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Yui hummed happily on her way home. Though her friends had suddenly cancelled their meetup, her mood was still great. In her hand was a bag of various snacks, including several stuffed buns. The buns were filled with roasted chicken and supposedly melty chocolate; their freshly baked aroma wafted through the gaps in the bag. The most important part, however, was that they were on a Thursday sale! She couldn’t wait to show off her great haul to her brother at home.
“I’m home!” Yui called out, stepping into the hallway. On the floor were foreign, yet familiar shoes, neatly tucked to the side. Nobody answered her call; her mother had left for work already. As per their agreement, Yui was supposed to come back before she headed out. Neither of them wanted to leave Tomoya alone.
Right, her brother Tomoya had been discharged from the hospital two days ago. The man demanded a release even though his body could still receive some medical attention. He was stubborn, so they granted his wish.
However, Yui, as his sister, was just as stubborn.
To compensate, she banned Tomoya from going to school. She wouldn’t even allow pens and books to be anywhere in his vicinity, wanting him to rest fully instead of indulging his workaholic nature. She also confiscated his beloved wooden sword, which he seemed to be itching to train with — an unsurprising impulse, considering what had transpired.
Yui shook her head. She absolutely had to keep an eye on that man, lest he suddenly train like an army of some feudal warlord.
However, because of the aforementioned meetup, Yui had asked Renji, the owner of the shoes, to accompany Tomoya in her stead.
Yui exhaled heavily as she held the snacks tighter. Through a sheer miracle, the once-blind Renji had regained his vision. They should be celebrating if only the event leading up to the grand revelation hadn’t been some weird teacher punching holes through her classmate and Tomoya’s bodies.
“Brother? Ren-kun?” Yui called out.
The air was very quiet; she figured the two of them must be inside Tomoya’s room upstairs. Yui decided to go to the kitchen to prepare the snacks first. Naturally, she had accounted for Renji when she bought them. Balancing the tray in her hands, she made her way to the second floor.
Tucked away at the very far left of the floor was a room signed with a childish “Tomoya”. From within, shuffling of fabrics and ragged breaths could be heard.
Passionately, Renji adorned Tomoya’s body. He kissed the healed scars with much tender, whilst the parts that survived unblemished, the young man marked as his own. The soft whine Tomoya let out became the only sound he heard, for all his sharp hearing, and his flushed face became the only sight he saw.
The sudden opening of the door caught them both off guard.
“Surprise! Brother, my friends cancelled…” In the doorway, Yui stood frozen in her tracks. Her eyes comically widened as she tried to process the sight before her. Surprise, indeed.
That was Renji and her brother on the bed. Renji and her half-naked brother, whose trousers had been tugged down to expose his pale thighs.
“Yui, this is-”
“Yui, listen-”
Red-faced, Yui immediately cut the flabbergasted boys off.
“Oh, no, no! I’m sorry for interrupting. Please don’t mind me and continue!”
As fast as lightning, she bolted out of Tomoya'd room, slamming the door in panic and rushed down the stairs.
So, apparently, her brother and childhood friend were doing something behind her back. No, they were doing each other behind her back. The implication made her mouth dry; merciful God, she almost caught them fucking! Actually, she kinda figured that Tomoya was a bottom. But, again, this was about Renji and her brother.
How the hell should she react to that information!
Mind in a daze, Yui returned the snacks into the bag. She would definitely need to munch on them later as she sorted whatever the hell the scene she stumbled upon was supposed to mean, else she’d bite the next person she saw.
Putting her slippers back on, she shakily glanced at Renji’s shoes that were still lying innocently on her front door. She wouldn’t be able to face them without stuttering for a while… and those two idiots just have to deal with it!
Back in the room, Tomoya sighed, cheeks burning with embarrassment. Renji was no better. He meekly fiddled with Tomoya’s knees under his hand.
“Told you to lock the door first,” Renji mumbled.
“Yeah, sorry.”
As untypical as it was, Tomoya was the one who dismissed the matter of locking the door. His mother went to work and Yui was doing assignments with her friends, or at least supposed to, seeing how things turned out. At any rate, against his better judgment — thank you very much, sexual desire — Tomoya had pulled Renji into a kiss and locked him between his legs when the younger boy was planning to get up from the bed.
Oh, well. It wasn’t how he planned to break the news to Yui, but there was nothing they could do about it now. So instead, Tomoya gently squeezed Renji between his thighs, seeking the friction he began to miss.
Renji groaned and pressed his legs down.
“Let’s lock the fucking door first, okay?”
Heartily, Tomoya laughed. The shameless bastard he was.
“Yeah, yeah, go lock it.”