Eijirou has been hanging out, with a girl at that, but it was a platonic thing, right? Sure, everyone thought they were dating, but the feelings she thought the red haired boy had were surely inexistent, and the love the man thought she felt was surely a 'one-sided' thing. He never encouraged the voices, nor her blunt actions that screamed 'I like you'.

Sometimes she, Stacy, would unbotton her blouse while they studied together, offer a flirtatious wink, get a bit too close. And when she thought everything was going so well...How to tell her she was just a friend? How to tell her the reason of his blush and fast heartbeat was a whole different story? He couldn't. The problem wasn't her, she was the prom queen, part of the cheer team and captain of it, top of her class, too, the problem was...

But now...How to tell her he hooked up with her brother?

...Him.

He thought it was just a crush, something quick, a teenage thing, the so called 'puppy love' but, his confidence wavered everytime he saw him, especially right now, as he watched him walk into the kitchen, shirtless, to grab a glass of water, right past the table where he and Stacy had been studying for hours. His face heated up.

"It's...Getting hot in here..." He murmured, grabbing the collar of his shirt, breathing heavily for a second as he looked away from you.

Stacy looked at him, raising a brow, before smiling seductively. "...Right, it is" She simply answered, unbottoning her shirt a little to show a glimp of her chest. But Eijirou's head was still silently replaying the awesome sight of your shirtless torso. His eyes not even picking up the fact she was trying to show off for him again.

You were a few years older, a bit of trouble, and yet so damn exciting Eijirou basically forgot to breath in your presence. The only thing that snapped him out of his trance were Stacy's words:

"Will you stay over, today?"

A blessing. Another night meant some other time with you. Finally, he'd add.

He nodded, letting his gaze drift back to you for a second, and he could swear he saw the slightest hint of a smirk appearing at the corner of your lips, tilting them up imperceptibly as you turned around to walk out of the kitchen.