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Josuke had really thought life would be mind numbingly boring and stupid after all that “Stand Business” had been wrapped up. He couldn’t really be blamed. For a while there he was a hero, fighting ghosts and serial killers and wayward wannabe villains on the reg. That was an almost (if he rounded up) 17 year old boys dream. Josuke hadn't exactly been looking forward to going back to the daily grind, but it was actually ok. He guessed he hadn't been counting on getting a boyfriend out of it. And maybe his adventuring spirit was just chilling for now but he was having a pretty good time just being a highschooler, who spent a lot of his free time with his hands down another guys pants.

Yeah, those kinda things were going great. Josuke found himself completely stupidly in love with Okuyasu. More than he had been before. He thought maybe he would calm down after a while but he constantly felt like his heart was trying to grow wings and fly away. It was a new type of adrenaline that made him want the other boy like a dying man wanted water. Every now and again, he found new stuff to like about him. Like the freckles on his shoulders or how Okuyasu would run his thumb over the veins of Josuke’s wrist, like they were roads and he was reading a map. Josuke still gazed at the other boy like a doof when he wasn’t paying attention and caught Okuyasu doing the same. Josuke kept looking for all of the places Okuyasu liked to be kissed and touched best and he touched him until he was pretty much addicted to him. They’d been shy around each other for the first month. It was hard to get sexy when you were nervous about puking on your boyfriends lap. They probably would’ve been pure and good forever if Josuke hadn't just lost his mind one night and got over himself long enough to get them to third base.

And he felt like an idiot for waiting even that long. Which really wasn’t a long time at all, if you thought about it. But Josuke and Okuyasu were 24/7 horny and in a rush to get off. Handjobs were pretty simple; they got the hang of that right away. Blowjobs were a bit more complicated and it took them two months to get there despite the fact that Josuke had been raring to go for what felt like two years. Okuyasu might’ve accidentally kicked Josuke in the face the first time they tried but the best thing about trying to get good at giving head was that they got to practice a lot. A lot a lot. They were moving too fast and Josuke knew it and Tomoko kept giving him knowing glances that he really didn’t appreciate but Josuke was in so fucking deep he felt like there was nothing he could do but give in.

Despite all of this and Josuke’s own fluffy feelings, he hadn't told Okuyasu that he was in love.

“Is it that weird to celebrate a six month anniversary?” Josuke pondered, glancing at Koichi over his parfait.

“I mean, considering that you’ve only been dating for three months, yeah.”

Josuke huffed, eyeing Koichi’s sweet treat. Josuke had a coffee. It was all he could afford today. “Well we’ve known each other for six months, I think, and I don’t wanna wait a year!”

“What is going on?” Rohan asked, looking back and forth between the two of them. “Why is he sitting here? What are we doing? Koichi, you said we would be alone.”

Josuke had been running errands for Tomoko when he spotted Koichi and Rohan inside of the café. Out of everyone Josuke knew Koichi gave the best advice. Josuke was too embarrassed to ask his mom or Jotaro about this stuff and he wasn’t sure if he wanted a consultation with Yukako. It was just a shame that Rohan happened to be there.

“What?” Josuke snickered. “You two on a date?”

“Josuke…” Koichi said, trying to look serious while Rohan seemed to be imagining how to best murder Josuke in broad daylight. “We’re talking about his manga.”

“And I don’t need to be distracted with your teenage relationship woes. It disgusts me. When I was your age I had a job, I had goals. I didn’t waste my time worrying about how to go about discussing feelings.” Rohan shuddered. “Can you not take your romantic problems elsewhere?”

“Man Rohan-Sensei, a little old to be worried about cooties.” Josuke tried to steal Koichi’s cherry and he slapped his knuckles with Echoes. “It might be early but I wanna celebrate something! Mostly cause I kinda haven’t told him that I’m sorta in love with him yet and this be the perfect occasion!”

Koichi cocked his head. “You guys haven’t told each other yet? That’s surprising. You’re always together.”

Josuke knew that but for some reason hearing someone else say it made him blush. “Well, it’s a big thing to admit. I’m super fucking nervous about it. Help me Koichi, I need to tell him, but…”

“What on earth is stopping you?” Rohan glared from over his tiny espresso cup. “My Lord, you two are so revolting he won't be surprised.”

“Rohan,” Koichi said. And that was all it took. Rohan huffed and went back to his sketchbook. “Why are you worried?”

Josuke fiddled around with Koichi’s cup of water. “Okuyasu’s had a rough life y’know? I really don’t think he’ll say it first. So it’s up to me but I guess I’m worried he won't believe me.” Josuke sighed. This shit was super private and he really wished Rohan wasn’t there, even though he was trying his darndest to ignore Josuke by aggressively reading the paper. In fact, he wished he didn’t have to ask for help at all (especially since lately he had been thinking of himself as a love guru) but sometimes even Josuke Fucking Higashikata needed assistance.  “Sometimes he still seems weirdly surprised when I like, act like his boyfriend? When I tell him nice things and shit and when I try to get close to him. I bet he knows that the way I feel is real but deep down I think he doubts it.” Josuke sighed. His guts felt twisted and his stomach hurt. Josuke didn’t want Okuyasu to feel this way but it wasn’t like he could wave a magic wand or use Crazy Diamond to fix it. “Like I’m confused or something or that I’m gonna leave him when someone ‘better’ comes around. But he doesn’t get that there isn’t anything better than him to me!”

Koichi nodded and thought for a little while. “Then why don’t you tell him that?”

Josuke looked down at his hands. “Cause when I’m with him I get all nervous and tongue tied and I don’t know. Maybe he doesn’t actually feel the same way. Maybe I’m just a hot piece of ass to him.”

“Oh god, don’t say that.” Rohan all but whimpered. “Disgusting…”

Koichi looked sympathetic. He really is such a good guy. “You’re over thinking things. That happens in relationships. Look how Yukako was until things settled down!”

Josuke huffed. “…Well at least I'm not gonna kidnap him and make him piss his pants!”

“That actually sounds interesting.” Rohan muttered, glaring at Josuke. “My editors are pressuring me to put romance into my story. Maybe if I do it like that they’ll stop pestering me.”

“Don’t.” Koichi said, smacking Josuke’s hand again as he went for the cookie. “That’s pretty heavy, man. But Okuyasu, he loves you. A lot. I’m sure. I mean, I’ve been hanging out with you two all this time and I’m a lot smarter than both of you. He just probably needs some more time to be sure that you’re not gonna leave him. Don’t try to force it.”

“Hmm,” Josuke sighed a little. “Alright, thanks.”

Koichi nodded. “So are you going to join a club next semester now that all the Stand stuff died down?”

“Oh shit! Yeah…hmmm I was thinkin maybe a sport? I ain't much for art, or theatre or anything like that. I can’t play an instrument either. Maybe baseball, you?”

“I want to get on the student council.” Koichi said, a little shy about it.

“Aw man that’s cool!” Josuke gave him two thumbs up. “You got my vote!”

“Oh my god this is torture.” Rohan rested his head in his hands. “How on earth do people read slice of life manga? How can people write it!?”

“It’s called having friends Rohan-Sensei? A conversation? A life? Ring any bells? No?” Josuke knew he was pushing it. Rohan could very easily turn him into a very handsome book any second he liked, but if he hadn’t killed him for setting his house on fire he’d probably continue to let him live. Though he did look particularly terrifying at this moment, so Josuke finally managed to swipe the strawberry from Koichi’s parfait and scampered off.

Koichi sighed and looked at Rohan. “You shouldn’t scare him like that.”

“He shouldn’t be so annoying.” Rohan sniffed. He finished his espresso and got back to drawing. “Those two brats are meant to be together.”

It was Thursday, which meant it was the one of two nights that Okuyasu worked at Tonio’s. He had started a few weeks ago and Tonio only let him work twice a week because he was just so nice and responsible and wanted Okuyasu to have plenty of homework and Josuke time. Okuyasu had wanted some extra money, and he seemed to be having a good time. And Josuke got to eat a shit ton of tasty leftovers now. So after he was done with Tomoko’s shopping, he swung by the restaurant just as Okuyasu was getting off.

Josuke snuck around the back as Okuyasu waved goodbye to Tonio. He was carrying a big ol’ bag of goodies, so it looked like Josuke wouldn’t be eating microwave ramen if he played his cards right. He crept up behind Okuyasu and covered his eyes. “Guess who?”

Okuyasu startled and for about two seconds Josuke wondered if about half of him was gonna end up in whatever void the Hand sent people to but Okuyasu suddenly laughed. “I d’know, a sexy guy?”

“Ding ding! You’re right! Hold on,” Josuke held Okuyasu still and kept his eyes covered. “Bonus round. What’s the sexiest part of this sexy guy?”

Okuyasu giggled. “Kinda hard to pick. I’m goin with lips.”

Josuke’s ears burned as he finally released him and hugged him from behind. “I woulda accepted any answer.”

Okuyasu hummed happily and turned around. He looked tired and his hair was a little mussed and he was still in his sweaty chef outfit but Josuke thought he looked nice. Josuke tapped his lips and his heart skipped a beat as Okuyasu leaned forward and kissed him softly. “What’re you doin here?”

“My mom’s out with friends tonight so I’m runnin errands for her.” Josuke gestured towards the many bags that he had set on the ground. “She gonna be out till like 11 or something. Thought I’d come by and get you off—I mean see if you were off yet.”

Okuyasu playfully pushed Josuke away, getting red himself. “Man shut up. You’re ridiculous.”

“Yeah yeah,” Josuke pulled him back against him cause he was super warm and the air was chilly. Josuke liked being just a little bit taller than the other boy. Okuyasu had to tilt his head back to meet Josuke’s eyes and that was adorable. “So what do you say? Wanna come hang with me?”

Okuyasu sighed. Josuke knew he couldn’t say no to an offer like that. “I can’t stay late. I’ve got some stuff I have to do at home. Laundry and shit. That’s why Tonio cut me early. But I guess I could play some video games for a while.”

It was better than nothing. “And we can share in the spoils yeah?”

Okuyasu held up the bag of food and smiled. “Hell yeah!”

As Josuke somehow managed to hold on to his grocery bags and the dry cleaning and Okuyasu’s waist as he took them back home on his bike, his mind swam with what Koichi had said. Be patient? But Josuke wasn’t like that at all by nature. What he actually needed to do was grow some balls and admit his true feelings. He confessed once before, and that went swell so why was he chickening out again like this? It’s super uncool. God, why am I so lame with this stuff? Josuke wondered if he could blame Joseph for this somehow.

“I’ll heat this up,” Josuke said, taking the bag of food from Okuyasu as soon as they go inside his house. “You probably wanna take a bath yeah?”

“I will but that doesn’t mean I’m stayin over.” Okuyasu said firmly as Josuke slipped his arm around his waist to pull him in for a quick kiss. He’d let him go home tonight, but he’d be making it up to him tomorrow. “I’ll be right back. I just need to rinse of the smell of basil.”

“But you smell good!” Josuke whined after him as he hurried upstairs. Josuke really wasn’t in the mood to pull out any pots or pans so he just tossed the pasta into the microwave. It get the job done, even though Josuke knew Tomoko would be ashamed.

Josuke portioned out the pasta into two bowls and tossed off his jacket and belt and got comfy on the floor right by his beloved Nintendo. Josuke liked to flatter himself and think that Okuyasu now came over for him way more than Mario, that sexy plumber, but sometimes he wasn’t too sure. He turned it on just as Okuyasu bounded down the stairs and collapsed beside him. He smelt like Josuke’s soaps and he pressed his head against Josuke’s shoulder, getting his t shirt wet.

Josuke didn’t mind. He kissed his forehead sweetly and handed him his bowl. “This is good, what is it?”

“Huh? Just something I threw together. Tonio lets me play around with things sometimes.” Okuyasu blushed a little. “You really think it’s good?”

“It’s fucking delicious.” Josuke said firmly, kissing Okuyasu on the lips this time. “What do you wanna play?”

“I need to finish that one stupid Zelda dungeon.” Okuyasu said, taking the controller. “You sure you don’t mind just watchin?”

“Nah, I suck at that game anyway.” Josuke said, pulling the blanket from the couch around them both. He scooted as close as he could and Okuyasu just pulled him into his lap.

“Just don’t block the screen.” Okuyasu muttered as Josuke happily curled up against him, barely balancing his bowl. “We can make out in like, a half hour.”

“Scheduled mack sessions? Are we already losin the spark?” Josuke said, pretending to be offended. “You’d rather fuck Link then me?”

“Man, shut up.” Okuyasu laughed and tickled Josuke’s side. “You know there’s no one on the whole fuckin planet that I like more than you.”

Josuke immediately felt himself get all flustered and to save himself the embarrassment he turned around and stared hard at the loading screen. But Okuyasu flicked his ear and Josuke knew it was red. It wasn’t fair! Was Josuke gonna end up an old ass man with a cane and all that who still giggled every time his husband of 40 years complimented him? He guessed there were worse fates. Like having to wait a full 30 minutes to get his hands on Okuyasu. That was just cruel.

I should just tell him I love him now. No pomp, just right now all simple and good. Josuke got bored of watching Okuyasu fall into a bottomless pit over and over again so once he finished eating he turned around in his lap, wrapping his arms around his neck and his legs around his hips. Okuyasu just rearranged his arms so he was holding Josuke close, but still had perfect vision of the tv and his hands on the controller. Nah, I want this confession to go as planned. All sparkles and fireworks. I want him to love me forever. Josuke ran his hands up and down the other boys back. He was warm through his t-shirt, and his shoulder was just the perfect fit for Josuke’s chin. I want him to believe me.

“Aw shit!” Okuyasu yelled as he probably plummeted to his doom again. “Fuck it, I just can't beat this stupid dungeon.”

“Want me to try?”

“No I’m a man, I’ll do it myself.” Okuyasu grumbled as he put the controller down. “Just like, later I guess.”

Josuke faced him and smiled once he saw how pouty he was. Josuke squished his cheeks and teased him. “You been stuck on that part for like what, a month?”

Okuyasu tried to frown but he couldn’t with his face smushed. “I’m tryin! It’s hard!”

Josuke hummed and traced the scar on his face with his fingertips. He was mega curious about where he had gotten it but he never asked. Something told him he probably didn’t wanna know. He kissed the bridge of his nose and then his mouth, wasting no time in getting his tongue involved. Okuyasu was still for just a second but quickly tilted his head and slid his hands up the back of Josuke’s shirt.

Making out no longer made Josuke feel so nervous and hyped that he got nauseas. His heart still raced and his stomach felt funny, but mostly being this close to Okuyasu was just nice. It made Josuke feel good. Josuke also never really needed to feel “safe” before. He grew up in a pretty cushy middle class suburban home with an awesome mom and grandpa, but Okuyasu made him feel warm and protected anyway.

Kissing him also always gave him a massive boner that he finally got to have taken care of. They didn’t have all night so Josuke pushed him to his back and straddled him, and Okuyasu looked up at him with that same, hazy look he always got when they were like this. Like Josuke was an ice cream sundae with all the toppings. They were both hard already, and Josuke was happy he didn’t have to hide it.

“Your hairs fallin down.” Okuyasu muttered as Josuke kissed the hollow of his throat. There were a few faded hickeys left over from the past few days. “It’s so fuckin hot.”

Josuke giggled, like he always did when Okuyasu’s voice got even raspier and weirdly quiet. Josuke grabbed his dick through his sweatpants and gave it a few good strokes until the other boy was breathing hard and squirming under him. His shirt rode up and it made Josuke’s mouth go dry. He was in deeper then deep with his guy. He didn’t think he’d ever not feel like this.

“Ah, Josuke,” Okuyasu said weakly as Josuke pulled his pants down just enough to get his cock out. They’d actually never seen each other all the way naked. That was too much. “You don’t have to.”

“Nah man, I want to. I like the sounds you make.”

Okuyasu hid his face in embarrassment. Josuke readied himself and sucked his dick into his mouth. It had taken him a little bit to understand the mechanics of giving head. The first time Josuke had convinced Okuyasu to even let him see his dick he just stared at it for like three minutes, unsure how to go about approaching it. Now, Josuke considered himself the Oral Sex Master™ even though he wasn’t. But he did have two or three moves that were pretty spectacular to Okuyasu. And Josuke really did love how loudly and desperately he moaned whenever Josuke used the flat of his tongue. Okuyasu buried his hand in Josuke’s hair and pulled it once Josuke started to go at it. Okuyasu was the only person who could fuck up Josuke’s hair and live to tell the tale.

“Holy shit man,” Okuyasu gasped once Josuke took in a little bit more. “You been practicing or some shit?”

There was no way Josuke was ever admitting he had stuck a banana down his throat to try and see if he could tame his gag reflex. No way. So he just flicked his tongue against his cock (a technique he learned from one of his mom’s lady magazines) and Okuyasu whimpered in the way that Josuke liked. He found his hand digging into the rug and laced his fingers with his. Josuke liked to hold Okuyasu’s hand whenever he could, no matter what. He especially liked how tightly he’d squeeze whenever Josuke did something real good with his mouth.

Okuyasu gave Josuke’s hair a sharp tug and he cried out. “Fuck dude, I’m gonna cum, I’m…”

Josuke was a lot of things, but he wasn’t a little bitch, so yeah, he had figured out how to swallow. It took a while to get used to it, and Josuke still wasn’t used to it but it totally made Okuyasu’s eyes roll back and that was Josuke’s entire goal. Josuke wiped his mouth and smirked as he sat back on his heels. Okuyasu was all but dead and it take him a few seconds to come back to earth.

“You’re so cute bro.” Josuke hummed, watching him catch his breath. “So that makes seven.” Josuke said proudly as Okuyasu stuffed his dick back into his pants.

The other boy looked at him, his eyes still black. “Huh?”

“I’ve given you seven blowjobs!” Josuke accepted the can of soda Okuyasu handed him. He didn’t really mind the taste, but he preferred to wash it down. It wasn’t something he liked hanging around in his mouth all night.

“You been keeping track, weirdo?” Okuyasu laughed and kissed Josuke as soon as he put the soda down.

Josuke shut his eyes and leaned into the kiss as much as he could. “Yeah, and you owe me two now.”

Okuyasu put on his sexy face which only worked on Josuke. “Well lemme even that out a bit.”

Josuke shook his head as the other boy unzipped his jeans. “I’m so hard I need to get off like, in the next two seconds or I’ll die. Just jerk me off.”

Okuyasu laughed nervously at how frank Josuke always was with this stuff. He was quiet as he clumsily pulled Josuke’s dick out and wrapped his hand around it. Josuke shut his eyes and bit his lip, concentrating harder on this then he ever had in class. Even without any lotion or spit, it still felt super nice and Okuyasu’s had a really strong grip. “It drives me crazy when you make that face.”

Josuke felt Okuyasu dig his fingers into his hair and let himself be pulled down and kissed. “Faster,” Josuke muttered and Okuyasu happily followed orders. Josuke felt his legs shake as he came, and Okuyasu wouldn’t stop stroking him until Josuke cried out loud enough to probably wake the neighbors.

“Fuck…” Josuke laughed softly and rolled onto his back. “Can I make a corny joke?”

“Nah, you only get to joke about the Hand once a week.” Okuyasu winced as he grabbed a box of tissues and wiped his hands off. They had gotten pretty good at keeping jizz of each other’s clothes and the floor and the sheets. Though Josuke knew Tomoko noticed the fact that he started to do his own laundry. “Listen, it felt like a good name!” Okuyasu pouted as Josuke remembered to zip his pants back up. “I shoulda gone with something cooler.”

“Nah man, I like it. It’s simple. Straight to the point.” Josuke yawned and curled up against the other boy. “Cuddle me.”

Okuyasu hummed sweetly and rolled over a little so he could wrap both of his arms around Josuke. Josuke buried his face in Okuyasu’s chest. He was warm like an electric blanket in the middle of winter, and the gentle pause screen music was still playing on the tv and Josuke honestly couldn’t be happier. “Babe, you are so comfortable to sleep on its nuts.”

“Don’t fall asleep,  babydoll.” Okuyasu said, his chest vibrating. Josuke liked being close enough to feel that. “I got shit to do.”

“Man you’re so responsible.” Josuke teased, inching his fingers up the back of Okuyasu’s shirt so he could get his hands all over the muscles of his shoulders. “You pay bills and cook and you have a job! You wanna be my sugar daddy?”

Okuyasu flicked Josuke’s forehead. “Don’t be stupid. I got like, four dollars.”

Josuke all but purred as he snuggled closer. He found the other boys lips again and coulda settled in for a night of kissing when he suddenly remembered something very important. “Shit!” He pulled away from Okuyasu’s grip and leapt to his feet. “My mom’s gonna be back soon and this place smells like spunk!”

The next ten minutes were spent frantically cleaning and spraying air freshener and watching Okuyasu hop back into his real clothes. “Man it got late.” He despaired, pulling his jacket on. “You distracted me with that cute ass.”

“Don’t go blamin me,” Josuke said, pulling him by his collar for a long, lingering kiss goodnight. Even thought it was totally Josuke’s fault and he didn’t feel guilty at all. “See ya tomorrow, babe.”

“Yeah gorgeous.” Okuyasu hooked Josuke’s loose hair behind his ear. “Right by the gate like always.”

Josuke blushed like an idiot for some reason as the other boy left. Not even five minutes later, not even long enough for Josuke to grab a snack and run off to bed, Tomoko arrived home.

“Oh, Josuke.” She said, eyeing his kinda fucked up state. His hair was all over the place and the neck of his t-shirt was stretched. Fuck me it’s so obvious I was foolin around. Tomoko was thrilled that Josuke was dating Okuyasu. She said over and over again that they were perfect for each other, and she acted like Okuyasu was her son-in-law anyway but Josuke didn’t really think she’d be too happy with learning about just how into each other they were. “You’re still awake?”

Her tone was making Josuke feel itchy. “Yeah…”

“Good, we need to talk.” Josuke had to fight against every instinct in him to manage to not jump out of the window. “C’mon, sit, sit.”

Josuke very reluctantly joined his mother at the table, wondering how the hell he could get out of this. What have I done? Am I in trouble? Did she find out about my d in English?!

“Josuke, you’re not getting grounded or anything, calm down.” Tomoko sighed, noticing his fidgeting. “Do you want some tea?”

“N-no I’m good.” Josuke was sweating now. If he wasn’t in hot water, then what was going on?

Tomoko took a very deep breath, and looked down at her hands. “This is going to be a little awkward but it’s important. I wish my mother had talked with me about this when I was young.” Josuke suddenly realized where this was going and he wanted to die. “You’re young and hotblooded and I know I can't stop you from doing what you wanna do~”

“And what do I wanna do!?” Josuke blurted out, completely red now.

Tomoko shook her head. “I was young once too, believe it or not. I know that you and Okuyasu have probably…been getting intimate with each other.”

“MOM!”

“Josuke, calm down.” Tomoko said, trying to hide her smile. “And while I think you should probably be taking things much slower…well I was never a teenage boy but I dated teenage boys so I know how you get~”

“Mom…”

“And I know you two care very much about each other but,” Tomoko took another breath. “I don’t need to know…what do you kids call it these days….what base you have gotten to but I’m guessing you haven’t had sex yet.” Josuke couldn’t even say anything anymore. He just stared down at a notch of wood in the table and balled his fists. “Sex is a very big responsibility Josuke. We don’t have to worry about any pregnancies at least but it is a commitment. You might not believe me now, and you might be thinking it’s just something fun to do, but you are in a serious, monogamous relationship.” Josuke didn’t know what monogamous meant. “So you have to take it seriously, and be sure it’s what you both want and that you both are on the same page every step of the way. Things can get complicated very, very quickly when you add sex.” Tomoko reached into her purse and pulled out a plastic bag from the nearby pharmacy. Josuke really, really needed to die right now. “Now I got you some things, but this is the only time I’ll do it. If you feel mature enough to have sex, you can buy your own condoms and lubricant.” Josuke was now dead. “But just to be sure that you are safe and careful I went ahead and bought you some today. There’s also some pamphlets that I got at the clinic. They talk about the technicalities of it all.” Tomoko finally looked a little bit awkward. “Please read over them before you do anything. I don’t want you two to rush into it and have to go to the doctors.”

Josuke very reluctantly reached out and took the bag. “T-thanks…”

“And please talk to Okuyasu about this. I got two of each pamphlet! I really don’t think his father is able to discuss these things with him, and I thought I’d be crossing a line if I did directly but I worry about him.” Tomoko smiled a little. “Sorry, I know this has to be unbearable for you but I’d be a horrible mother if I let you run off and get hurt or heartbroken. Just promise me that you think about what I said.”

“I will Mom.” Josuke nervously scrunched up the bag in his hands. “I’m really, really in love with Okuyasu.”

“I know sweetie.” Tomoko got up and ruffled his hair. “And I know how hard it can be to be so in love.” She kissed the top of his head. “Now get to bed already. It’s a school night.”

“K,” Josuke clung to the plastic bag as he got up. He was halfway up the stairs, miraculously back from the dead, when he thought to shout. “I love you mom!”

He heard Tomoko laugh and he charged into his room, skin still molten lava hot from embarrassment.

Josuke didn’t even open the bag for a week. And then it took him a week to even read the “educational” pamphlet where he learned new and exciting words such as prostate and perineum. And then five more days for him to even start practicing with the whole…preparation thing. The pamphlet warned not to start with one whole dick, and Josuke really, really didn’t wanna end up in the hospital because of another fun ‘p’ word he had learned.

That word would be “prolapsed”.

So Josuke started spending a lot of time by himself in his room with just the bottle of lube as company.

Can people tell I’ve had my fingers up my ass? Was pretty much his constant thought whenever he went out now. He wondered if Okuyasu could tell, but he seemed to notice no change in Josuke’s entire being. He was just as cute and loud and sweet as ever and Josuke was so in love with the other boy any amount of awkward self ass touching was worth it if it meant Josuke would get to sleep with him. Cause despite what Tomoko had said, Josuke could not slow his roll. He felt like he had an itch he couldn’t scratch.

So that’s why Josuke finally found his balls and brought up the very sensitive question to Okuyasu one day when they were studying at Josuke’s kitchen table. Winter had arrived with a bang, and it was cold and gray and wet out.

“Do you get this math question?” Okuyasu asked, four different pencils behind his ears.

Josuke startled and looked down at his notes. “I thought we were doin history, man.”

They both stared at each other and started laughing. They really needed to study with Koichi and Yukako but they had a date tonight and after the Mikitaka Mess, Yukako was wary to ever double date again. “God, how are we gonna graduate?” Okuyasu groaned, laying his head down on the table. “We can’t even keep the classes straight!”

Josuke smiled at him fondly and smoothed down some of his flyaways. “We’ll scrape by.”

Okuyasu kept grumbling and Josuke’s big, dumb brain decided now was a really good time to do some stupid shit. “Do you wanna have sex?”

Okuyasu jumped up in his chair so hard he slammed his knees into the table and knocked over his cup of coffee. Josuke quickly cleaned it up with Crazy Diamond while Okuyasu attempted to come back to earth. “R-r-right now?!” Okuyasu lowered voice. “You’re mom is like, right upstairs we can’t~”

“Hey I didn’t mean like this second. It’s five on a Wednesday. That’s not any time to do it, right?” Josuke wondered.

Okuyasu was red faced and his grip on the table was knuckle-destroying. “What do you mean then?”

“Like…you wanna do it sooner rather than later? Like in a couple months instead of a couple years.” Josuke shrugged, trying to be chill about the most unchill of topics. “Cause it’s good to be ready for something so big y’know?”

“Yeah, yeah I get you.” Okuyasu eyed Josuke in a new way that made him feel squirmy. “Yeah, I wanna fuck you.” His eyes widened. “Sorry! That was super dirty! I wasn’t thinking!”

Josuke licked his lips nervously but it only made the other boy stare at him harder. “Ok, uh so we should like…get ready.”

Okuyasu cocked his head. “Get ready?”

Josuke all but threw the extra pamphlets at him. He had slipped them into his school bag this morning and had spent all day praying they wouldn’t fall out. “My mom got me these.” Josuke said as Okuyasu regretfully opened them right away and spluttered. “So like, she thinks we need to communicate and shit and uh…well I mean…” Josuke couldn’t finish. It was all too much. “You think we’re movin too fast, dude?”

“Maybe.” Okuyasu said. “But I don’t know much about this stuff. Romance and love and all that. I just know I like you. And I don’t wanna slow down. I mean, if that’s how you feel. ‘Cause if you want to put the breaks down that’s what I’ll do.”

Okuyasu was being as serious as Josuke had seen and he smiled a little. “Nah, I feel the same as you. I really wanna do it, but this is better than rushing in blind, yeah? Just look up ‘prolapsed’ man. It’ll ruin your life.”

Okuyasu waved the educational pamphlet around. “I’ll look at this when I go back to my house. We really gotta study. We can talk more later, ok?”

Josuke snapped back to reality and nodded. “Whoda thought you’d be the responsible one outta the two of us?”

Okuyasu puffed his chest out proudly. Josuke just rested his chin on his palm and gazed at him as he sharpened his pencil. He even looked good just doing that.

They didn’t really have time to talk it out that week, but that was ok. Josuke kept up his diligent training regime on his own. He even used Crazy Diamond to swipe a porn tape when he went to the video store one afternoon with Koichi. He did leave extra money on the counter of course. He wasn’t a dirty thief! But he did want more of a visual demonstration of the actual fucking then the weird cpr dummy looking guys in the pamphlets. He did feel a little better though that he had least floated the idea to Okuyasu, who was so absorbed in studying he didn’t even seem to notice how on edge Josuke was about the whole sex thing.

“So you tell him you’re in love yet?” Koichi asked Josuke as they walked home. Yukako and Mikitaka had already headed off because apparently they were having a sleepover and Josuke was terrified by that for some reason. It was Friday, so Okuyasu had left right after school for Tonio’s. “I mean, I’m guessing I’d know by now if you had. I think everyone would.”

“It’s so haaaard, Koichi.” Josuke whined, tossing his bag over his shoulder. “I mean, it was all so easy for you. Yukako made every move!”

Koichi considered this for a little while. “That is true.”

“I guess I just need a little more time. I don’t gotta rush.” That was hilarious seeing that Josuke was going ten thousand miles per hour straight to Okuyasu’s dick. Josuke shrugged. “Eh, whatever. Maybe I’ll tell him over Christmas.”

Koichi smiled at Josuke. He knew he was trying. They went their separate ways, and Josuke soon forgot about his relationship woes when he got home and immediately was put to task by Tomoko. He had chores, homework, the works. By the time they cooked and ate dinner, Josuke was positively exhausted and Tomoko mercifully did the dishes for him.

“So no Okuyasu tonight?” Tomoko asked Josuke as he flipped through a magazine.

“Nah, he worked. He said he was just gonna head home and sleep.” Josuke leaned on his chin. “He’s over here a lot yeah?”

“Oh I don’t mind. I like having him over! You know that. It’s quiet when he’s gone.” Tomoko smiled at her son. “You should take him some leftovers then so he doesn’t have to cook. But it’s a school night, so you better come back!”

“Yeah yeah,” Josuke said, switching to a fashion magazine. He stared longingly at a new pair of motorcycle boots that would be just perfect for this winter. “Mooom, can I have an advance on my allowance?”

“Josuke, I think you might be out of allowances for the rest of the year.” Tomoko said, clucking her tongue. “Maybe you should get a job like Okuyasu.”

“A job? But Mom, I gotta focus on my schooling!”

“Just once or twice a week would get you that extra money you want. And young man I watched you play video games all day yesterday. You didn’t open a book once!”

Josuke looked down guiltily. “Yeah, well, I finished it during lunch.”

Tomoko raised her eyebrow at him but let it slide. “Maybe you’ll get those boots from Santa.”

“Can Santa come early then?” He grumbled, flicking through the magazine. Tomoko smiled and reached forward to tuck a strand of hair back into order. “If you’d let me touch my savings…”

“You’ll be thankful I made you save that lottery money later on. When you need to buy groceries and your own hair products.” She teased, taping her son’s nose. “Let me fill up some containers for Okuyasu and you can take them before it gets too cold.”

Tomoko insisted Josuke wear ear muffs and gloves and a scarf along with a jacket before she let him leave the house. “It’s just down the street!” Josuke complained as his mother handed him the food. “He might even be asleep already. he sleeps like a rock.”

“Hurry back now!” Tomoko said, ignoring his grumbles.

It was cold out. And there were some ominous clouds in the distance that Josuke eyed wearily. It felt too early for snow, but weirder things had happened in this town. He started marching over to Okuyasu’s house, looming tall and forbidding like it always had. His bedroom window was dark, but there was light downstairs. Josuke quickened his step. He knew he couldn’t stay, but that didn’t mean he couldn’t get a quick make out session in.

The front doors suddenly swung open and then slammed shut with so much force the windows shook. Okuyasu hurried out, throwing on a coat and walking too fast and too aggressively. The air around him crackled in a way that Josuke hadn’t felt since he first met him. Josuke set the food on his front gate and ran after him. “Okuyasu!”

He stopped in his tracks and spun around. Josuke stopped running as well and stumbled to a stop. The other boy’s eyes were red and tears covered his face. Josuke couldn’t remember ever seeing him look this upset, aside from when Keicho died. “Josuke…” He wiped his face dry as quickly as he could. “I…I can't talk right now.”

“Okuyasu, what’s wrong?” Josuke was confused. This felt wrong. It felt super wrong that Okuyasu looked miserable and Josuke’s heart ached. “What happened?”

“I told you, I don’t wanna talk right now!” Okuyasu shouted and Josuke took a step back. He couldn’t remember ever hearing Okuyasu sound like that.

Josuke didn’t even think of abandoning him when he was acting like this. He kept moving towards him. “Baby,”

“Don’t call me that! A-and stay away from me! Get away from me!” Okuyasu pointed at him and even though he was screaming his voice was breaking with tears. “Don’t come near me ever again!”

That hurt. A lot. “What do you mean man?” Josuke wondered if he touched him if he could calm him down. If he could just hold him to his chest maybe he could get through to him. “You’re not making any sense.”

Okuyasu stared at Josuke as he reached for his hand and abruptly jerked away. “I said stay back!”

Josuke felt the air ripple as Okuyasu summoned the Hand and positioned it between them. Josuke immediately jumped away. His Stand was scary enough when Okuyasu was thinking clearly. Right now Josuke was sure he’d end up maimed if he made even the smallest wrong move. They stared at each other through the sudden enormous distance between them and Josuke just didn’t know what to do. Or say. He just couldn’t believe Okuyasu had pulled his Stand out on him. What had Josuke done?!

Okuyasu turned away and headed off in the opposite direction but The Hand kept looking at Josuke. It didn’t disappear until Okuyasu got of range and it hurt to breathe. “Okuyasu Nijimura!” Josuke shouted again, even though he knew there was no fucking point. Okuyasu quickly disappeared into the dark of the night and Josuke gulped back a sob. He stood there for how long he didn’t know, staring ahead at nothing. The wind was freezing, but Josuke didn’t feel it. He didn’t feel anything for a while until it all hit him at once and he stumbled backwards like he had been punched. His eyes and throat were suddenly burning and his teeth were grit. He wasn’t about to cry on the streets like a punk bitch, so he ran back home. Like a coward. He knew he should be running after Okuyasu, no matter what the other boy had told him to do. He should be dragging him back to his house right now by his arm. But Josuke’s entire body hurt like never before and all he could do was stumble upstairs and collapse face first in his bed.

What the fuck did I do? Josuke wondered, holding back tears. He could still hear Tomoko rustling around and he didn’t want her to come in and fuss over him. Is he upset about the sex stuff? Mom told me it could mess things up but he seemed into it! We haven’t even actually tried to have sex yet, we were just talkin! And man he said he wanted to fuck me! I didn’t even get that dirty with it! So why is he so mad!?

Josuke ripped his pillow in half, and then fixed it. He did that a couple times but it didn’t make him feel better. He just couldn’t shut his damn brain off. He couldn’t stop wondering what had set Okuyasu off like that. If it was maybe his fault. And what if it was something else? What coulda pissed Okuyasu off that much? And where is he now? Josuke wondered at 2 am, eyes burning. Did he go home? Is he safe? Where’s he sleepin tonight?

Josuke got maybe about two really good minutes of sleep. Tomoko had to drag him out of bed by his ankles that following morning. “Honestly, Josuke.” Tomoko grunted, trying to get his all of his 186 centimeters to stand up. “It’s just Saturday, you can do it!” Josuke grumbled with all his power at her. Didn’t she get it? Josuke was heartbroken and his boyfriend went bananas on him last night. Josuke thought he deserved a day. “And don’t forget, I’m going to my sister’s this weekend. I’ll be back late, late Sunday.” Josuke had completely forgotten about that. He had barely wriggled outta going by claiming he had a massive paper to work on. “I made a big pot of sweet curry but there’s also some chicken you can cook up and a bag of shrimp. I’ll call you tonight to check up on you.” Tomoko gently tapped Josuke’s nose and he felt sick. She made the sweet curry for Okuyasu, she just assumed he’d be with Josuke. “Behave. You’ll be in charge of the house. Don’t burn it down, ok?”

Josuke vividly remembered Rohan’s house catching on fire and almost puked. Josuke went through the motions of his morning routine. He was so exhausted his enormous pride was the only thing keeping him from rolling up to school with his hair undone. Okuyasu wasn’t waiting for him at the gate when Josuke stepped outside and it was like a kick in the nuts. And the face. And hell, in the gut just to make it a hat trick.

I don’t know what’s wrong. Josuke thought, feeling kinda frantic as he looked at Okuyasu’s dark house. I’ll corner his bitch ass at school then. I don’t play games like this. If I fucked up, he’s gotta tell me so I can say I’m sorry! Josuke sorta (but not really cause that be lame) jogged the rest of the way. If he got there early enough, he’d have time to talk to Okuyasu before class even started.

“Hey, Josuke!” Koichi greeted him as he ran into the class room, clutching a stitch in his side. “Huh? Where’s Okuyasu?”

Josuke’s heart dropped to the bottom of his feet and down three floors to the lobby. “Y’mean he’s not here already?”

Koichi just looked confused so Josuke quickly shut up and sat down. I guess he’s runnin late. It wouldn’t be the first time. Josuke rested his head on his arms and ignored Koichi’s questions as the class room slowly filled up and the day started.

“Okuyasu Nijimura?” The teacher said, looking up from the roll. “He’s absent today? That’s unusual. Josuke, do you know where he is?”

Some of his classmates giggled. It was bizarre to see Josuke without Okuyasu, and Josuke hurriedly looked at his lap and lied. “He’s gotta cold, sir.”

“That means Josuke is gonna get one too.” The girl beside him whispered to her friend and normally, Josuke would be ready to fight. Instead he just sorta stared at the empty seat in front of him all day, half expecting Okuyasu to show up late, with a big goofy smile and for everything to be ok. But he sure as hell didn’t, and school was over before Josuke knew it. He slept through most of it anyway.

He musta just gone home last night. Josuke thought, blowing off his friends to race back to his neighborhood. That’s cool, that’s fine. He coulda told me, but whatever. Josuke couldn’t really tell if anyone was home from just looking at the house. He pounded on the door for a while, and tried the doorbell a few times as well before he started yelling Okuyasu’s name. That got him jack shit.

Suddenly, Josuke heard an odd shuffling against the door. Then the snorting and Josuke took a step back. That was Mr. Nijimura and he never came to the door. He could care less about anyone in the outside world, really. Nah, the only reason he had to try and answer the door would be if Okuyasu wasn’t home and Mr. Nijimura was hoping it was him.

“Then he’s not here?” Josuke said out loud as he dug his nails into his legs. Josuke felt his chest get all tight and it was hard to breathe. Was he scared? He felt really, fucking weird. He wiped some sticky sweat off his forehead and went to his house just to drop his schoolbag off, before starting on his mission.

Josuke was going to find that motherfucker and kick the shit outta him for making him worry like this. Josuke didn’t do anxious. And ok, he wasn’t actually gonna hurt Okuyasu. He never could! But he was gonna glare, and pout until Okuyasu said sorry.

Josuke checked around their neighborhood first.  There was a little park that they sometimes went to loiter at and hang around the swings but the only people there were a bunch of stupid kids. Josuke called Koichi, Mikitaka, Yukako and even Rohan for fucks sake to see if he was at their houses and they all said no. Rohan actually said to fuck off, so Josuke headed back into town and hit up every single spot Okuyasu had ever even glanced at. He wasn’t at the café, or any of the places they ate at or his favorite ice cream shop. Or his second favorite. Or third. He wasn’t at the arcade, or the music store or the thrift shop he got all his clothes from. He wasn’t even at the pet shop where he went to play with the dogs and cats and he wasn’t at the grocery store, or the deli getting free samples or the mechanics or anywhere. Josuke even stopped by the local shrine and it’s cemetery because Josuke knew Okuyasu went to Keicho’s memorial all the time even though he wouldn’t tell him. Josuke even asked people if they had seen him around at all today and all of them said no. The sun was setting and it was getting cold but Josuke was sweating from running around like a crazy person and absolutely exhausted.

He’s just disappeared. Like the Hand wiped him away, Josuke thought miserably as he sat down on the curb and rested his head in his hands. This isn’t my fault is it? I’m good to him, right?

“What are you doing?” Josuke jumped and looked over his shoulder. Yukako and Mikitaka were peering down at him. Yukako was frowning and Mikitaka looked so genuinely perplexed Josuke woulda laughed if he didn’t wanna melt into a flesh puddle right now. “Little early to be having a crisis out in public on the street, don’t you think?”

“What’re you two doin out?” Josuke muttered, ignoring her quip.

Yukako held up her eight bags. “Um, shopping of course. Look at him, Mikitaka is so much fun to dress up.”

Mikitaka smiled brightly and Josuke admitted, if he were a little less pissed off, he’d be way into his sweet jacket and plaid pants but right now he didn’t wanna look at anything. “Sounds nice.”

“And what’s with you?” Yukako said, somehow pointing her nose up and looking down at Josuke at the same time. “You’re a mess, still in your uniform and your hair’s falling apart.”

Normally, Josuke would literally just phase into the nearest bathroom with his comb and a portable can of hairspray with him but right now he just sighed. “I didn’t notice.”

Mikitaka and Yukako looked at each other frantically and sat on either side of Josuke. “What is going on?” Yukako demanded to know, eyes wide and kinda scary. “It has to do with Okuyasu doesn’t it? He wasn’t in school and you called asking about him. Why on earth would he be with me and not you?”

Mikitaka wrapped his arms around Josuke and pulled him close until his head was on the aliens (??) shoulder. “Poor friend Josuke.” He said, resting his head on top of his. Josuke somehow got his hair in his mouth. “Are you having what the humans call a lover’s quarrel? I will comfort you by compressing your body with mine.”

Josuke looked at Yukako, hoping his eyes were screaming “help” instead of “let the alien keep doing whatever weird shit he wants too” and she cleared her thought. “Taka? Would you go get us some gelato from that store?”

Mikitaka hopped to his feet right away. “Of course, Miss Yukako!”

Josuke watched Mikitaka scamper off, his long hair pulled back into one very complicated braid. “When’d you two get so close?”

Josuke knew the answer to that weird riddle, but he really didn’t wanna talk about himself. Yukako didn’t even bother to answer him. “What happened between you and Okuyasu? When was the last time you saw him?”

Josuke took a deep breath. Between Yukako’s x-ray glare and being crushed to Mikitaka’s dude tits, Josuke shoulda gone with tits. “L-last night.” Josuke quickly told Yukako what had happened, feeling more and more sick to his stomach as he went on. “I just don’t know what happened. I-I have no fuckin idea what I did~”

“What you did?” Yukako exclaimed. “Don’t flatter yourself, Josuke. He loves you but his world does not revolve around you.” Josuke spluttered. He knew that! Did Yukako think he was stupid?! “I mean, obviously he was angry before he even saw you last night. He left his house mad, right?” Yukako snapped her fingers. “It had to have just happened to make him so furious. Maybe it was at work, or at home. And it pissed him off and you just happened to be there and he took it out on you. I’ve done the same thing plenty of times.”

“Don’t say that shit so casually man,” Josuke muttered. “So that’s it? He wasn’t mad at me?”

“How could he get mad at you?” Yukako wondered. “He looks at you like you’re an angel.” Despite the situation, Josuke blushed. “And you’ve looked everywhere for him?

“Yeah dude! I’ve been all over Morioh like ten times over!” Josuke didn’t exaggerate at all.

“The park?” Josuke nodded. “The café? Tonio's?”

“Tonio’s? Why would he go there? He ain’t workin tonight.”

Yukako sighed for ten seconds straight. “Josuke, I can't believe you. Even I know this and I am barely interested in his affairs. Okuyasu likes Tonio, he’s friends with him but more than that Tonio is like, what, 25? Okuyasu probably went to him for advice or something. Wasn’t he the younger brother? You’re his boyfriend, you don’t replace that void in his life. Tonio does.” Yukako flipped her hair over her shoulder. “Tonio lives above his restaurant, you know.”

Josuke was on his feet and running before his brain could catch up. How could I be so fucking stupid!? Josuke thought, hauling ass to get to Tonio’s. Of course he went there! Of fucking course! He loves it there, he loves cooking and Tonio’s so fucking nice. And handsome. Josuke quickly shook his head. Nah, Tonio’s a good guy, he wouldn’t do anything like that.

Josuke was three breaths away from stroking out at the tender age of sixteen when he pounded on the door to the restaurant. “Okuyasu!”

The door opened right away, and Josuke chocked on his spit. It was just Tonio, and three very confused looking customers sitting at the table behind him. “Oh,” Josuke said weakly, sinking to his knees. “Ok then.”

Tonio glanced at him and then shut the door. Guess I deserve that. Josuke thought, sitting down. Did I fuck up? Was Okuyasu just here complainin about me for hours? What the fuck man, what the fuck.

The door opened again, and Tonio came outside, a giant glass of water in hand. Josuke unsurely took it and chugged it down. It made him feel alive again. Tonio sat beside him and waited for Josuke to finish the drink. “So did you come here for Okuyasu?”

Water shot out of Josuke’s nose as he nodded frantically. Tonio smiled kindly and took the glass away before Josuke could crush it in his hands. “He’s not here anymore, he went home.”

“H-he did?” Josuke’s voice cracked. “How long ago?”

“Only about fifteen minutes.” Tonio said, looking up at the sky. He shut his eyes serenely. “It was the strangest thing. When he showed up here again last night I thought he had forgotten something, but he was horrifically upset. Too upset to be home, he said. I let him sleep in my living room, and today he stayed here and helped me prepare for dinner.”

“So he’s just been here? All day?” Josuke couldn’t decide whether he was laughing or crying over this.

“Yes, but I just sent him home. I told him he couldn’t avoid whatever was bothering him anymore.”

“So…you don’t know what’s up with him?”

Tonio shook his head. “No no, it was none of my business. And besides, he didn’t really seem in the mood to talk. He’s so honest, I thought he would tell me. But he was quieter then I have ever seen him. He did at least tell me it wasn’t because of you when I asked.” Josuke had to suddenly wipe furiously at his eyes. He was not gonna cry from relief, no way. “He’s cooled down considerably though.” Tonio raised his eyebrows. “So it’s probably a good time for you to find him.”

Josuke smiled wearily and got to his feet. “Yeah, thanks Tonio man.”

Josuke didn’t run this time. He was too dead on his feet exhausted to even lightly jog. His brain was smoking at this point and he didn’t even have it in him to think as he dragged himself all the way back to Okuyasu’s house.

Okuyasu was sitting on his stoop, staring blankly at his front door. He was still in his chefs’ uniform and the same jacket from last night and his hair was undone. Josuke felt so relieved to see him alive and in one piece. It was like taking a piss after holding it in for hours on a long car ride.

“Hey there,” Josuke said leaning on the gate. “Come here often, gorgeous?”

Okuyasu looked over his shoulder and his eyes bugged. “J-Josuke?”

Josuke gestured towards the gate. “This is where we first met, remember?”

“Of course I fuckin do, dude. It was probably the least romantic meetin in history.” Okuyasu said. “What’re you doin here? I told you to stay away. I’m no good. I’m no good for you.”

Josuke cocked his head and opened the gate. “Now what the fuck is up with that bullshit?”

Okuyasu stared down at his feet. “I…I mean, look at you. God, you like…take my breath away every time I look at you and you’re so good and cool and like…look at me. What do I got goin for me?”

“Hey man you gotta stop talkin like that.” Josuke said, creeping closer to him. Slowly though, like he was a wild animal that Josuke was gonna trap. Okuyasu was staring hard at the ground, his knuckles white. “Wait, look at me and say that again.” Okuyasu refused and Josuke huffed. Okuyasu couldn’t look him in the eye, and lie. “You’re just making excuses with that. What’s really going on bro?”

Okuyasu wrapped his arms around himself and looked so pathetic and sad and small that Josuke really couldn’t give him space anymore. He was gonna cuddle the sadness outta him, dammit, just like Mikitaka tried to. Josuke sat next to the other boy and put his palms on his cheeks. It was probably the worst kiss they’d had since the first one, but that was ok because Okuyasu didn’t pull back. He sighed and rested his forehead against Josuke’s chest. “You scared me, babe.” Josuke said softly, running his fingers up and down the other boys back. “Runnin off last night like that. I’ve been lookin for your ass everywhere.”

“I’m sorry Josuke.” Okuyasu said, lifting his head up. “I just….you were lookin for me? Why?”

“Sweetheart, I’d tear this town up if you were lost. And I’ll always find you.”

That was romantic as shit, Josuke thought, really proud of himself for that one. Okuyasu rubbed at his watery eyes and sighed. “I can’t even remember the last time anyone said shit like that to me. Probably my mom but I don’t remember her. I don’t…I don’t remember much.”

“Hey, baby,” Josuke got his arm around Okuyasu’s waist and held him close. “What happened?”

He took a deep breath. He didn’t look at Josuke or lean into his touch, but Josuke wasn’t letting go of this boy until he shoved him off. He rubbed his hand up and down his arm, warming him up best he could. “I was exhausted last night. I just wanted to go home and eat dinner and crash. I thought I’d sit with my old man and eat with him. I haven’t done that in a while. But man…I don’t even know if he knows who I am. Does he remember me? Does he know that I'm that boy in the picture? Sometimes I think I'm just the guy who brings food to him. But when I got home he had made a mess. Guess I was gone for too long cause he tore the kitchen up. Even the living room was shit. It made me angry. I got really angry.” Okuyasu screwed up his face like he could stop himself from crying. “I-I kicked him so hard in the head I knocked his jaw and his eye out. I mean, they’re gonna grow back but still I’ve never done that. It was always Keicho who would hurt him! I hated…I hated seeing him do it too.” Josuke held Okuyasu closer and he really just wanted to kiss him until he didn’t feel like this but Josuke knew it didn’t work like that. He wished things were that easy. “It's just like what he would do to us. He’d get mad and drunk and shit and beat the hell outta us. My brains forgotten a lot of it, like the Hand erased it. But stuff is coming back to me. Bad stuff.” He touched his face and Josuke realized he was touching the scars. Josuke felt super sick to his stomach. He knew it, of course. He had always known where those marks came from but it killed him all the same. “But I wasn’t drunk! I know my old man wasn’t like that when my mom was alive. Keicho told me he was strict but fair and he loved us. And then he just snapped.” Okuyasu was shaking now. “What if I end up like him Josuke? I did the same thing. I got mad and I hurt him. I got violent. Except I wasn’t even drunk!”

Josuke curled his fingers in Okuyasu’s hair and started rocking them a little. “No man, you’re not like that.”

“You don’t know! I mean, look at Keicho! He wasn’t as bad. He never hit me, but he wasn’t nice to me. He yelled at me. He killed all those people. So what if I’m just as bad!?”

“You’re not,” Josuke said softly. “You’re so nice~”

“Maybe my dad was nice.” Okuyasu sniffed hard and wiped his eyes. His crying was settling down, but Josuke knew that didn’t mean much. “Look what happened to him. He changed.”

“Well then I won't let you snap.” Josuke said firmly, hugging him tightly

Okuyasu stared at him with dull, glassy eyes. “Man, you can't control something like that.”

“Okuyasu you aren’t your old man or your brother. You’re you. And you lost your temper once! I mean, I got a pretty nasty temper too, but I’d never hurt you. Babe…” Josuke added when the other boy wouldn’t look at him. He was still crying softly into his chest. “Are you scared of hurting me?”

Okuyasu took a deep breath and finally looked at Josuke. “You can’t heal yourself. I got a destructive Stand. When I saw you last night, I just wanted to get you as far away from as I could. that’s why I said those things. I didn’t mean to summon my Stand though. That was scary.” Okuyasu gripped the front of Josuke’s shirt. “I’m so in love with you, Josuke. How could I live with myself if I fuckin harmed you?”

Josuke’s heart pounded. Holy shit, he said it. Now? During this!? We are the least romantic couple in history. “Well, I’m not worried.”

“Eh?”

“I trust you. And I think you’re sweet and gentle. You’re nothing like your dad.” Josuke cupped Okuyasu’s face so he wouldn’t look away. Josuke kissed away one of the tear streaks. “So I'm not scared of you man, you’re a big hearted softie. I love you too. I think I’m…no fuck that I know I’m in love with you. I’m head over heels, stupidly in love with you.”

Okuyasu stared at him, eyes glazed over. His crying stopped. “Wha~”

“That’s why I ain’t scared. Someone like me ain’t about to fall for some bruiser punk.” Josuke pressed their foreheads together, like he could transmit his thoughts into Okuyasu’s brain. How Josuke knew that Okuyasu was a good person, with a golden soul and the best smile. Josuke angled his face so the bridges of their noses were touching as well. “You’re amazing.”

“J-Josuke…” Okuyasu’s grip on his shirt relaxed and he spread his hands over Josuke’s chest. “I’m in love with you too.”

They stared at each other and Josuke knew the other boy could feel just how hard his heart was thudding. He’s not gonna fight with me about it? He thought, brushing the back of his hand against his cheek. Good. “Well that makes me happy.”

The smile that broke across Okuyasu’s face made Josuke’s entire world get brighter. “I want to make you happy.”

“Yeah? You don’t gotta try hard to do that. Cause I’m in love with you. I love you so much.” Josuke kissed him as hard as he could. Okuyasu startled and Josuke stole about eight more kisses. “You’re my guy, I mean that. I mean everything I say to you dude.”

“Aw wow,” Okuyasu was flushed. “You gotta slow down with this man. I’m on a fucking rollercoaster.”

“Hey, I’ve wanted to tell you forever. I’m in love with you.” Josuke said it again, feeling light and bubbly and shit, Koichi would be proud of him that he finally bit the bullet. “Ok, so don’t ever say garbage like you don’t wanna see me ever again unless if you really fucking mean it.”

“I don’t think I ever could mean it.” Okuyasu said. “I’m sorry about last night. I was just freaking out.”

“It’s cool, it’s behind us.” Josuke watched Okuyasu as he snuggled up against him, placing his hand on Josuke’s heart. He just looked so happy, and relieved. Josuke’s heart was pounding harder and harder as he thought about just how much the other boy meant to him. And about how Okuyasu loved him just as hard. “Baby, I feel really close to you right now.”

“Mmm, me too.” Okuyasu’s eyes were closed. “It’s amazing’.”

Josuke looked down at the other boy as he nuzzled closer into his chest. He really wanted to get even closer. “You feelin ok now? You feel better?” The other boy nodded. “You wanna head to my place for tonight?”

Josuke was kinda expecting Okuyasu to say he needed to at least check on his old man first, but he was looking at Josuke like he was the only thing in the universe. Okuyasu owed it to himself to be selfish right now. “Yeah, definitely dude.”

Josuke helped him to his feet and clung to his hand as they crossed the street. His house was dark and quiet and Okuyasu looked around unsurely. “Where’s Ms. Tomoko?”

“Huh? Oh yeah, mom went to my aunts this weekend. She won't be back till tomorrow night. But we got some like, chicken and curry~”

Okuyasu grabbed Josuke by his shoulders and pressed him up against the wall. Okuyasu kicked the door closed and kissed Josuke before he could even stammer. Josuke felt weak in the knees as he grabbed onto the other boys shirt and kissed him back with everything he had in him.

“Hey baby,” Josuke’s voice was doing that stupid thing where it got all high pitched. “You wanna maybe ah!” Okuyasu stuck his thigh in-between Josuke’s legs as if he just wanted to make fun of him for how hard he was getting. “Jesus, what were you talkin about last night? There’s no way you could ever stay away from me.”

Okuyasu chuckled low in his throat and it made his chest vibrate. “I’d rather chop my leg off then stay away from this, babydoll.” Josuke swallowed hard as Okuyasu kissed his ear. “But you know I’d rather die than hurt you.”

“Well you ain’t gotta worry about that, ok?” Josuke gazed at Okuyasu, with his infamous bedroom eyes. “I wanna go upstairs, you in?”

Okuyasu grinned wildly at Josuke like he just offered him a million dollars. He grabbed Josuke’s ass as they hurried up the stairs and Josuke loved Tomoko, he really did, but now he kinda wanted her to go away every weekend. They were kissing again before they even made it to Josuke’s room and by the time they collapsed onto the bed they were already tangled up in each other with their tongues down the other’s throats.

“I haven’t brushed my teeth since like, yesterday.” Okuyasu said as Josuke pulled his jacket off and went to work on all the stupid buttons on his chefs’ uniform.

“I don’t give a fuck.” Josuke said, kissing him for emphasis. “You did shower though, right?”

Okuyasu laughed and kissed Josuke’s chin, his warm, warm hands creeping up Josuke’s back. “Maybe.”

Josuke hummed as he gently kissed across the other boys jaw. “I love you, Okuyasu.”

Okuyasu all but glowed. Josuke liked seeing him so happy, he needed to see him like this. “I love you too Josuke, so much, more than anything dude.”

Josuke giggled as Okuyasu got him down to his t-shirt and started working on his belt. Josuke sighed dreamily. His body was warm and his head full of good, sweet feelings. He stroked Okuyasu’s loose hair, amused by how much it curled when he didn’t style it. It was actually super fucking cute. Josuke wanted to be closer then this though. He wanted to hold the other boy as tight as he could and forever and ever.

I want him. Josuke thought, his mind suddenly crystal clear and his entire body was burning for the other boy. I need him. Josuke’s stomach squirmed as he thought about how to word this next, very delicate proposition. “I wanna try havin sex.” Josuke muttered as Okuyasu held him down by his wrists.

Okuyasu’s eyes flew open, but he didn’t react with yelling and stammering like Josuke thought he would. Josuke was actually a little disappointed. “You don’t gotta do that.”

“Do what?”

Okuyasu looked away. “Try and prove you love me.”

“Huh? Nah man, it’s nothing like that. You’re hot, and I love you, and I just really, really wanna do it with you.” Josuke smiled at his confusion. “And my mom won't be home till tomorrow night. It’s pretty good timing! But if you don’t want to or if you kinda feel too weird cause of last night and shit~”

“Nope.” Okuyasu answered quickly. “Not enough to not want you.”

Josuke’s breath caught for a moment. Changed his mind real fast. “And you looked at those pamphlets?”

“Couple times, yeah. No one’ll die tonight, at least.” Okuyasu lowered his head and kissed Josuke’s bobbing Adams apple. “Nah, my house coulda just blown up and I’d still wanna try this. I’m happy with you, ain’t nothing else in my head right now.”

Josuke’s heart performed a sweet ninja kick into his throat as he suddenly realized what was going on. They were gonna have sex, or at least try to. Holy shit this is fast. Josuke couldn’t really care about that though. He felt like he’d known Okuyasu all his life. “So uh,” Josuke mumbled. “How do you wanna, y’know…”

Okuyasu didn’t really pick up was Josuke was putting down. “Huh?”

Josuke looked away from him. “Like, whose gonna put it in?”

“Oh…OH!”

“You ever like, practice?” Josuke really hoped he wasn’t gonna have to explain anymore.

Okuyasu sat up and quickly covered his face. “Ahh, it’s embarassin to talk about. I might’ve tried, like, sticking my finger up there yesterday morning but it felt kinda weird so I stopped.” Okuyasu’s face was blood red in-between his fingers. “Thought I’d have a little more time to get ready!”

“That’s cool, babe.” Josuke tried to be a little cool and suave but it was probably coming off as sweaty. “I’ll be on the bottom this time. I’ve been studying up real good.”

“Really?” Okuyasu sounded more excited than Josuke had ever heard and it made his stomach twitch. He remembered how low his voice had gotten when he said he wanted to fuck him. “Yeah ok, that sounds awesome.”

Before Josuke could even say anything else, Okuyasu crushed his mouth against his and any second guessing that was going on melted away between their lips. “You’re the best,” Josuke muttered into his mouth. “Ok?” Okuyasu nodded almost frantically and Josuke kissed his forehead as he wriggled out from underneath him. “I’m gonna uh…like get myself ready in the bathroom, ok?”

“Huh?” Okuyasu said, watching Josuke get to his feet. “Like, you’re gonna go finger yourself?”

“Ugh man don’t say it out loud…” Josuke blushed and turned around. “But like…yeah I mean I gotta like…you read the pamphlet right you know why I gotta do this!”

Okuyasu giggled. “Yeah yeah, I know. I don’t wanna rip you in half~”

“OKUYASU!”

“But maybe I could do it, y’know,” Okuyasu sat on the edge of the bed and pulled Josuke against him by his waist. Okuyasu gazed up at Josuke, ears pink. “I could do it for you.”

Josuke got even more nervous, which he had been thinking was impossible. “I think I wanna do it myself this time. I-I’m used to how I do it.” And Josuke felt a little too shy to give that much of a front row seat to his nether region. “A-and it be quicker. I don’t wanna lose my nerve.” Josuke kissed the top of Okuyasu’s head. The shampoo he had used smelt good. “You just wait here for a little bit. And get naked.”

Okuyasu nuzzled Josuke’s chest. “K, as long as you come back naked.”

Josuke gulped and ambled into the hall bathroom. The lube was hidden under a stack of towels under the sink behind the trash can, despite the fact that Tomoko totally knew it was in the house. Josuke avoided looking at himself in the mirror (cause he already looked completely fucked up and red and sweaty) as he undressed and uncapped the bottle.

“Alright, time to be a man.” Josuke muttered to himself. “Time to be a man and get fucked in the ass.”

Josuke had the safe sex leaflet memorized so he knew what he was doing, kinda. But it was gonna take a while cause he went slow. Very slow. And maybe used way too much lube and now he was gonna have to buy another tube tomorrow but he wasn’t gonna fuck this up. His confession had been shitty and their first date went up in flames and even Okuyasu’s love confession happened cause he was feeling messed up so Josuke really, really wanted this to go ok at the very least.

“Josukeeeeeeeeee,” Okuyasu yelled from Josuke’s room after maybe twenty minutes went by. Josuke was currently bent over the sink, breathing heavy and hard. “Where are ya? I’m gettin lonely and my boners gone!”

“I’m almost ready!” Josuke called back, currently rock hard himself. He guessed he was loose enough for this and wiped the sweat off his forehead. He tried doing something with his hair but it was beyond saving. It had died hours ago. “Ok, I’m comin’ in. Close your eyes!” Josuke felt super weird being naked out in the hallway he had shared with his mother for 16 years so he hurried into his bedroom and shut the door. Okuyasu had gotten under the sheets and had his hands pressed to his eyes. Josuke snatched the roll of condoms from his desk drawer and quickly crawled under the comforter and pulled it up to his chin. “Ok.”

Okuyasu peered down at him. “Man, what’re you doin? You’re actin like I’ve never seen your dick or something.”

“Well, you haven’t seen all of me at the same time!” Josuke exclaimed as Okuyasu smiled down at him. He lifted the blanket up just enough to wrap his arms around him and kiss his cheek. “Just like, snapshots and shit.” Josuke said, trying to keep his cool but it was impossible cause Okuyasu was super naked and there was just so much skin touching skin that Josuke kinda wanted to cry outta happiness. The other boy wasn’t soft for long and Josuke felt his dick digging against his hip soon enough. Okuyasu crawled on top of him and started kissing on his neck, his tongue tracing the lines of his veins. Josuke shuddered, already turned on by just the idea of this but now that they were actually getting to it? Was there a cloud above 9?

“God, you’re so hot.” Josuke said as Okuyasu grabbed his chest as he kissed down his sternum, disappearing under the sheets. Josuke lifted them up so he could keep track of him. “Fuck man,” His mouth was so hot and soft and all over Josuke’s body. He’s super into it tonight, Josuke thought, laying all sprawled out like one of those fat ladies he had studied in art class. It’s so sexy, does he know that?

“Man, there’s lube all over your thighs.” Okuyasu muttered as he slid his hand down Josuke’s legs. “Did you use too much?”

“Better safe than sorry.” Josuke shrugged as Okuyasu rested his head on his stomach. “I got enough left for you but yeah, there won't be a round two tonight.” Okuyasu kissed Josuke’s abs in response, his hands splayed out on his sides. “So, um, you wanna start? You wanna kiss more?”

“What do you wanna do?” Okuyasu asked. “It should be up to you.”

Josuke was quiet for a little bit as he sorted out his options. He knew about…three ½ sex positions. “Maybe let me get on top of you.”

They switched positions, the sheets having to fall away so Josuke could straddle Okuyasu and he felt very, very exposed. At least the lights were off and the room was purple from the setting sun. Okuyasu had a big nervous grin on as he ran his hands all over Josuke’s chest. “Nice.”

“That’s all you gotta say?” Josuke teased as Okuyasu sat up enough to shyly run his tongue over the other boy’s nipples. Josuke had to hold his breath so he wouldn’t whimper and he wondered if he got any harder if his dick would explode. “You should be sweet talkin me right now man—ouch!”

Okuyasu gave him quite the titty twister. “You’re beautiful.” Okuyasu cupped Josuke’s face and pulled him down on top of him. “You’re perfect and gorgeous and you’re my dream guy and I haven’t stopped thinkin about you for one second since we met.”

“Holy shit man now you’re gonna make me look unromantic.” Josuke pouted as Okuyasu laughed at him and kissed his frowny lips. “Whatever, put the condom on.”

Okuyasu snorted as he ripped the package open. “This feels weird.” He muttered as he craned his neck over Josuke’s shoulder and rolled it onto his dick. “It’s cold and like kinda sticky but not really?”

Josuke didn’t say anything as he squeezed out the last of the lube into his palm and coated Okuyasu’s dick with it. There was lube on the condom already but that wasn’t gonna cut it. Okuyasu’s lip was twitching as Josuke stroked him and he kinda hated how wet the lube made everything sound. “We gotta turn on my radio or something it’s too quiet.” Mostly, Josuke just knew he’d be making some really weird, REALLY loud sounds soon.

“I’ll get it!” Okuyasu said, looking at the stereo from across the room. The air crackled.

Josuke shrieked. “DO NOT summon the Hand while my dick is out!” Okuyasu started laughing as Josuke jumped off of him and very safely crossed the room. It was just a random cd, not picked out for any sexy moment or nothing but it be better than the terrible ball slapping sound Josuke had heard in the porno. “You’re gonna want this intact when I top next.”

“Yeah babe,” Okuyasu muttered, pulling Josuke back on top of him. “C’mon, I wanna go all the way already.” Josuke’s throat went dry and he nodded. He felt more nervous than ever before in his life,  even the couple times where he had almost kinda died but Okuyasu was smiling softly at him, his hands gently resting on the small of Josuke’s back. And Josuke felt better. “You sure you ready?”

“Yeah yeah.” Josuke snapped back to life and scooted back. They used this position in the porno and Josuke thought it looked doable. Heh, doable. Josuke held his breath, grabbed the other boy’s cock and started to (attempt) to push it in. Okuyasu tilted his head back and gasped and held on even tighter to Josuke’s hips. “That good?” Josuke asked. It didn’t hurt, not yet at least. Something seemed to be happening when Josuke shifted his hips back and forth though. Josuke leaned forward on his elbows. He wanted to be closer to his boyfriend.

“Y-yeah…” Okuyasu held Josuke closer until they were almost nose to nose. “Is it…is it in?”

“I don’t know? Kinda hard to tell.” A weird moan escaped Josuke’s mouth as he worked more in. It was slow going. Nothing like the dirty video where it just went all the way up there in about two seconds but Josuke should have expected this. “Feels kinda weird.”

“Yeah you’re like, super fucking tight.” Okuyasu muttered, reaching behind Josuke. “Try relaxin a little? I can tell you’re holdin your breath.” Josuke exhaled, trying to count the seconds so he wouldn’t forget to breathe in again. “Yeah, I’m like halfway in. Does it hurt?”

“N-no?”  Josuke couldn’t really tell honestly. It kinda stung and there was some definite discomfort and he was no where even close to cumming but he still didn’t wanna stop.

“Awesome.” Okuyasu touched Josuke’s cheek. “We’re doin it! I’m inside you!”

Josuke blushed. Okuyasu was just so excited and in love with Josuke it made Josuke feel gooey. He knew he was good looking, but Okuyasu always made him feel like he was a super model. “Almost, lemme just~Ah!” Josuke clenched his jaw but the yelp had gotten out. “Ok, I went way too fast. D-don’t start thrusting’ yet ok?” Okuyasu nodded, a determined look on his face. Josuke gasped as Okuyasu started feeling him up again, his one hand slowly pumping Josuke’s dick. Josuke wasn’t sure if he liked how cock way up his butt felt, but he did love how Okuyasu touched him in every other way. Josuke licked his dry lips, his body slowly going crazy.

Josuke rocked his hips experimentally and Okuyasu’s voice quavered. Josuke didn’t even have to ask if that felt good cause he did it again and again and Okuyasu’s stomach muscles were twitching in a way Josuke had never seen before. He was looking into Josuke’s eyes, completely spellbound. His ragged breath and the creaking of the bed was somehow louder than the music and Josuke’s face was so fucking hot it felt like it was melting off. I can’t believe this is happening, Josuke thought, covering his mouth as a particular embarrassing weird almost squawk slipped out as Okuyasu grabbed Josuke’s ass and encouraged him to keep riding. So this is sex? it’s just makin me feel kinda dizzy right now. Don’t really see what the fuss is about.

“Can I move a little?” Okuyasu asked as Josuke laid on top of him and held him closer. He needed a breather. Okuyasu hugged him back and kissed his shoulder. “Babydoll? How are you doin?”

“F-fine.” Josuke buried his head in Okuyasu’s neck. The other boy smelt so good and his skin was hot to the touch. Both of their hearts were pounding out of their chests and Josuke was really in love at the moment. “God, you’re cute.” Josuke kissed part of the scar on his face tenderly. Okuyasu sucked in his breath, but he was smiling when Josuke pulled back to kiss his forehead. “I’m cool, and yeah you can move. Just…go super slow ok?”

“Ok.” Okuyasu nodded as he slowly tangled his fingers in Josuke's hair. Okuyasu told Josuke all the time that he liked it when his hair was down. “I love you a lot, Josuke. I like how this feels.” Josuke’s entire spine trembled as Okuyasu slid himself in even deeper. It kinda burned but Josuke had after all used enough lube to get a car through a window. “It’s so fucking hot that you’re riding me, dude.” Okuyasu grinned wildly as Josuke sat back up to do just that. He even tossed his back to give the other boy a little show. It still felt weird, but watching Okuyasu get off like this was more than enough to turn Josuke way the fuck on. “I think I’m all the way inside you too…fuck you feel amazing. And you’re waist is so small bro, how come I never realized?” Okuyasu licked his lips, staring hard enough to burn holes in Josuke. “And your chest is so broad man.”

Josuke couldn’t blush any more then he was but shit, that made him feel bashful. “Yeah, well look whose talkin with these gorgeous arms and shit? Cause fuck dude you’re ripped.” Okuyasu grinned smugly and Josuke started going a bit faster just to impress him and a weird shockwave of pleasure ran through him. What the fuck was that? Josuke wondered, his legs starting to do that stupid shit where they trembled. His gut was getting tight and he felt that electricity course through him again.

“FUCK, ow!” Their rhythm got thrown off and Okuyasu’s dick slipped out and pressed back in at the absolutely wrong angle. “Ouch man…” Josuke hissed, gritting his teeth. “I think you bruised me.”

Okuyasu had tears in his eyes. “Yeah and I totally just bent my dick in half against your fuckin ass.” They stared at each other, both of them naked and sweaty and still stupidly hard despite that latest snafu and they burst out laughing. “Fuck, this is really gay man.” Okuyasu cupped Josuke’s face delicately and pulled him in for a kiss. Josuke happily complied, his arms shaking as he tried to support his weight. “You wanna try lying on your back? Let me do the work, gorgeous. God, how are you so fucking, eye meltingly beautiful?”

“Good genes, eat my veggies,” Josuke shrugged as he laid down, Okuyasu snatching one of the pillows from him. “What’re you doin with that?”

“Putting it under your hips,” Okuyasu mumbled. “What? I know some stuff. I also know you’re gonna have to open your legs.”

“Huh? Oh yeah—wait wait wait!” Josuke held him back by his shoulders. “Gimme a couple seconds before you shove it inside of me.”

“Sorry dude.” Okuyasu said, lookin like a scolded dog.

Josuke took a few, trying to get comfortable in the sweaty bed. He winced once he let Okuyasu put it back in and he forgot to breathe again. Did it feel good? He couldn’t decide yet but he liked how Okuyasu’s tongue felt on his neck and he must’ve been doing something right ‘cause Josuke’s back was arching and when the other boy pushed his legs open by his knees Josuke more then let him. He liked it.

“Maybe if I angle my hips differently…” Okuyasu said to himself, looking down at Josuke like he was a complicated math problem. “How’s this?”

Josuke wasn’t gonna lie. It still just felt like a dick in his butt. “I don’t know man, maybe you have to get deeper?”

Okuyasu took that as a challenge and the sound that came out of Josuke’s mouth was probably the most embarrassing noise of his life. “Like that?” Okuyasu cocked his head when Josuke didn’t answer and kept moving. “Hey, Josuke, is this doin anything for you?” Okuyasu grabbed Josuke’s cock and started stroking him again. “Josuke?”

It was like a switch had been flicked. “Yeah…it’s good.” Josuke wasn’t sure what he was feeling right now, other than the fact he didn’t want it to end. He nodded and fisted the sheets as his boyfriend kissed his brow. Pages from the leaflet were flashing in his brain explaining what might be going on but Josuke was finding it hard to think. All he felt up to doing was kissing Okuyasu.

“Still feelin ok?” Okuyasu whispered after a little while. They had lowered their voices and Josuke wasn’t sure why. His throat was dry, and his hair was plastered to his skin with sweat and he was breathing so hard. Okuyasu was also wrecked. He was making faces Josuke had never seen in nature and his voice was somehow even rougher. “Babydoll?”

“God…” Josuke gasped. His stomach was getting super tight and he felt weird tingles running up and down his back but Okuyasu wasn’t even touching his dick anymore. He was moving a bit faster though, and Josuke was getting really fucking into it. “You can go harder, I think.”

“You sure?” Okuyasu stroked Josuke’s bottom lips with his thumb, pulling it down to reveal his teeth. “Tell me if you need me to stop or slow down, ok beautiful?”

“Sweetheart, I trust you. I know you won't hurt me.” Josuke sat up enough to kiss him. “This is startin to feel kinda good too.”

“…Startin?”

Josuke giggled breathlessly as he wrapped his arms around Okuyasu’s neck. Josuke could hear his own moans ringing loud in his ears but he didn’t have time to be bashful as the other boy followed his orders and started moving faster, and harder and the discomfort was there, definitely, and there were pinpricks of pain but all of Josuke’s practice time in the bathroom had paid off, it appeared. Those pamphlets saved his life. “Keep doin whatever you’re doin.” Josuke managed to say as he reached aimlessly for something to grab onto. Okuyasu took that wandering hand and laced their fingers together tightly. “I think—I think I—”

Josuke couldn’t get another word out because Okuyasu kissed his quivering lips and he fell quiet to focus on how he felt and wonder how on earth they could get even closer. His legs were already around the other boy’s waist and they were kissing and holding hands but Josuke almost wanted to crawl into him and live there for a little bit. It was a little scary, just how crazily in love he was.

“Still good?” Okuyasu asked him again. “You want me to keep doin this? You want me to try something else?”

“Harder, no not that hard!” Josuke had to hold him back as his hips snapped so hard Josuke had to reach down between them and make sure he wasn’t bleeding. “Medium hard.”

Okuyasu looked like he was having a hard time processing that when his brain was probably mush at this point but he nodded and got back to it. Josuke sucked his lip into his mouth and looked at Okuyasu while he kissed Josuke’s chest. His brain had kinda left him. Even during their first kiss and the first time Okuyasu blew him and all that there had been a shrieking little voice reminding Josuke how nervous he was, or how weird what they were doing was or that Tomoko could get home any moment but there was nothing in his head right now. Just Okuyasu. Just this, and he didn’t want it to stop now. The other boy was making all these sounds that Josuke was gonna think about all the time the next few weeks. His stomach was absolutely on fire and was he was close? He hadn't been sure before, and he still wasn’t. Sex didn’t feel like anything else Josuke had experienced and he had no idea if he was gonna cum or not.

“You know that face you make that turns me on so much?” Okuyasu said in his ear as he kissed that soft part of his neck. “The one I jack off to? The face you’re making right now is so much hotter.”

Josuke just made more of those stupid high pitched groans and his nails were the others boy’s back before he knew what was going on and Okuyasu bit down on Josuke’s lip harder then he normally did. “I-I—” Josuke couldn’t string two words together. He was fucking drunk on this. Words didn’t even need to exist when this was going on!

“I can't last like this.” Okuyasu said suddenly, hiding his face in Josuke’s chest. “You’re just too much I can't take it…I’m sorry I—”

Josuke pulled him in deeper, cause he was a gentleman, and he wasn’t gonna force Okuyasu to keep going if he was two seconds from cumming. Which he was, cause as soon as Josuke gave him the go ahead he came with a shudder. “Fuck man,” He gasped, his arms shaking. “Hold on, I’ll get you in a second lemme just,” He pulled out and Josuke managed to hold in a gasp. Okuyasu really didn’t waste any time and moved down to suck Josuke off.

“Shit,” Josuke was eloquent. He buried his fingers in Okuyasu’s hair and pushed it out of his eyes and his sweaty forehead. Josuke felt more exposed than ever before. He was way naked, and his legs were super open and Okuyasu had his hands on his inner thighs, somewhere he had never really touched before. Josuke tried to keep himself from thrusting up against the other boy’s mouth but it was so hard when Okuyasu was stroking his dick while he had the other half in his mouth. Josuke’s hips lifted off the bed as he came way too quickly.

“Ahh sorry!” Josuke pushed the other boy away but it was too late. “I know you don’t really like it when I come in your mouth.”

“It’s chill dude.” Okuyasu said as Josuke wiped the little bit of cum off of the corner of his lip. “I’m too in love with you to care.”  He crawled back on top of Josuke and kissed him. Josuke was already complete out of breath and boneless and it took every bit of his manly might to kiss him back. He tilted his head and sighed gently. He felt like melted butter, if that made any sense. Okuyasu kissed his nose as he rolled off of him and lied down beside him. “Gotta get this shit off.” He mumbled as he pulled the condom off and tied it up. “Hookshot!” He yelled, tossing it across the room into the garbage. “Hehe, nailed it.” Okuyasu glanced over at Josuke and smiled. “Nailed you.”

“Shut up, loser.” Josuke said with no bite as he curled up against the other boy’s chest. Okuyasu held him close by the waist and got nose to nose with him. Josuke ran his hands up and down his chest, liking every curve and bump that made him. They both needed a couple minutes to calm down and start breathing normally again. “How long did that take?”

“Huh?” Okuyasu checked the clock and made a weird face. “Ten minutes!? That’s lame dude. We gotta work on that.”

Josuke just stared at him with a dopey look on his face. “I love you.”

“I love you too.” Okuyasu beamed at him. “I can't believe we did it! We had sex! I had sex with the most gorgeous guy in the entire world.”

“No, I did.”

Okuyasu blushed and giggled nervously. “C’mon man, be serious.”

“I am!” Josuke exclaimed, “Sweetheart, I’m fucking crazy over you.”

Okuyasu stroked Josuke’s lips again with his fingertips. “I know you are. So,” His was gently tracing the lines of Josuke’s face. Going up his cheekbone to his heavy eyelids and the tip of his nose. “Did it feel ok? Are you like, in any pain or something?”

Josuke shifted around a little bit, taking inventory of his body. It probably be a bit worse in the morning. “Nah man, I’m just kinda sore. You were super careful. Actually,” Josuke snuggled closer. He liked how it felt to be so close to him so naked. Why the hell did we wait so long to go all the way? “I think I was gettin close to cumming towards the end.”

“Like cause of your butt?” Okuyasu asked, flabbergasted. “Man that’s so hot…but why didn’t you tell me? Dude, I coulda kept going! I just gotta pinch my balls or some shit, or think about naked old ladies.”

“Babe you were three pumps away from jizzin I wasn’t gonna take that away from you.” Josuke kissed his chin, and his ear and down and down his throat until his head was pressed against his chest. His heartbeat was still faster than normal. “So what do you wanna do the rest of the night?”

Okuyasu hummed as he kneaded his fingers into the small of Josuke’s back. “I d’know really. This wasn’t how I saw my day goin.” He laughed and Josuke loved the sound so much. “Since we’re already naked, you wanna take a bath together? I feel like I ran a mile or something.”

“Yeah baby, that sounds nice.” Josuke still felt kinda super embarrassed that Okuyasu could see his everything but there wasn’t really a point in covering up now. “Then we can heat up the curry and play video games. I gotta beat you on rainbow road at least once.” Josuke glanced at the other boy. He was a little sleepy looking, but he was still smiling. It seemed like he didn’t even know he was smiling at Josuke like an idiot and Josuke’s heart fluttered. “You know, Okuyasu Nijimura, I’m like ten thousand percent in love with you.”

“Hell yeah man, I love you too.”

“But I’m not the only person in this town who loves you, alright?”

Josuke was as serious as he ever could be, cause Okuyasu’s happiness was the most serious matter in the world. Okuyasu flushed a little. “I know that now.”

“Well, good.” Josuke nuzzled his nose with his. It was lame, but Josuke could be lame with Okuyasu. “And I’m gonna love you forever.”

Okuyasu was like the sun when he smiled. “I’ll love you forever too, I promise.” Josuke kissed him, his hand on his cheek. Okuyasu’s chest shook as he laughed. “But you ain’t ever beatin me on rainbow road, babydoll. You suck at video games.”

The moment was broken and Josuke was trying to wrestle Okuyasu into the world’s most naked noogie. But they were both happy, and together, and no one had died from sex trauma so all in all, Josuke considered this night a flawless victory.