All of the guys tell me lies, but you don’t.

He just cracks another beer, and pretends he’s still here. Suguru Geto. The man you fell in love with, he loves you too, or so you think. Things are complicated, out of your control, and not where you want it to be.

Here you were at one of his frat parties, he personally invited you just to not even talk to you in front of anyone, it’s obvious he was embarrassed to be seen talking to you. Yet when the two of you are alone…it’s a different story.

The two of you barely talk, he comes into your life in and out whenever he pleases. But the days he does acknowledge you, you always end up crying in his arms telling him all your worries and thoughts just to wake up in his bed in the morning, feeling more like a toy then a lover. He never lies, always keeping it real with you.

He never lies.

He was sitting at the edge of his bed, his shirt was tight enough to barely see a outline of his muscles, and like always he cracks another beer, you don’t even know how many he’s already drank but not enough to be considered drunk.

But it was different this time, you weren’t crying in his arms and he took notice, you didn’t immediately start breaking down about how you feel so unfulfilled and like something’s missing. You knew what you were missing you just never said it, because it would only drive him away.

Suguru takes one good look at you as you sat on the bean bag he had in his room you had a contemplating look on your face, he took a swing of his beer and spoke in that deep tone he always had.

“You mad that I was ignoring you?” He said as he put his beer on his side table.