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XX Sato Jirouxx#836F6E
Unlike the first time they'd met, Jirou's brain doesn't tell him Kanayama is handsome.
Small mercies.
Also unlike the first time they'd met, Jirou's brain actually does what he'd expect it to do when faced with this particular situation. Expected reaction being: silent panic.
Kanayama Takashi is standing before him, in an alley, in Kabukichou. Kanayama Takashi knows who he is- probably knew who he was the first time they'd met. Kanayama Takashi is talking to him, in an alley, in Kabukichou, knowing exactly who he is. Jirou's mental composure spirals.
Jirou glares viciously at Kanayama when the boy speaks, betraying none of his inner turmoil.
"Sorry about the other day -- Kyuu can be a dick sometimes."
Jirou doesn't reply, because he already knows that. While he hadn't known the guy's name until recently, he's spent more than a few nights with him- he's not a gentleman, by any means.
Difficult position? Kanayama's words are strangely sympathetic when coupled with his lackluster tone of voice, and Jirou raises an eyebrow. Difficult position? Jirou has a feeling the words don't pertain to him getting caught, but instead to his profession itself. Which is absolutely ridiculous.
Jirou might have this job out of pure necessity, but that doesn't make it a difficult position.
"I'm not going to rat you out,"
Jirou's body tenses without his permission. God damn it. This is the moment where he's given an ultimatum, an unequal deal he can't refuse, because if he does, his life goes to absolute shit.
"But I've noticed that your grades are pretty good."
Wait.
What the fuck?
Kanayama pauses to let the sentence sink in, and sink in it does. It sinks until it hits the bottom of Jirou's now-empty brain. And then it sits there, simmering, for far longer than it really should.
Kanayama says more, but Jirou isn't really listening. The words only confirm his suspicions.
"You're using your blackmail to make me tutor you?!"
Unlike the first time they'd met, Jirou's brain doesn't tell him Kanayama is handsome.
Small mercies.
Also unlike the first time they'd met, Jirou's brain actually does what he'd expect it to do when faced with this particular situation. Expected reaction being: silent panic.
Kanayama Takashi is standing before him, in an alley, in Kabukichou. Kanayama Takashi knows who he is- probably knew who he was the first time they'd met. Kanayama Takashi is talking to him, in an alley, in Kabukichou, knowing exactly who he is. Jirou's mental composure spirals.
Jirou glares viciously at Kanayama when the boy speaks, betraying none of his inner turmoil.
"Sorry about the other day -- Kyuu can be a dick sometimes."
Jirou doesn't reply, because he already knows that. While he hadn't known the guy's name until recently, he's spent more than a few nights with him- he's not a gentleman, by any means.
Difficult position? Kanayama's words are strangely sympathetic when coupled with his lackluster tone of voice, and Jirou raises an eyebrow. Difficult position? Jirou has a feeling the words don't pertain to him getting caught, but instead to his profession itself. Which is absolutely ridiculous.
Jirou might have this job out of pure necessity, but that doesn't make it a difficult position.
"I'm not going to rat you out,"
Jirou's body tenses without his permission. God damn it. This is the moment where he's given an ultimatum, an unequal deal he can't refuse, because if he does, his life goes to absolute shit.
"But I've noticed that your grades are pretty good."
Wait.
What the fuck?
Kanayama pauses to let the sentence sink in, and sink in it does. It sinks until it hits the bottom of Jirou's now-empty brain. And then it sits there, simmering, for far longer than it really should.
Kanayama says more, but Jirou isn't really listening. The words only confirm his suspicions.
"You're using your blackmail to make me tutor you?!"