddly… Jiro tried to act like usual, but his heart was racing. He cursed himself for having no relationship experience, he hated looking like a dumbass like that.
It also made him remember something Tadashi said before, and his mind went in an unpleasant direction. ''Hey… you said other people had brought you to their room before, right?''
''Yes, although no men did.'' To Jiro, that didn't matter at all. It made that disgusting feeling spread on his chest whether it had been women or men. ''Are you maybe feeling jealous?''
''That's not it, idiot.'' He looked away, making it crystal clear that that was definitely it.
Usually, Tadashi would make fun of him, but he wasn't in that kind of mood, and Jiro's cute expression was making him soft inside. ''Truthfully, there were people who attempted that sort of thing with me… But it never went anywhere.''
''Huh?'' Jiro raised his head again, looking at Tadashi's black eyes.
''None of the students here have actually lay a finger on me.''
That didn't mean he had no experience prior to college, but that answer was enough for Jiro at the moment. He blushed when Tadashi leaned closer, their noses nearly touching. He was so close and his hands were wrapping around Jiro's lower back…
''...So, you don't have anything to be jealous about.'' He said in a low, quiet voice. Jiro was sure he was doing it on purpose at that point, but he wouldn't show how weak he was feeling, he wasn't like that.
''I-I see. Not like I care.''
''Keep being stubborn if that's what you want.'' Before Jiro could talk back, Tadashi was kissing him, pressing their lips together and shutting him up. He loved bickering with him, of course, but there were things even better than that, like seeing Jiro's tough act slowly dissolve as he melted into his arms.
Seeing that he wasn't pushing him away, Tadashi slipped his tongue into Jiro's mouth, earning a little gasp from him that made his chest flutter with pure affection. He wasn't the type of person to become infatuated with someone like that, but Jiro was special to him, had always been. He made feelings arise inside of him that he never knew he had.
Jiro's hands clenched to Tadashi's back as he sighed, kissing him back. He was still nervous and embarrassed like hell, but it wasn't like the first time they kissed, when he couldn't even properly reciprocate it. The wet sounds between them made his heart hammer in his chest, and he couldn't understand how did Tadashi manage to stay composed every time. Was it impossible to fluster him? It was starting to piss him off.
No, Tadashi was human, and he had expressed many times how much he loved Jiro. There had to be a way to make him be the one to blush and stutter for once. With this one goal in mind, Jiro's hands moved impulsively shoving Tadashi into the bed with Jiro now hovering on top of him. Their positions were always inverted, so Tadashi was surprised for a second, soon smiling again.
''This is unexpected. Not like I'm upset about it.''
''Just shut up…'' This time, Jiro was the one to initiate the kiss, letting out a groan that Tadashi happily swallowed as they made out. One of his hands traveled to the hem of Tadashi's shirt, pushing it up to expose his stomach and stroke it gently. This was supposed to embarrass Tadashi, but the simple act of touching his boyfriend's warm skin in that position while kissing was making Jiro flustered instead.
However, he wasn't one to give up. He kept going, his nails tracing Tadashi's side but never going higher, this was supposed to be only teasing after all. Finally, he felt Tadashi's breath hitch against his lips, and broke the kiss to look at his face properly.
Jiro blushed up to his ears when he saw Tadashi's expression. He was softly panting, his cheeks slightly red and smile forgotten. More than embarrassed, it looked…
Jiro stopped his track of thought immediately and smirked to hide how crazy his mind was going at the sight. ''H-Hah, seems like I found one of your weaknesses. To think that the Tadashi Kunai is so ticklish!''
With a neutral expression, Tadashi held Jiro's waist, staring at his dumb face for a few seconds. Then, he switched their positions, this time Jiro being the one pushed down with Tadashi above him.
''...I believe you had your share of fun already, no?'' He added a grin to his words that told Jiro that nothing good was happening. ''I think it's my turn to enjoy myself.''
Jiro was definitely going to regret testing Tadashi.