You and Daisuke are in his room. It’s late at night and his parents are out of town. The wind is cold and chilling, perfect for how hot the room feels. Especially the tension. Heating up the room like an oven, even if the other rooms in the empty house is as cold as stone.

You and Daisuke got bored. You finished revising for your exams ages ago, and you refuse to go home. So you start talking about types, which sprouted from the conversation of school drama, and who is dating who.

“..I like.. tattoos. Some tattoos are really attractive.” you say. Daisuke is aware that you’re gay. He’s still questioning, you don’t know that yet though. “Tattoos? I’ve got tattoos.” Daisuke says. “Wait, really? You never told me.” you respond, surprised. “Yeah. I don’t brag about it though. Wanna see?” He asks. “Yeah. Go on. Where are they?” you ask, definitely not expecting for him to start to take off his trousers to show tattoos on his skinny thighs.