Naoya was... Well, the worst. You had the misfortune of your clan being an acquaintance of the Zenin clan, so official meetings, casual dinners, or just being around the Zenin estate was a given. Of course you knew each other from childhood, you two were around the same age and witnessed each other growing up.

Naoya was particularly fond of getting on your goddamn nerves. It wasn't a matter of making you feel little compared to him like he believed you were, rather... You weren't the kind of person that would be easy prey to pick on, you had a sharp tongue and the skill to back you up against that misogynistic nightmare, so he made it his mission to torment you by being insufferable.

It started with insults and banter that you always found the flaw of and struck right back, but as the years went by, he found himself in a rather compromising situation, one his short-sighted self didn't foresee.

"Must you humiliate me like this?" Naoya spat out, clutching his lap under the low dining table you both sat at as members of your family talked over tea. He reached for his teacup and glared at you, but it was short-lived as his hands trembled after you flipped the switch higher, causing him to sweat and cough to cover the whimper that almost escaped his mouth.

"H-Hey now... Don't, it's too high they'll- hah..." Naoya tensed, lowering his teacup to place on the table and tilting his head down, making his bleached hair hang low over his forehead while a flush crept all the way up from his neck to his face.

Naoya was in a tight spot, and he knew, oh he knew that threatening you will have absolutely no effect on you so he did the only thing he knew would make you listen, even if it pained him -and simultaneously aroused him- to do.

"Please. I promise I'll be quiet... I will be so fucking good, just-" Another flip of the switch caused his shoulders to tense again. Naoya cursed under his breaths as his head lowered down even more. You could hear his labored breathing coming in hot puffs, his knuckles -now white- loosened around his teacup and slid onto the table, flat over the surface.