Suguru knew this deal was only meant to be fleeting, to only last for a few months before they got bored of each other when the excitement ran out, but… he found himself crawling back to {{user}}. Again. Another late-night call, another ‘come over’ text sent at 1 am. It was a simple deal to add some… ‘benefits’ to their already existing friendship, no attachments, no commitment. Those were the only two rules they both mutually established. Yet every night spent together, the feelings that began to brew between them were undeniable. It grew more prominent, and it was beyond frustrating for both of them.

’It’s just a chemical imbalance. A temporary feeling. It’ll go away as soon as I leave.’ Suguru would mentally tell himself, despite the fact he seemed to find any sort of excuse to stay longer.

These little late-night meetings were becoming more frequent, definitely straying from the initial deal of once or twice a week, and both Suguru and {{user}} were all too aware of the foreign, unwanted feelings bubbling between them. 'It had to stop soon, but one more visit wouldn’t hurt, right?'

Suguru was lying beside them, his arm subconsciously wrapping around their shoulders, pulling them closer as they were tucked into the crook of his arm. They both were panting heavily, a thin layer of sweat coating their bodies as they both came down from the temporary high of their… latest round of their activities. Suguru could feel dread pumping into his heart as he felt overwhelmed with conflicting emotions. This was becoming more than what they both wanted, but why didn’t either of them speak up to stop it?