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" You should wear your hair like that more often, Kiryu. “

That was the remark Keito had made last night. He didn't expect his boyfriend to actually listen. Every morning, Kuro would slick his hair back instead of leaving it how it was naturally- but when he left it naturally, Keito couldn't deny the fact it was.. Well, attractive. Sometimes when they were free all day and had nothing to do, Kuro would just leave his hair as it was. Keito would often look at it, and Kuro would notice and well— tease him about it. Like usual, the teasing always got a reaction out of him.
And that was what had happened last night. Kuro didn't slick his hair back, and wore it naturally. Keito asked him to leave it naturally, and Kuro did. So here they were, in school, with Kuro’s hair worn naturally.
Perhaps Keito should’ve thought about it more. Because now that it happened, Keito almost wanted to get a handful of hair gel and slick Kuro’s hair back himself. The change certainly didn't go unnoticed. Countless were staring, and Keito well… Didn't like it. Not in the slightest.

“ Fu ha ha! I can't remember the last time you had your hair like that, Kiryu! “

Morisawa Chiaki remarked.

“ Haha. Yeah, I guess it’s been a while. Do you not like it? “

“ I think both options look great. I think you could pull off just about anything. You always look amazing, Kiryu! I admire how you always manage to look great! “

Keito crushed the empty energy drink can with his hand hearing that. There wasn't any response on his expression, but crushing that can certainly was a reaction. While Chiaki didn't notice it, Kuro certainly did. Keito glanced away, deciding he couldn't look at Chiaki.

“ Well I promised Hakaze that I’d meet with him before class started. I think I’m already running a few minutes late- bye Kiryu! And I’ll catch you later during class, right Hasumi? “

Keito had no chance to respond. Chiaki was practically running off waving as he ran to find the blonde. Kuro waved farewell, but Keito didn't do anything. He was still clenching that empty can. And briefly, he could hear Kuro laughing a bit.

“ Yer jealous, huh? Don't worry Danna, I’m all yours. “

Damn right you are.

Is what he wanted to say. He decided not so say anything, but- Kiryu was his. He didn't like the extra attention his boyfriend was receiving. It felt like everyones eyes were on Kuro, and Keito hated it. Keito certainly could’ve been possessive at times, and now was one of them. He practically wanted to just drag Kuro home so he wouldn't get any more attention. But,
While Keito wasn't enjoying this in the slightest, Kuro seemed to find it amusing. He thought seeing his Danna so jealous was cute, plus- it was an easy opportunity to tease him. Keito was already easy to tease, and this made it easier.

“ I just don't like all this extra attention. It’s only a hairstyle change, it can't be that significant. I don't get why everyones commenting on it and looking at you. “

He scoffed, throwing away the crushed can in a trashcan as they walked along the hallways together.

“ I ‘spose it’s cus it looks good. Ya certainly like it, everyone else probably does too. “

“ But the attention is so unnecessary, I’m right here after all. You’re getting compliments left and right, if I had known this would’ve happened I wouldn't have asked you to leave it like this last night. “

“ Haha, you’re jealous cause people are checkin’ me out? Ya shouldn't worry about it. You’ll get wrinkles if you stress about it, pretty Danna. “ He teased, pinching his cheek as he did so.

“ I’m not jealous! “ He denied. “ And don't pinch my cheek like that, Kiryu. I’m not your grandson. “

“ Sorry, sorry. Won’t happen again. Don't go denyin’ the obvious, though. I’ve known ya long enough to know ya get jealous when it comes to stuff like this. “

Keito shook his head. “ I just don't like it. Morisawa shouldn't have complimented you like that while I’m right here! Of course you can pull off anything, that's obvious. He didn't need to say it! “

Kuro laughed a bit. “ Y’know he didn't mean it like that. He’s jus’ tryin’ to be nice. “

“ Don't defend him! I wasn't implying he was flirting with you or anything! I was just saying he should've complimented you while I wasn't standing directly next to you. Holding your hand. “ He slapped Kuro’s arm lightly as he told him not to defend Chiaki, which made Kuro chuckle. He hardly felt it. In response he put his hand on Keito’s shoulder as they walked, just finding all of this amusing. Keito had a light pink shade dusting his cheeks and nose, and he pushed his glasses up even though they weren’t slipping.
Truth be told, Keito did sort of think what Chiaki was said was flirting. “You always look great”. So Chiaki always admired his looks? That made him furious.

“ We’re at the council room, Danna. I’d love to stay with ya but I’ve got a meetin’ with Tetsu. I really don't wanna disappoint that kid by not showin’ up. “

“ And you shouldn't. You get going. I’ve got a few things to do here. Meet me here during lunch…? “

“ It’s a date. Well I’ll seeya, but I’m not leavin’ without a kiss or two. “

Keito scoffed as he leaned in, kissing Kuro’s nose one time and giving him a peck on the lips.

“ Happy now? “

“ Very. “

“ Good. Now get going already. “

Kuro nodded and walked off, waving bye to him as he walked. Keito opened the door to the room and sat at his desk, and this was where his day would start. He had some paperwork to finish before lunch.

But truth be told, Keito for once, couldn't focus on work. Thoughts kept racing through his mind, especially because he wasn't right beside Kuro. People were already complimenting him when he was right next to him- but now he wasn't there. He had no idea what people were saying to him. Maybe people were actually flirting with him. Perhaps people were flirting, and Kuro was just laughing and saying “thanks”, not even realizing it was a flirt. It filled him with rage, knowing that could’ve been happening and he wouldn't know. Everytime the thought crossed his mind, he gripped his pen a little tighter. Mao was in the room as well, asking if he was alright, but Keito just shook his head and said he was okay. For once, he couldn't distract himself with work. He had to fight the urge to run out of that room and hunt down Kuro. Chiaki also crossed his mind this time- what if he was flirting back there? What if he was flirting now? Surely he couldn't have been. Chiaki was a good friend of Kuro’s, so he clearly knew that the two were in a relationship. Why would Chiaki flirt with a man whos in a relationship and not interested in him in the slightest? It didn't make sense. So surely, he wasn't flirting. But maybe he was, and maybe he was flirting even more now that Keito was clogged up in this room.

When lunch came, Keito was a little more calm and at ease. Now he was by Kuro’s side, and they were eating alone in the council room. For only right now, nobody was flirting with him. He had nobody to be jealous of right now, right? It seemed he forgot just how well Kuro could read him, because Kuro could easily tell that Keito was still jealous. All this did was make Kuro tease him even more, and it certainly didn't help his case. When lunch was over and Kuro returned to doing whatever he was doing, Keito was left alone with him and his jealous thoughts again. This time, Kuro’s teasing adding to the flames.
Then it was finally time to get home, and Keito couldn't have been more relieved. For the first time in a while, he had completely finished with his current work. He didn't have to stay at the school for extra time to finish his work or anything, he could just go home and relax.
Well, relaxing wasn't exactly what he’d describe what would happen when he got home. Kuro would probably tease him nonstop for the rest of the night, which would lead to Keito exploding and lecturing him for half an hour straight.
Kuro knocked once and then opened the door to the council room, and Keito glanced up at him.

“ You’re finally here. “

“ Did I make ya wait? ‘M sorry, Danna. Nobody as pretty as you deserves to wait. “

“ Shut it, Kiryu. Let’s just get home. For once I don't have extra work to do, and I’d rather spend my extra time at home rather than at school. “

“ ‘Course. Let’s get goin’. Want me to carry ya? “

“ No! What kind of question is that? What gives you the impression that I can't walk? I can walk just fine, I don't need you to carry me. “

“ Was just an offer. Well let's get goin’ then. “

Keito nodded and sighed a bit, taking his folded blazer off the desk and putting it back on, buttoning each button. Kuro waited patiently for Keito to be beside him, and then they started walking.
Even though it was the end of the day, the comments didn't stop. While they were walking home, he got a few more compliments on the way home. He wasn't too bothered— that was until he saw Morisawa. With all his thoughts from earlier, seeing Chiaki was the last thing he wanted. The brunette excitedly waved at them, which let Keito know he had spotted them. Perhaps he was imagining it since Chiaki was rather far away, but he swore he could’ve seen Chiaki winking. Seeing or imagining that,, it practically lit a fuse inside of him. Keito stopped for a second.

“ … Hm? Danna? Somethin’ up? You just suddenly stopped. “

Keito didn’t respond. He bit the inside of his lip, and then quickly grabbed Kuro’s rough and calloused hand. He quickly began walking.

“ Ha, Danna— what's the hurry? “

No response. Kuro was a bit confused, but he decided not to press for answers. He just followed along as Keito sped walked home.

When they finally reached the door, Keito let go of Kuro’s hand. He impatiently dug his hand into his pocket, fishing for his key. He unlocked the door and put the key back into his pocket, but it was rather unusual. He was usually calm or just didn't display any emotion while doing this, but this time— he was hurrying. He was hurried, and he almost seemed a little angry.
Keito walked through the door, and Kuro followed. The redhead closed the door behind him, and took a deep breath.

“ Danna, what’s up? I’m getting worri— ”

He was interrupted. Keito shoved him against the wall, and that was something Kuro never would’ve expected.

“ D- Danna-” He was cut off again, Keito hungrily kissing him. Kuro kissed back after a few moments, mostly because he was well,, shocked. This was sudden, wasn't it? But even then, Kuro wouldn't deny a kiss like this. He’d be lying if he said he didn't desire these often. But for Keito to be the one to initiate it was odd. It was almost always Kuro who initiated something like this… He liked this. They stayed like that for a moment, until Keito pulled away. Kuro wanted to say something but the knot in his stomach wasn't allowing him to. Keito didn't stop however. He used his hand to lift up Kuro’s chin, giving him easy access. Keito kissed under his jawline, sending cold shivers down Kuro’s spine. His free hand moved down towards Kuro’s waist, his hand going up and down whilst his other made sure Kuro’s head stayed up.
Keito’s head moved down, kissing a different part of his neck. This time, the kiss was different. Keito bit down a bit, which earned a low groan from Kuro.

“ F-Fuck… Hasumi…”

This made Keito bite down harder, and his tounge brushed against Kuro’s skin. Was Keito really acting like this because of jealousy? Some part of him wished Keito would act like this more often. He loved it. This was certainly a first, and he hoped it wouldn't be the last.

“ Hah… Y’know, I’m always the one who does this… Did Morisawa cause this?-”

Kuro was once again cut off, caused by Keito swirling his tongue on his skin as he bit down. He let out a shaky breath, his hands moving to hold Keito’s slim waist. His grip wasn't firm however, he was more focused on the attention his neck was receiving. Keito moved his head for a second, letting go of the area he was biting. It left a mark, and a very notable one at that. That was intentional however, and maybe Kuro knew that. He moved his leg, positioning his knee right under the redheads crotch, further pinning him down. He leaned in a little closer to Kuro’s ear, whispering.

“ That doesn't matter. What matters is that you’re mine, and everyone's going to know. “

Kuro felt his spine shiver again, and then Keito decided on another spot to mark. He bit down, harsher this time, and almost as if it were reflex- he grinded against Keito’s thigh. Everything Keito was doing was worsening the issue on his lower half. For once, Kuro was the needy one.
Keito was almost always needy when they were intimate, he was the one grinding against Kuro. But for the first time, Kuro was needy instead. He needed some kind of friction against his dick, he needed more than just grinding.
Keito knew that. In response, his hand on Kuro’s waist moved down, and moved down to his groin. His hand palmed Kuro’s dick, which earned multiple low groans from Kuro. Maybe even a small whimper.

“ Fuck..! Da… Keito, please…”

“ Be patient. You were teasing me earlier, weren't you? I have every right to tease you in return. “

Keito was right.

“ Besides. I’m not done yet. “

The fact Keito was whispering in his ear made everything so much worse. The knot in his stomach kept worsening and worsening, and one of his hands moved off Keito’s waist. His hand moved up to his mouth, where he placed his hand over his mouth, trying to conceal his moans and whimpers. He didn't know when Keito learned how to tease him, but god was he good at it. Keito kept on biting at his neck, and each time his tongue swirled against his skin, Kuro let out a groan.
This continued, except eventually Keito stopped giving his needy lovers lower half any attention at all. This just caused Kuro to keep grinding against Keito’s thigh. Even then, Keito moved his thigh. This made Kuro even more desperate and needy than he already was, he practically let out a whine when Keito moved his thigh. Now there was no action at all, when he desperately needed some kind of touch.
Then Keito stopped biting too. It all happened quickly, but Keito had removed himself off of Kuro for a brief moment, and Kuro could hardly register it. Keito had practically pushed him onto the couch behind them, and then he crawled up onto Kuro. He pushed Kuro down, forcing him to lay down on the couch. Keito briefly looked at all the marks on Kuro’s neck. The marks he’d wear proudly on his neck for weeks. Usually, Keito would freak out over these. But right now? He didn't care. Hell, he was proud of himself. This right here was proof that Kuro belonged to Keito. Proof that nobody like Morisawa could take him away.
Keito breathed heavily, using his arms to stand himself up as he looked at Kuro.

“ Before we continue, just always know, “

Kuro didn’t respond. He was looking up at Keito, his breath heavy as he waited for Keito to finish his sentence.

“ You’re mine and mine only, got that? “

“ …Got that. “