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Riding the subway was always a pain.

But it was the only way to get to and from college if Inosuke didn't want to either get a car (which meant passing his drivers test) or paying 1500 yen for a taxi. He'd pass on both of those, thank you very much.

It's not like he could walk, either. It was 28 kilometers from his apartment to his college, and then back. Like hell he was gonna walk all that way twice a day.

It's not like the subway was bad, but it was just so boring. And the last five stops it was usually only him since his stop was the second to last and everyone had usually left by then.

So, one day he was sitting in the metro car, typing something on his phone, grey mask pulled down to his chin because no one was on the train and he didn't care about Corona but that's beside the point.

The point was, the stop after the last person got off, other than Inosuke. Someone new got on. Inosuke barely looked up to see who it was. Not someone who looked familiar, but he was also wearing a black mask covering most of his face. He looked directly at Inosuke and blinked. The other snarled. "You got a problem, buddy?" he asked.

The black-haired stranger shook his head. "Sorry..." he mumbled and took a seat directly across from him and pulled out a book.

Inosuke found himself resisting the urge to laugh. Who brought books on subway cars? What kind of old man was this guy? He sat up and studied this guy more closely. Choppy black hair pulled into a single ponytail behind his head, blue eyes like an ocean, porcelain skin... oh god fucking dammit he was hot.

Inosuke nearly jumped at the ping of his phone. He looked down to see a few texts from one of his roommates, Tanjirou Kamado, asking what he wanted for dinner. Inosuke sent a few ideas back, most of them being meat-related, and went back to staring at this mystery stranger.

"You know I can tell you're staring," he said out of nowhere.

Inosuke turned bright red and pulled up his mask to hide it. He mumbled a quick sorry and slumped in his seat. The man looked at him. "Do you have a name?" he asked, closing his book.

Inosuke was sure he heard him wrong. "Huh?" he asked right back.

The man sighed and rolled his eyes. "My name is Giyuu Tomioka, and you are?" he rephrased.

He didn't hear him wrong. A hot guy wanted to talk to him. That's a first. "Oh, I'm Inosuke Hashibira," he said.

The man pulled off his mask, revealing a curt mouth with lips Inosuke would love to have against his own, wait, what? "Inosuke, huh. Well, It's nice to-"

"Now stopping at Kimetsu Station." the train came to a stop and Inosuke stood up.

"I gotta go," he said and started heading out the doors. "I'll see you later!"

Tomioka waved to him with a small smile before the doors closed and the train drove away.

...

"I'm telling you, he was totally hitting on me," Inosuke said as food was placed in front of him.

Zenitsu rolled his eyes. "Didn't you say that about that one girl who was working in the medical ward of your college and, like, almost beat you up?"

"Oh, yeah. Aoi was her name, wasn't it?" Tanjirou chimed in.

Inosuke slammed his head on the table. "Shut up, this is different," he grumbled.

"Different in what way?" Zenitsu snorted, taking a bite of his food. "All he did was ask you your frickin' name, and all of a sudden you're head over heels for him? I don't buy it. Sounds like a crappy fanfiction."

Tanjirou sighed. "Zenitsu, you love cheesy fanfiction," he noted.

Zenitsu scoffed. "There is a difference between a well-written, good-humored, piece of art fanfiction and a fanfiction written by a 12-year-old," he argued.

The two continued to discuss the topic, while Inosuke shoved food in his mouth. He really hoped he would see Giyuu tomorrow, he wanted to talk to him more. Maybe be invited into his bed? Okay, no, maybe not that far. Well, maybe.

Inosuke groaned to himself. Fuck... he had to SO bad. "Excuse me, Dirty Laundry was a MASTERPIECE and you have no right to talk bad on it," Zenitsu said out of nowhere, clearly offended.

"Zen, it doesn't matter how good a fan fiction was, 99% of the time it doesn't have influence over the actual canon." Tanjirou tried to explain calmly.

"Can you two shut up, please?" Inosuke said, mouth full.

Zenitsu huffed and took another bite of food. Tanjirou already looked mentally exhausted with having the one brain cell the three shared for the night. Inosuke stared at the ceiling. Was it too much to ask for a little bit more time with Tomioka?

Well, he should've been careful what he wished for.

...

The next day Inosuke sat on the metro, bouncing his knee up and down. He hoped he would be able to at least SEE this mystery person again today. Finally, the last person got off, and for the next five stops, Inosuke could be alone. But that wouldn't end up being the case.

The stop right after that Giyuu Tomioka himself stepped onto the car, mask already pulled down to his chin. He took one look at Inosuke and his eyes visibly sparkled. Sparkled? What was this guy? an anime character?

He didn't sit across from Inosuke this time. He sat a seat next to him. "Hi," he said.

Inosuke gave him a lazy salute. "Yo." was all that came out.

"How are you?"  he asked, crossing his legs.

Inosuke leaned back in his seat. "Pretty good, what 'bout you?" he replied.

"Super depressed and anxious, but otherwise fine," Tomioka said, deadpanning.

Inosuke gave a half-hearted laugh. "Sorry, were you being serious?"

Tomioka sighed. "Yeah, kinda. But... it's good to talk to you again." he offered him a small smile.

Inosuke licked his lips quickly. "Right, so-"

The train suddenly lurched backward, sending Tomioka flying to he knocked into Inosuke, landing on top of him. 

"We apologize for the inconvenience. It seems due to unforeseen circumstances the train has been shut down. We ask you to give us a few minutes to fix the issue and then we'll send you on your way." the speaker on the train spoke out.

"Oh, you gotta be kidding me," Tomioka said, look of worry on his face.

Inosuke couldn't care less. All he was focused on was Tomioka's warm crotch pressed between his and- ohmygod WHY was he so horny right now?! "Um, wait so the train's broken?" were the words that came out of his mouth when he recollected his thoughts.

Tomioka nodded. He looked down at Inosuke and realized the position they were in then quickly got off. "Sorry about that," he mumbled and placed his hands on his arms.

Inosuke slowly sat up. Darn. What were they supposed to do now? Talk? Inosuke hated talking, he was awful at it. But he couldn't just say, 'Hey, wanna make out?'. That's rude and Tanjirou would beat him to a pulp for being rude to someone on the metro. "So, what are we going to do?" he asked.

Tomioka walked up to the doors and lightly pulled at them. "Well, we won't be able to get out on our own, even if we could there's the possibility that we would get run over by another train. But the entire system ould be down because of this. I think the best course of action is to stay here and wait until they resolve the problem." he spoke.

Half of that flew over Inosuke's head. He squinted and nodded once. "Aight, we stay here until the train works again. Sounds good to me."

Tomioka pulled out his phone. "I advise you to call your parents or whoever you may be staying with and letting them know you may not be home for a little while. I'm calling my roommate right now," he said, dialing a number.

Inosuke watched him. The caller picked up and INosuke listened to the one-sided conversation. "Hey, Sabito... No, I'm fine. Just a little stuck... Relax, the train broke down. I won't be home until later, that's all... Okay... Yeah, I got it... Don't do that, you need your sleep... I'll be fine...-"

Eventually, Inosuke tuned it out. He wasn't the jealous type, however, the possibility that this 'roommate' might be his boyfriend or girlfriend or partner or whatever. Due to an incident in high school, he accidentally slept with another girl's boyfriend and she 'almost' killed him, or came very close to. The fight went down in his school's history, he ended up pulverizing the guy for using him as a side chick and the dude ended up switching schools. Inosuke is actually really good friends with the girl now but that's beside the point. The point is if Tomioka had someone he was seeing he wouldn't go after him, he would respect their relationship because he wouldn't want to destroy another relationship.

"Inosuke?"

Inosuke's head snapped up to see Tomioka staring at him. "Are you going to call anyone?" he asked.

Inosuke blinked, then scrambled for his phone. "Um, yeah, just gimme a sec..."

...

"I'm sorry WHAT?!" Zenitsu's voice screamed at him through the other end.

Inosuke winced. "I said, the train broke and I won't be back until they fix it!" he reiterated.

"So, should I put your food in the fridge for now?" Tanjirou asked. "Do you want me to re-heat it when you get back?"

"Yes, please." Inosuke felt his mouth watering. GOD, he was hungry. "Don't worry about me, I'll be fine. I've got you-know-who to keep me company," he whispered that last part.

Not that it mattered, Tomioka was absorbed in his book at this point.

"Please... PLEASE do not fuck him on the train." Zenitsu groaned. "That's just nasty and there're cameras and shit in there."

Inosuke snickered. "No promises." he teased.

He heard another groan from Zenitsu. Then an awkward chuckle from Tanjirou. "It doesn't matter. Just, promise me you won't do anything stupid." the brunette on the other end spoke. 

"He's not stupid?"

"Not what I- y'know what. Just be patient, okay? We'll come in contact with the station network and see what we can do about the situation. Just sit tight, Inosuke."

Inosuke nodded to himself. "Yep, got it. See ya soon."

The call ended and Inosuke tucked his phone into his pocket. Tomioka had shifted his position so now he was slightly slumped backward in his seat, one foot up on the seat, book propped up on his knees. Inosuke raised his legs to cross them on the seat. Well, now they've just got to wait.

...

An hour passed. Tomioka finished his book and Inosuke's phone was almost dead. Inosuke had migrated to a laying down position, legs kicking up in the air. Tomioka was standing up and stretching. The two were making light conversation.

"Did you contact your roommates?" Tomioka asked.

"Yeah, Zenitsu was kinda worried for me, but Tanjirou wasn't concerned. Honestly, the biggest thing I miss is dinner right now." Inosuke replied.

"Speaking of which, what time is it?"

"Uh... last time I checked was a little past 6? Something like that."

"Ah okay."

"Did ya call your roommate or whoever that was?"

"Yeah, I just let him know I would be home later than usual. I'm just glad this didn't happen in either a crowded car or when I was in a rush to get somewhere like work."

Inosuke sat up, cracking his neck. "Speaking of which, what is your job?"

Tomioka's hands fell to his sides. "I work as an assistant teacher for a self-defense elective in a high school," he explained.

Inosuke cracked a smile. "That really fucking cool," he said.

Tomioka narrowed his eyes. "Language." he scolded.

Inosuke rolled his eyes. "I'm not 10 years old, I go to college, old man!"

Why was he yelling at him? He didn't have to, but he was. See what I meant when I told you Inosuke was terrible at communication? Tomioka sighed, crossing his arms. "Doesn't matter, really. How old are you anyway?"

Inosuke choked at that. "I... uh, I'm 19," he said.

"24," Tomioka stated. "Guess we're closer in age than I thought."

A heavy silence befell the two of them. Inosuke felt small, and he wasn't talking about his 5'4" stature. He kept clenching and unclenching his fists, trying to get his blood flowing. Should he try flirting with him now? Would that be okay? Maybe not. Inosuke wasn't one to overthink, but this man was making him question everything. "So... Tomioka. Do you have a partner of any kind?" he asked. Might as well figure out now if he should make any kind of advances or if it was a hopeless cause.

Tomioka gave him a look. Something was weird in his eyes, and in his general aura. Something shifted when he said that, was it a form of hope? Inosuke couldn't tell underneath an unwavering expression. "No, I don't. I'm not in a romantic relationship of any kind," he replied.

Inosuke swallowed. Damn, was it getting hot in here, or was he going crazy?

Wait, it was definitely getting hotter in here. Inosuke had long since shed his jacket, and even now he was sweating. What he wouldn't give to be home where he could walk around without a shirt and only Zenitsu would care.

Tomioka seemed to notice the gradual change in temperature too, but he wasn't stripping at all. He kept his jacket on and his shirt was buttoned up all the way still. Neither had their masks on, Corona was the least of their problems at this point.

...

Another hour passed. The place was getting hotter. Tomioka gave in and took off his jacket, tying it around his waist. Both were sitting next to each other, not really talking but kind of staring off into space.

"Hey... Inosuke?" Tomioka spoke up at one point.

"Yeah?" the man in question replied, brushing his bangs out of his forehead. 

"When you asked if I had a partner, was that a way of flirting with me?"

Silence. Inosuke stared at the ceiling. "Uhhh... yes? You're really attractive and I wanna make out with you but I didn't if you had a significant other cause been there done that and it's not fun."

There, he said it. He wasn't thinking straight, okay? It was hotter than hell and Inosuke was starting to get a headache.

Tomioka stared at him. Breathing heavily. "You... want to..."

He touched his lips gingerly, then took a sharp inhale and motioned for Inosuke to come closer. The other obliged. "Okay, let's make out then." Tomioka practically breathed that sentence.

Inosuke choked. "Wait, really?" he asked, startled.

Tomioka grabbed him by the collar and nodded. "Yes," he said and bumped his nose against Inosuke's. "Kiss me."

Inosuke immediately did as he was told. Tomioka's lips crashed into his and they felt so good. A bit sweaty from the heat but other than that they felt like heaven. Inosuke smirked and grabbed Tomioka's face for a better angle. The other winced but Inosuke ate it up. Okay, maybe he was drunk on the heat. Didn't matter, Tomioka was kissing him and that was all that mattered right now.

Inosuke poked his tongue at the seam of Tomioka's lips and the other hesitantly opened his mouth, letting the other explore his mouth with his tongue. Inosuke moved his hands and started unbuttoning Tomioka's shirt. The other sighed with relief that provided. Inosuke finally broke apart from him to look at him. He gave him so much pleasure to see the other shaking and blushing in front of him. "I have heat stroke," Tomioka admitted.

Inosuke almost laughed. "Well I'm sorry if I'm about to make it worse." he purred and climbed into his lap.

Tomioka looked up at him, panting, pupils blown wide. Inosuke carefully moved to slip Tomioka's shirt off and onto the chair beside him. "Wanna continue?" he said with a coy smiled.

Tomioka took a breath and nodded, holding onto Inosuke's waist carefully. "Where did you learn to kiss like that?" he asked.

Inosuke moved to gently kiss at his exposed neck and collar bones. "High school," he mumbled. "Learned a lotta stuff then."

Tomioka breathed in sharply. "Ah..." was all he replied with.

Inosuke nipped lightly at the area where his neck met his shoulder and was rewarded with a small yelp from the other. "H-Hey," he said.

"Wanna take it from here?" Inosuke raised his head, giving him a teasing kiss.

Tomioka gulped Inosuke could feel him shaking. The younger blinked slowly and rolled his hips against Tomioka, rubbing their crotches together. Tomioka hissed then let out a low moan. "F-Fuck," he whispered.

"Hey, I got you to curse." Inosuke snickered.

Tomioka, almost instinctively, raised his hips upwards to do it again. Inosuke sighed and the two set a good rhythm. Tomioka grabbed Inosuke's hair and pulled him into another rough kiss, still grinding their hips together. Inosuke felt Tomioka moan into his mouth again and he ate it up. "Hell yeah, baby. Keep 'em comin'," he mumbled.

"Don't... don't dirty talk to me while... um... I can feel your..."

"Oh, you're no fun, Giyuu," Inosuke smirked. "C'mon, don't you wish there weren't these clothes between us?"

"I..." Tomioka swallowed a moan. "I don't know..."

Inosuke pressed his face into Tomioka's hair. "Don't ya wanna fuck me?"

Was this the heat talking? Inosuke didn't know. All he knew was this felt like actual bliss. Tomioka let out some sounds before holding up his shaky hands and placing them in between Inosuke's thighs. "Y-Yes," he whispered. "Not here, but yes."

The grinding got faster and Inosuke wanted to yell, wanted to rip all pieces of clothing he had on him off. Tomioka was very handsy, apparently, because his hands had migrated into Inosuke's pants, holding on tight to his ass, making them slide together better. Inosuke allowed himself to let out a small sound. Tomioka heaved his own moan and tilted his head back. Inosuke grabbed at his hair and yanked it out of its ponytail, Tomioka screamed at that. Inosuke smiled, sweating, and breathing heavily from a mixture of heat and sexual tension.

His pants felt incredibly tight on him. He swallowed excess saliva and pressed his face into Tomioka's shoulder. "I... Giyuu I think I'm gonna-"

"Thank you for your patience. The metro car, as well as the air conditioning, has now been fixed. We will be continuing on our way now. We once again apologize for the inconvenience."

Inosuke felt a blast of cool air on his back. All of a sudden the entire sexual aura just disappeared. Tomioka released him and placed his hands on his shoulders. "Um...Well then." was all he said.

Inosuke looked at the older man. His blush was cooling down, and he seemed disappointed. Inosuke slid off of him. "I... I'm sorry," he mumbled.

Tomioka surprised him with a gentle kiss on his mouth. "It's fine. We'll see each other again. I'd like to take you out sometime." he replied.

Inosuke blinked. "Wait, REALLY?!" he nearly shouted.

Tomioka smiled and nodded. "Yeah, and maybe... I'll take you up on your offer one day."

Inosuke turned beet red at the implications of that. The metro dinged. "Arrived at Kimetsu Station." and Tomioka pushed Inosuke up. "I'll see you tomorrow," he said.

Inosuke grabbed his jacket and rushed out the doors. "Um, right, yeah, see ya."

The doors closed and the train sped away. 

...

"You have got to be kidding me."

Inosuke was jumping on the couch, clearly excited. Tanjirou was re-heating his food for him, half-listening to the conversation. "You dry-humped a man you had only met, what, yesterday? And now he's taking you out?" Zenitsu rephrased.

"Basically, yeah!" Inosuke confirmed, jumping off the bed and sitting at the table, shoveling food into his mouth. It was almost 10 and Inosuke wanted to eat and head to bed.

"But... you can't maintain a relationship?!" Zenitsu shouted, slamming his hands on the table.

Inosuke gave him a look, mouth full of food. "I can and I will. Watch me, Dentistu," he grumbled.

Zenitsu groaned and Tanjirou gave him a weak smile. "Inosuke, I'm glad you were able to find someone who makes you happy. We'll pray you don't ruin it," he said.

"Not that that'll do him any good," Zenitsu mumbled.

Tanjirou put a hand on his shoulder and gave him the look. Zenitsu sighed and walked away. Inosuke finished his food and got up to go to bed, only to be stopped by Tanjirou. "Inosuke, please, be careful with this guy. You haven't been the best at romance in the past and I'd hate for you to get depressed because of this," he said, concern hidden in his voice.

Inosuke shook him off. "Relax, Tamajiro, I'll be fine. What, you think I'm going to eat him or something?"

Tanjirou deadpanned. "Knowing you, you might," he said.

Inosuke laughed. Tanjirou's face broke into a smile."But I'm serious when I say be careful. Don't go doing anything that'll just end up with you and a broken heart. I will buy ice cream for you if that happens but I'd rather save our budget."

Inosuke smiled at him. "Don't worry about it. I'm sure it'll be fine. And I won't get depressed, at least not for very long. Don't be so worried."

Tanjirou sighed. "Okay. I trust you."

Zenitsu popped in at the perfect time. "A horrible decision, really."

Inosuke chased him around the apartment.

...

Inosuke was bouncing his knee up and down on the train the next day. He was incredibly excited to see Tomioka again, and even more excited to be able to get a chance to go out with him. He promised himself he would try his hardest to keep this relationship intact. 

The last person got off and Inosuke held his breath. Right on time, Tomioka stepped on at the next stop. He pulled down his mask when he saw Inosuke. The other stood up and ran over to hug him. "You missed me?" Tomioka asked.

"Fuck yeah," Inosuke replied, separating enough to look him in the eyes. "Missed ya all day, could barely concentrate because of it."

"Well, that's sweet. I appreciate the thought, Inosuke."

Small silence, then Inosuke leaned in and kissed Tomioka. The other reached up to run his fingers through his hair, Inosuke holding on tight to his shoulders. They stayed like that for maybe a minute and then pulled away. Tomioka smiled and led Inosuke to sit down. "Okay, I want to take you out tomorrow, is that okay?" he asked.

Inosuke nodded. "Yeah! I would love to do that!"

"Okay," Tomioka said and handed Inosuke his phone. "Put in your number, so I can text you the location and time. Sound good?"

Inosuke nodded. He punched in his number, and put an '>:3' emote next to his name. He handed Tomioka's phone back and the other offered him a small thanks. There was another small bout of silence and then Inosuke cleared his throat. "Wanna kiss again?" he asked.

Tomioka pursed his lips and nodded. Inosuke mashed their lips together and they kissed until Inosuke had to get off the train.

Back home he received a small string of texts from Tomioka.

Giyuu 💙:

Hey, Inosuke

Giyuu 💙:

It's Giyuu

Inosuke:

Hi

Inosuke:

Whaz the plan?

Giyuu 💙:

Do you know the red gates in front of downtown?

Giyuu 💙:

Can you meet me there tomorrow at 5 pm?

Inosuke:

Yea

Inosuke:

What're we doin?

Giyuu 💙:

That's a surprise

Giyuu 💙:

:)

Inosuke:

Okey dokey

Inosuke was excited. Zenitsu and Tanjirou noticed his change in mood right away. Tanjirou was happy for him. Zenitsu had this mentality of "who are you and what have you done to Inosuke Hashibira?".

But none of that mattered because tomorrow Inosuke would do his best at the date, and then do his best to seduce Tomioka. He wondered if they could fuck at his house, or if he needed to tell Zenitsu and Tanjirou to get out of the apartment for the night. No doubt they would be annoyed about that, but if Inosuke was going to get laid, he could care less, to be honest.

...

To be perfectly honest, this might have been the first time Inosuke had ever been to the red gates.

They were a popular tourist attraction, that was a fact, but he didn't know about them until he was four months into his first year of college. 

They were kind of underwhelming.

But enough about the red gates. Tomioka was waiting for him under them, and that's what Inosuke was interested in. He walked up to him, hands shoved in his pockets, smiling subconsciously. "Hey," he spoke up.

Tomioka greeted him with a smile. "Good evening, Inosuke. How are you?" he asked.

Inosuke rubbed the back of his neck. "Pretty good. Didn't have classes today so that's always a plus."

Tomioka nodded and extended his hand. "Shall we go now?"

Inosuke felt his face heat up. He smirked and grabbed Tomioka's hand, wrapping it around his shoulders. "Yes. Where are you taking me, Mr. Hot-Shot?" he hummed.

Tomioka clicked his tongue. "Still a surprise. Just follow my lead and we'll arrive shortly."

That was enough for Inosuke. 

They walked downtown for a little bit, talking mindlessly. A few people stared at them and one woman straight up gave then one of the most disgusted looks Inosuke had seen, maybe one to rival one of Tanjirou's. He had half a mind to flip her off right there.

But he didn't. He just huffed to himself, to which Tomioka's arm fell and wrapped around his waist instead. "Ignore them," he whispered.

Inosuke just nodded. If he dressed any different then maybe people would think he was female and wouldn't give him these judgmental stares. Not his fault he found guys hot, why did these assholes care who he slept with?

Here's another fun story from Inosuke's high school. He found out one of his teachers was homophobic so he filmed him and his friend with benefits at the time fucking and sent the video to that teacher. The guy ended up getting arrested for sexual harassment of some of the female students and Inosuke didn't feel any hint of remorse for the guy.

Back to the present.

They walked through an alleyway to a small park framed with a fence. Tomioka walked through the opening, Inosuke in tow. They sat down on the swing set. At this point, Inosuke actually started getting nervous. He didn't know how to talk to people! Was that his fault?! No, well, kind of. He blamed his mom.

"Inosuke?" Tomioka poked him. "You okay?"

Inosuke choked but quickly pulled himself together and nodded. "Yeah, sorry. What were you saying?"

Tomioka stared at him for a bit before kicking off the ground. "I was just thinking, you're not particularly good at this, aren't you?"

Inosuke froze. Oh, shit. He caught on. "Not really. Romantic stuff like this isn't my strong suit," he admitted.

Tomioka side-eyed him. "Thought as much. I'm sorry then, for putting you on the spot like this."

"No! It's fine!" Inosuke said maybe a little too loudly. "I... like being near you."

He liked looking at him, replaying the events of a few days ago, making up new scenarios in his mind of wandering hands and hot mouths. He wouldn't say any of that out loud, though. "You... you're really..." shit, he always struggled with compliments. "I like you a lot!"

Tomioka's eyes wandered all over him, and Inosuke squirmed in the seat. "I see." the older man finally spoke. "It's okay. I'll take you home now."

Inosuke stared at his outstretched hand. "Wait, what?"

"It's obvious you aren't exactly enjoying yourself here, so I'll take you back."

Inosuke jumped up. "No! I want to spend time with you!" he shouted.

Tomioka narrowed his eyes. "Inosuke." he scolded. "I won't push you. We can leave if that's what you want."

Inosuke didn't say anything to that. Tomioka started walking away. Inosuke clenched his fist and brought it to his mouth. "Dammit, why are you so daft?" he mumbled.

Tomioka turned around, only to be pinned against the fence by Inosuke. "You're so fuckin' dense. What the hell is up with that?"

"Hey-"

"SHUT UP!" Inosuke shouted, grabbing Tomioka's jaw and tilting it downwards towards his face. "I'm talking, and you're going to listen to me."

Tomioka closed his mouth. Inosuke sighed. "No, I'm not good at all that cheesy romantic bull shit, so I can't give you a proper healthy relationship, but that doesn't mean I don't like you! I like you a lot and I was willing to go on a date with you I like you that much. Anyone else I would've skipped straight to the dirty stuff but I didn't wanna scare you off and now you probably hate me now and-"

Tomioka leaned down and pressed a rough kiss to Inosuke mouth. The other's ramblings were muffled by messy tongues and his words died in his throat. When Tomioka pulled away Inosuke was out of breath. "Why?" was all he was able to make out.

"Because, I'm just trying to understand you better," Tomioka replied. "Inosuke, you'll have to forgive me, I've never been in a relationship before. I don't know how to do this either, so it's all very... awkward... for me. But I know that you have to listen to your partner. I'm trying to listen to you. And from what I'm hearing you're not entirely into this 'dating' thing. Am I right?"

Inosuke froze. Yeah, it sounded obvious and he probably got it from a book or movie about high school romances, how much Glee did this guy watch? but it just felt good to have someone listen to him. To respect his opinions. Tanjirou did that at home and Zenitsu would hear him, even if he expressed that everything he ever said was idiotic. But this was different. This was someone he really liked.

"Yeah, you got it on the spot," he replied, smile creeping up his pretty face. "Are you going to listen to me when I say I wanna fuck you?"

Tomioka sighed, but his features held a smile. "Not here, but we can start~"

...

At some point, their positions were flipped. Inosuke's back against the fence, legs wrapped around Tomioka, grinding into him like the world was ending. Tomioka's mouth was latched onto his exposed neck. Inosuke clawed into his back as they slid together repeatedly. Just feeling Tomioka's crotch brush against his was to much and not enough at the same time. 

"Giyuu... I... I wanna..." he tried to get out.

"I know, baby, I know. But you'll have to take this until we get home, okay?"

Inosuke swallowed and nodded. Tomioka's hands went from his ass to the back of his thighs, succeeding in pressing them even closer. Inosuke's pants felt to tight on his and he wanted more than anything to get them off but he held out for his partner's sake. "Do you wanna go home, or do you wanna release first?" Tomioka asked him, blowing hot air against Inosuke's collarbone.

"I'M NOT GONNA COME IN MY PANTS PEOPLE ARE GONNA SEE!" Inosuke shouted. He didn't need more people to look at him weirdly.

Tomioka hummed and he gently kissed Inosuke, which quickly became more heated. Tongues pressed together and Inosuke moaned into Tomioka's mouth, who just sighed.  One of Tomioka's hands reached up and pulled at Inosuke's har, and he cried out. Tomioka ate it up.

They were alone in the park. The sun had set and they were completely alone, making out on a fence and Inosuke was itching to do more. His hands were under Tomioka's shirt before he even knew it and the other shivered at the touch. "Baby, puppy, don't be impatient now," Tomioka mumbled.

But that's the thing. Inosuke was impatient. He was so impatient that he didn't want anything else right now. Why couldn't Tomioka give it to him now? Because they were in public? Because it would be uncomfortable? Inosuke could tell so many stories of the times he had fucked people in much more public places, even gotten caught more than once. He was pretty much immune to it by now. But he had to work to get what he wanted, and even though it pained him, he would respect Tomioka if he wanted to do it properly in a bedroom. "Okay..." he stuttered.

Tomioka's hand was cupping Inosuke's crotch, letting the other rock into his hand. Inosuke let out an audible groan and Tomioka gave him a smile. "Want me to go in, puppy?" he asked.

Inosuke licked his lips and nodded. "Pull em down so they don't get messy." he requested.

Tomioka did so and immediately started working on Inosuke's cock. The other yelled and basically did most the work himself because, as handy as he was, Tomioka didn't know the first thing he was doing. "Ohmygod GIYUU!" Inosuke scratched at the older's back. How long had it been since he had a handjob? A messy one at that.

Tomioka mashed their lips together to quiet him down, but only succeeding in getting his lips bitten at.

Eventually, Inosuke felt himself climax and pretty much screamed when he finished all over Tomioka's hand. He let Inosuke sit on the ground and brought out some Kleenex to clean them both up. Inosuke was still high on bliss and didn't move until Tomioka helped him up. "Wanna come with me to my apartment? My roommate's out for the night."

Inosuke's eyes lit up and he tackled Tomioka in a hug. "Fuck yeah. Let's go."

...

Tomioka's apartment building was on the very last stop on the subway's map. Just walking to the final destination felt like he was drunk and giddy. Inosuke was so ready for this, he just hoped nothing bad would come out of it.

They walked into Tomioka's apartment, and Inosuke was immediately taken aback by how big it was. And for only two people? How much money did they make each?

Tomioka walked to the kitchen first. There was a small plate of cookies and condoms, a sticky note on top of it saying 'Have fun, Giyuu >:3'. 

He crumpled the note before Inosuke could see and almost broke the plate. Inosuke laughed to himself. "I like your roommate," he commented.

Tomioka rolled his eyes. "He's... nice. But he can be annoying sometimes. C'mon."

Inosuke grabbed a cookie and shoved the entire thing in his mouth before following Tomioka into a large bedroom with a king bed and a canopy over it. The silk in the canopy reminded Inosuke of water, and the bedsheets were black, easy to clean. He knew this would happen. "Okay, well what the fuck. What kind of money do you make?" he asked, genuinely confused, but not complaining. 

Tomioka smiled. "Most of it comes from my foster father, he's loaded and has no problem giving us money if we need it. Sabito takes advantage of that, obviously," he explained.

Inosuke fell on the bed on his back. The ceiling was smooth, covered in sea green paint. Inosuke smiled. Tomioka must really like the ocean. Speaking of the man, he laid down next to him, smiling. Inosuke rolled over and scooted as close as he could to him. "Hey, are you staring at me?" he joked.

Tomioka nodded once, then reached out to tuck one of Inosuke's frays behind his ears. "You're just so beautiful."

Inosuke offered a tiny smile. "I... I know." he tried to retain his cocky attitude. "You're not so bad yourself."

Tomioka leaned in and gently pressed his lips against Inosuke. It wasn't heated, wasn't rushed. Just soft and sweet. Inosuke could get used to this.

Then Tomioka was climbing over him, lacing their fingers together, kissing him harder. Inosuke opened his mouth and let him in. Even this didn't feel sexy. Inosuke's hands wound into Tomioka's hair. He inhaled through his nose and smiled into the kiss.

Eventually, the two had to pull apart. Inosuke was still smiling. Tomioka buried his nose into the crook of Inosuke's neck. "Are you ready?" he asked.

"Ready as I'll ever be."

...

The next morning Inosuke blinked himself awake from the sliver of sun in his eyes. Tomioka was slowly breathing down his neck, arms wrapped around him. Inosuke turned around so he was facing Tomioka. He was still sleeping peacefully, probably exhausted from last night.

Inosuke smiled to himself and lightly kissed Tomioka, who stirred and leaned forward for another kiss. Inosuke was more than happy to oblige.