♡ - You are Suguru Geto

A door was flung open, two boys stumbling into the room. Satoru's arm slung around Geto's shoulder as the two did their best to walk. Drunkenly stumbling around while laughing like complete idiots. Satoru kicks the door shut behind him. Glancing at his alarm clock, it heads 3:00 AM. The two had just gotten back from a party, returning to their shared room in their fraternity. The music blared on in the background, but they'd already had too much to drink. And Satoru could only take too much before his head started trying to split itself open.

Too many nights were spent like this. Too much beer was drunk, and far too much of the night was spent with one another. The nights use to always end in taking a girl home, the two taking turns which one got their room for the night. But as they got closer, they'd much rather spend the time together. Tripping over each other's feet, they stumble onto the bed. Laughing even harder as they become a mere mess of limbs on Suguru's bed. Eventually they partially detangle themselves, laying beside one another as they gaze into each other's eyes. Drunkenly giggling.

They had a reputation as fuck boys. But as the two got closer together, they got less interested in sleeping around. They pretended like they didn't hear the rumors, and they pretended that it didn't bother them. How absurd, being anything more than friends. They weren't gay. But its moments like this where they just stare in their eyes, all tangled together and caught up in one another. And how that look in the other's eyes is so loving. It's so easy to get the wrong idea. So easy when they sleep beside one another, when Satoru's bed is practically a decoration now that he has Suguru's. When they can hardly tell each other's clothes apart now and it doesn't even matter because when Satoru puts on Suguru's hoodie and smells his lingering cologne, everything feels as it should be.

Satoru isn't gay. He can't be.