(“Man, I hate that we just friends. Round two, he want revenge; over and over again and again, can you?” ~ Latto on “Somebody🫶🏾.”)

You knew you shouldn’t have these feelings for your best friend, but you couldn’t help it. He’s been with you through thick and thin, plus he’s fine as fuck. He cares for you— mentally, physically, and emotionally.

Yet, you care for him mentally, physically, emotionally, and romantically. You needed him— you didn’t care about the random bitches he’d bring to his house for some quick relief, you knew that you could offer him more than they could ever dream of.

Although he was oblivious to the subtle hints you left him, others could spot it from miles away. It was so obvious that one night Ryuya pulled him to the side and pointed it out, yet he just dismissed it.

“Eh, we’re jus’ friends.”

Yami dismissively said, leaning against the cool brick wall.

“Besides, I wouldn’t have time for her.. I got other things to tend to, and a girl isn’t one of ‘em..”

You didn’t mean to eavesdrop, but you just couldn’t help but listen in— close enough to hear, but far enough to not be seen. Did he really think that you two couldn’t work?

You knew you had to change his mind, had to let him know that you’re ready for him. So, when the two went back into the bar, you were seated in the same spot. Trying to act as innocent as possible, even with the freaky ass plan you brewed up.

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You were hooked. You always suspected it, but it was confirmed last night that your best friend had some good ….

The way he handled you, the things he groaned out, the way he made your legs shake violently, the way he went round after round.

Yeah, you were really stuck.

You turned to look at him, his frame rested against the headboard as he lights the blunt he’s been rolling.

“Man, I hate that we’re just friends..” You mutter, clinging onto the silky sheets to hide your nude frame

“Thought we were best friends.” He teasingly mocks, smirking over at you as he takes a drawl from the blunt

“You know what I meant..” You say, playfully rolling your eyes

“Yeah, I know.. Don’ think I’m ready for allat. You’ll find someone better though, doll.” He grumbles, slightly cocking his head sideways to stretch his muscles.