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Bzz. Bzz.
Satoru groggily opened his eyes, pulled from his slumber by the forceful vibration of Suguru’s phone, which was practically jumping off the coffee table next to them. The living room was completely dark except for the white glow of the TV, proof of their (once again) unsuccessful marathon of The Lord of the Rings. Damn, what time is it? Satoru wondered.
Bzz. Bzz.
He turned his head behind him to peek at Suguru’s face and saw that his boyfriend lover best friend was still sleeping peacefully, somehow unaffected by the grating noise of his own phone. Even when he was sleeping, with his mouth slightly ajar and his long hair all tangled and frizzy from their previous...physical activities, he was beautiful. Arwen had nothing on Suguru, Satoru mused. He untangled his arm from underneath Suguru and gently reached for Suguru’s phone on the coffee table, making sure not to wake him.
The bright light of Suguru’s phone screen blasted away whatever remnants of sleep Satoru had. Squinting, Satoru quickly fumbled to turn down the brightness as Suguru rustled behind him. 10:43 PM. Perfect. More snuggling time with Suguru, Satoru said to himself with a smile.
Bzz. Bzz.
This time, Satoru saw the pesky text notifications that triggered the vibrations. Maybe I shouldn’t read his texts, that’d be an invasion of privacy. But it’s not like they weren’t...close. They’ve shared every class since freshman year, even spending their summers together at the same volunteer projects and internships. Only this year did they start fucking, exploring each other’s bodies inside and out. This guy was rearranging my insides a couple hours ago, he wouldn’t mind. Besides, it’s probably just his roommate telling him he’ll be home soon.
Curiosity getting the better of him and having reassured himself, Satoru brought the phone to just beyond his nose, squinting again to make out the fuzzy words without his glasses.
3 messages from Tsukumo Yuki
Heyy :) if you’re still free tn, my roommate just told me she’s gonna be out alll night
I even got your favorite alc ready in the fridge and COD booted up on the PS
And the last message: A blurred picture. Satoru couldn’t see the details, but he knew he was looking at a chest, thankfully covered in some red fabric.
Satoru almost dropped the phone, his hands shaking. His face prickled and burned as his heartbeat started echoing in his ears. Suguru’s arm that was wrapped around him, once comforting, now felt like chains constricting him as ugly emotions reared their heads in Satoru’s mind. Anger? Jealousy? But why, we’re not even together, Satoru scoffed. He’s free to see whoever he wants, just like I went out with that prick from Hinge the other night.
(Nevermind that the date ended miserably, with Satoru drunkenly calling Suguru to come over and comfort him.)
Suguru’s phone started vibrating in Satoru’s hand again, but this time his loudass ringtone started playing too.
Call from Tsukumo Yuki
Shitshitshit. Satoru rushed to silence the damned phone, forgetting Suguru was still sleeping behind him.
“Mhmm S’guru? Is that my phone?”
“Yeah it was just a spam call, don’t worry ‘bout it,” Satoru replied, hoping he didn’t catch the crack in his voice. His heart grew even heavier, ladened with the weight of lying to his best friend.
“Hmm okay, come heree,” Suguru murmured, pressing kisses into Satoru’s bare shoulder and hugging his best friend closer into him. Satoru uneasily settled back into Suguru’s embrace, shutting his eyes as if that could erase the texts and image seared into his mind.
Even if it’s selfish, let me be selfish for once.