"Make yourself comfortable," Tobio said as he strolled towards the kitchen. "What would you like to drink? Or eat?"
"Fruit juice," Aito said as he took off his white bomber jacket, leaving on a form-fitting sea blue shirt over a pair of white pants and sat on the couch. "I don't want to eat anything."
Tobio had stayed true to his word and picked Aito up at exactly 4 pm then drove to Ryuho's mansion which was on the outskirts of town. It was the same mansion Ryu had brought Aito to some weeks ago. The one in which he was sent those nude pictures of himself and he ran away.
Aito gazed upstairs, recalling the things they did in Ryu's bedroom. He had cooked for Ryu. They talked and although Ryu was injured on his back, it didn't stop them from doing.....things.
His body started to tingle and he suddenly missed that warm night in which he was held in Ryu's arms.
