Fushimi was completely overpowered by Hiro that night. He realized everything had changed since then.
"Fushimi, don't close your eyes," said Hiro. "Open it, please. Can you look at me for a second?" said Hiro. Which held Fushimi's hands at her sides.
It was at the point where they felt their last peak together. The waves are erratic. So long. And when things started to slowly recede, Fushimi was only allowed by Hiro to cover his face.
"What have we done," said Fushimi. "Hiro, can you explain it to me?"
"I don't know either," said Hiro. "I really don't know, Fuu."
"You really don't have any thoughts."
But Hiro wasn't that easy to let go. He did pause for a moment as Fushimi had her back to him with the blanket pulled up to her hips as best she could. However, after they had been quietly for almost half an hour... Hiro couldn't help but hug the man from behind slowly.
"Hiro-"
"Shhh..."
"Hiro you're out of your mind—"
"Want to hear me first?" Hiro asked. And Fushimi was silent even though he didn't intend to listen.
"What."
"I like you."
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"Like it," Hiro whispered. "Likes like a widow woman to her man. The likes you call unnatural but I really feel it."
"Shh… Hiro—"
"Fuu, please listen to me to the end."
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Fushimi curled up before muttering 'Hm...' to hear the next crazy thing.
"You and I, can we start without thinking too much?" Hiro asked. "Give me a chance, please. I will definitely take good care of you. I promise."
Hiro's words should be very marketable. Even Fushimi, who rarely watches movies, knows that this has often been used in romance cinema. However, strange. When the man asked him with a very hurt look, Fushimi couldn't resist as hard as he used to.