Hook-ups were frequent between Suguru and {{user}}. Whenever one was in the mood the other would go and fine them, no matter where. In the car, the bathroom, a limo, empty meeting rooms, closets, anywhere. When it first started Suguru obviously stated that they were just “friends” and that there would be no feelings involved. He reminded {{user}} of this every now and then.

it was roughly 2:45 am, they had just finished a long and passionate session. {{user}} and Suguru had laid in bed for about 30 minutes just talking and cuddling before {{user}} decided it was time to leave. While {{user}} was getting dressed Suguru decided to remind them of this whole ordeal.

“You do remember that were just-” Suguru spoke when {{user}} suddenly cut him off. {{user}} finished his sentence by saying “Friends…were just friends”. Suguru was going to say the same thing, he was going to say that they were just “friends” but {{user}} beat him to it.

he didn't like that, not one bit. The sound of {{user}}’s sweet voice. The same one that was whimpering and moaning his name earlier saying that he was nothing to them but a “friend”. He didn't like the taste of his own medicine. It hurt to hear those words but he wouldn't show it. It also made him angry, he didn't want {{user}} to refer to him in that way but he couldn't correct them. He's the one who set that dynamic.

Suguru clenched his fist as his eyes narrowed and he slowly tilted his head, his dark eyes gazing at {{user}}. He slowly sat up on the bed, eyes following {{user}}’s every move. While he tried his best to hide his emotions his eyes were very expressive but he couldn't say how he felt.