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The one thing about changing rooms was that sometimes you saw things you didn't really want to see. Like seeing ALL of that overweight kid, or spotting an unsightly blemish on a classmate's back. But then sometimes you saw something that, you know, you really WANTED to see.
That was the problem Mikado was encountering right now.
'I'm not looking.' Mikado silently chanted to himself, but his eyes strayed to Kida's shapely legs and the way Kida had his legs spread, one on each side of the changing room's bench. 'I'm not looking.' Mikado repeated, ripping his eyes away. He slid his gym shirt off and folded it before tucking it into his cubby.
Then his eyes were drawn back to Kida again, who was scratching at his bared stomach. He seemed utterly at home sitting around in his boxers in a room filled with other half naked sweaty men. Kida's eyes weren't straying, like Mikado's, and his hands were waving around to illustrate a point in the story he was telling.
'Not looking.' Mikado reminded himself, shrugging his oxford on and buttoning it up. He focused extra hard on making sure all the buttons went into the right hole. Mikado had gotten all of the buttons done up and was shrugging on his blazer when an arm wrapped itself around Mikado's shoulders and he was tugged close against Kida's bare chest. Kida was at least wearing pants by now.
At least, Mikado thought he was wearing pants. Mikado glanced down.
Yup. Pants.
"Mi~ka~do." Kida breathed against Mikado's ear, which caused Mikado's ears to turn red and tingle. "You seemed to be concentrating awful hard."
Mikado winced. Did Kida really have to phrase it like that? "I just don't want to look sloppy." Mikado tucked his shirt into his pants. "Kida-kun if you don't get dressed quick we're going to be late for class!"
"I hate having gym during the day." Kida ruffled Mikado's hair and grabbed his clothes from the cubby next to Mikado's. "I want a shower!"
A shower. With Kida-kun. Naked and sudsy and… he probably sang in the shower or something.
Mikado gulped. He needed to figure out a way to censor his imagination. He wasn't looking! Darn it all!
Or maybe he should stop watching free porn late at night. It gave him all sorts of wrong ideas. But Kanra-san had suggested that one website..
That was the problem Mikado was encountering right now.
'I'm not looking.' Mikado silently chanted to himself, but his eyes strayed to Kida's shapely legs and the way Kida had his legs spread, one on each side of the changing room's bench. 'I'm not looking.' Mikado repeated, ripping his eyes away. He slid his gym shirt off and folded it before tucking it into his cubby.
Then his eyes were drawn back to Kida again, who was scratching at his bared stomach. He seemed utterly at home sitting around in his boxers in a room filled with other half naked sweaty men. Kida's eyes weren't straying, like Mikado's, and his hands were waving around to illustrate a point in the story he was telling.
'Not looking.' Mikado reminded himself, shrugging his oxford on and buttoning it up. He focused extra hard on making sure all the buttons went into the right hole. Mikado had gotten all of the buttons done up and was shrugging on his blazer when an arm wrapped itself around Mikado's shoulders and he was tugged close against Kida's bare chest. Kida was at least wearing pants by now.
At least, Mikado thought he was wearing pants. Mikado glanced down.
Yup. Pants.
"Mi~ka~do." Kida breathed against Mikado's ear, which caused Mikado's ears to turn red and tingle. "You seemed to be concentrating awful hard."
Mikado winced. Did Kida really have to phrase it like that? "I just don't want to look sloppy." Mikado tucked his shirt into his pants. "Kida-kun if you don't get dressed quick we're going to be late for class!"
"I hate having gym during the day." Kida ruffled Mikado's hair and grabbed his clothes from the cubby next to Mikado's. "I want a shower!"
A shower. With Kida-kun. Naked and sudsy and… he probably sang in the shower or something.
Mikado gulped. He needed to figure out a way to censor his imagination. He wasn't looking! Darn it all!
Or maybe he should stop watching free porn late at night. It gave him all sorts of wrong ideas. But Kanra-san had suggested that one website..