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Enjin never cared for being seen in any kind of act, he went around all sorts of public areas with his past hookups and gave bystanders a show. But ever since getting with Gris, things have been different. Not a bad different, Enjin is okay with anything Gris wants. The man could tell him to sit and bark like a dog and you best bet he’s sitting and barking for that man asap.
Gris is a bit shy, kind of anyway. He’s shy when it comes to being intimate, which is fine in Enjin’s books. Again, Enjin is fine with anything, absolutely anything, that Gris wants. The singular issue is that it’s so god damn hard to get a single moment with just the two of them. They can’t kiss! They can’t fucking kiss! And it’s driving Enjin mad.
The good aspect is that there’s work arounds, they both have their own rooms so they can make out there!
But then Rudo fell to the ground.
Sure, Riyo would walk in on them every now and then because she’s nosey and doesn’t seem to know what knocking is. But Rudo? Luck must hate that kid. Even Zanka isn’t as unlucky, but then again Zanka knows what knocking is, unlike Riyo.
Unfortunately, even with knocking. Rudo has the worst luck on the planet.
The first time was purely an accident, Enjin forgot to shut his door before he grabbed Gris and claimed the man as his own. Full on French kissing with the door wide open, Enjin’s hands up the man’s shirt, fly undone, shoes long gone. Enjin slowly kisses down his boyfriend’s neck and Gris just happens to open his eyes at the wrong time.
There the new kid stands, wide eyed, looks like he’s about to explode with how red his face is. Is he even breathing? Probably not, doesn’t even look like he’s blinking! Gris had never pushed Enjin off of him so fast before in his life.
“Rudo!” The older blond’s flush went from pleasure to embarrassment in a split second. “Uh… need somethin’... kiddo?” He gulps loud.
Enjin can only laugh, pushing some of his hair back with his hand. “Whoops, forgot about the door.”
“I…” Rudo blinks twice, finally registering what he just witnessed. “I think… it can wait…”
Gris doesn’t even get the chance to apologize to the boy before he runs off in a full sprint.
And that was just the first time. It never once gets better for the poor spherite.
The next time was more tame, Enjin pushed Gris up against a wall in a dark part of the hall. It was late, no one should’ve been out and about. Enjin was ecstatic, not only had he had a quick and easy clean up today, but Zanka and Rudo even got along for once today! Might as well take his good mood and mark his boyfriend up like crazy. Which was what he prioritized doing, kissing down the right column of that amazingly smooth, but also rough from battle, throat.
Gris was protesting a bit, it was out in public view after all. And oh boy was it out in public view. Gris couldn’t really see, eyes squeezed shut as he held back from being too loud. This time it was Enjin that just so happened to look to his left.
He didn’t really want to stop his hickey making, Gris couldn’t see what was going on so no harm no foul right? But Enjin knew better, so with one light kiss to his man’s lips, Enjin straightened his back and grinned at his little rat.
“Hey Rudo~” Gris had never jumped up so fastly before. “Not really a good time, kiddo.”
Rudo dropped his head, hands covering his eyes. “Mhm. Okay bye.” He talked way too fast that his words slurred together before he ran off back the way he came. Whatever he was going down this hall for was long forgotten.
“Shit. Poor kid.” Gris let his head fall back onto the wall, guilt over taking him.
“He’s gone now. Shall we continue?” Enjin gave a smug grin, leaning back to the other’s neck. He was quickly hit over the head and pushed back.
“My room. Now.” He wasn’t mad per se, but yet again the embarrassment ate away at Gris.
After the fifth time of the poor boy being at the wrong place, wrong time, the two decided to plan better. Like actually planning meetings. Well, Gris did the planning, not wanting the boy to get frightened off. He just scared the shit out of the boy after that fight with Jabber! He certainly doesn’t want to scare him off by having him see Enjin get all down on him.
And yet again, another bad timing, a bad string of luck. This time it was Gris getting down on Enjin. Full on bites littered along Enjin’s neck, making their home right next to his tattoos. Gris had his knee right up against Enjin, keeping the younger man excited for what was to come.
But it never came since there was a knock at the door. Not an issue. Whoever it is was kind enough to knock so they can come back another time. But lady luck hates Rudo Surebrec.
Gris’ door falls off of its hinges, landing with a loud thud that shook all three. Oh boy does Rudo wish he died from falling from the Sphere. Yet again the boy finds himself in a situation he dreads. And this time it’s Gris doing the act! It’s bad enough seeing Enjin do it, but he’s like a D1 pervert so it’s expected. But GRIS?
“BAHAHAHAHA!!!” Enjin dies out of laughter, falling from Gris’ arms as he lands on the bed. “OH MY GOD!!! HAHAHAHA!!!!”
“I’m sorry about…” Rudo looks down in horror at the door, “about the door…”
Gris wants to kill himself. “It’s okay…!” He calms himself just for the boy’s sake, “Sorry you had to see… again…”
Rudo can only frown before running off.
“That!” Enjin can’t control his laughter, holding his stomach tightly, “Has to be the most unluckiest kid!! HAHAHA!!!”
“S-shut up! You’ll wake the entire headquarters!” The man’s face is as red as Rudo’s eyes. Enjin can’t help but laugh louder.
It never got better. Ever, never, ever. Gris felt bad, Rudo was embarrassed to be around them since he’d seen too much, and Enjin just loved to tease them both about it. And Follo was catching strays too, because who would Rudo go to about these unlucky issues? Obviously to Follo. Yes, he did try to bring it to Riyo but Zanka stopped that right away since Riyo would encourage Rudo to watch and report back.
And Zanka definitely wasn’t going to help. So Follo it was. The supporter heard every little detail about what Rudo would see and how he honestly wanted to explode because of it. So Follo had the bright idea to try to help out, saying “Let’s talk to them and figure something out! I’m right by your side!” and oh boy.
Talk to them they sure did. After Rudo opened the door to the mess hall and bam. Right there was the table Enjin always sat at, the two of them deep into each other’s mouths. Rudo wanted to die.
Follo squeeked, not expecting the show. And that sure alerted the old man yaoi couple. The older of the two teens covered his face, and Rudo? This has to be his eighteenth time seeing this. Unfortunately, the younger boy has gotten a bit too used to it, not that it’s his fault. It’s lady luck’s fault!
“We’ll come back later.” Rudo deadpans, a blush of embarrassment adorns his face but it’s pretty light.
As the two teens walk right back out from where they came, Gris slams his head onto the table while muttering curses at the world. And Enjin? Laughing as always. Maybe if he stopped laughing and stopped touching him where eyes can see, Rudo wouldn’t witness this shit!
Thirty four. That’s the total amount of times Rudo has walked in on them. The last time was the breaking point. He seen a bit too much of both of them, way too much skin, way too much… he doesn’t want to think about it. It short, they were fucking, or getting ready too. Rudo. Wanted. To. Die.
He wanted to rip his eyeballs out, wash them in whatever chemical he can find, and then put them back hopefully with new vision that hasn’t bore witness to that shit. Rudo has had it. He is completely done. Nothing against Gris, that man is Rudo’s father without a doubt, but Enjin? Oh Rudo might just include him in his list of people to kill: people on Sphere, ENJIN.
So he came up with a plan. Have to talk to either of them? Bandana over the eyes. Entering a room that sounds too quiet? Hands over eyes. Turning a corner down a hall that looks too dark and it's late at night? Shit, not even going down that way.
It became a matter of trying not to see. Not wanting to see any more than he already has. It unfortunately didn't last long at all. There was always something that made his poor eyes see SOMETHING.
So he gave up finally after the forty sixth sighting. Walking into a room? Oh wow Gris is groaning. Need to talk to Enjin asap? Okay time to join the cuddle pile and report what needs to be reported!
It stopped bothering him entirely, which was both a good and a bad thing. Yay! No more embarrassment! But also Gris felt terrible. The poor man was being eaten alive by guilt, he felt he ruined the kid’s vision on romantic… and sexual… stuff! But with a partner like Enjin who only fuels the fire and doesn’t help? Yeah Rudo was never going to experience stuff normally.
At the end of the day, Rudo got over it, he’s used to those two being extremely gay.
But then he had the unfortunate, unluckiest timing in the world yet again. He walks by Eishia’s room by chance, the door cracked open a bit.
And there it is again. Riyo and Eishia making the fuck out.
Rudo can only sigh, “At least I get sweets down here.”