"It's okay. The train is still running." Kawashita stood and stretched again. "Do you have some cup noodles?
I'm hungry now too."
We stared at each other, the tension lifting. We didn't break anything. We were still safe. I shook my head at him, but his eyes glimmered with determination, and my stomach agreed with him.
I ended up keeping Kawashita's navy blue shirt. I wore it under my sweater and coat as we went down. After going to the convenience store and eating noodles, Kawashita walked me back to the entrance of the apartment building. The air between us had lightened, but there were still traces of awkwardness.
Nobody mentioned the fight before or how we fell asleep or how close we almost broke our rule. I didn't mind. Having someone to eat cup noodles with in the middle of the night was more than enough for me now.
"So," Kawashita started when we were at the entrance.
"So," I repeated.
"When can I see you again?" He shoved his hands on his pockets.
I knew it meant when can I fuck you again, but it made me smile. A slow meaningful grin. "When are you free?"
"I'm available every weekday's night, and I don't have classes on Thursday afternoons." He paused and grimaced. "Did I seem too eager?"
"Nah, you're safe." I chuckled.
He grinned, making his eyes disappear. "That's good to know."
"How about Monday night?" I looked at him pointedly. "If you're indeed free. We'll see how it goes."
Kawashita agreed and promised to message before coming. We bid each other goodnight and goodbye. He had to hurry to catch the last train, but he wouldn't go unless I entered the building. Grinning, I turned towards the entrance and walked when he grabbed my arm.
He pulled out my hand from my coat pocket. I faced him. "You're going to miss the train."
"I can walk." He caressed my hand before he pulled me closer that he towered over me.
"What is it? Did you forget anything?" I squeezed back his hand, glancing up at him.
Kawashita hesitated then he pursed his lips. "About that test."
"Oh." My grin widened. This guy.
His ears reddened. Clearing his throat, he tried to take back his sweating hand but I wouldn't let go. He groaned and then bowed. "How about tomorrow? We can go together if you like."
"You wanted it that bad yet you managed to stop me." I nodded. "I admire your self-control, Kawashita-kun."
He bit his lips. "You have no idea."
I studied him as I considered his words. "As much as I'd like to, I don't think I'm ready for that yet."
Kawashita's eyes lost a bit of its shimmer. "I understand."
"But I'll take one tomorrow. That way we'll have our results next week." I took his other hand. "Is it a deal?"
A small smile appeared on his lips. "It turns out I'm not the only one who's hungry."
"Yes, yes." I chuckled.
"Well, then, I'll see you on Monday." Kawashita pressed his cold lips on my forehead.
***
"I can't believe we're doing this." Nanami glanced left and right. "Are you sure about this?"
"We're here now, and we can't exactly back out," I said, glancing at the entrance of the testing center.
Nanami sighed. "We should have gone to Tanaka-sensei."
Tanaka-sensei? Tanaka…I thought hard then I remembered the Ob-gyn certificates in frames in Tanaka-senpai's house.
"But that's Tanaka-senpai's mother." I frowned. "We can't."
"Why not? This would have been easier and less embarrassing." Nanami's voice turned into a whine. Her lips pouted.
I paused, thinking, weighing. "No. I don't want Kazuya to know."
Nanami's eyes widened and her lips parted. "You want me to keep this a secret from him? That's impossible."
"No, of course not." I touched her arm. "Just for now. Do you want him to know you're ready to have sex with Sano?"
"Reiko," she hissed, glancing around to see if anyone heard us.
"He'd tease me to no end." I winced, imagining it.
She stilled as if considering it. I approached her because I had no one else, and going alone seemed scarier. Before I knew it, I had messaged Nanami after I got back to my apartment last night. She didn't ask why. She only asked if I was sure. I told her yes before I could back out.
"I guess you're right. Kazuya would look so smug." She breathed deeply. "But there was no way we could keep this from him. He'd look at me and know."
I smiled. "It's a good thing he's not here. Let's get this done and over with so we could get some cake and discuss how you managed to keep your heck of a boyfriend from pressuring you for sex."
"Because he's a good guy." Nanami smirked and hit me in the arms.
"Please." I rolled my eyes.
"He is. You guys just don't see it." Her eyes gleamed.
"As long as he makes you happy, Nanami."
"Does Kawashita-kun makes you happy?" she asked.
I raised an eyebrow then cleared my throat, deciding whether to lie or not. The answer slipped out of me unfiltered. Even I was surprised about it.
"Yes."
Nanami's face brightened even more. "Then this is already worth it."
I didn't reply. I didn't know how to tell her I wasn't so sure about that. My feelings were a mess. Maybe I was happier than I realized. Maybe it was the anticipation or excitement. Whatever it might be, I was here because I—we wanted oral sex.
'I'm here now. You better be taking one today as well. Call me later?' I typed in my phone and sent it to Kawashita.
A reply came in an instant. 'Way ahead of you, Reiko-senpai. Tell me when you're over.'
The message was a relief and encouragement. I glanced at my friend. "Ready?"
Nanami looked back at me and nodded. We headed towards the entrance.