( if you asked him, samatoki wouldn't be able to tell you where it all started for him.
after all, they were just a delivery boy and a customer back then, but after the first few times of opening the door with ichiro holding up his food, it becomes a routine — one he found himself looking forward to whenever he pulls the app up. things become easier, and better, once they exchanged numbers. there were days samatoki caught himself looking at his phone too often, waiting for a reply. it's dumb, he felt (and still feels) dumb but he can't deny the warmth that spreads throughout him whenever ichiro messages him back.
when he feels fingers in his hair, it's enough to pull him away from his thoughts. he focuses on the here and now, the present realityvthat involves ichiro kissing him with so much ferocity that he almost struggles to keep up. he doesn't mind if this is all they end up doing tonight. it's probably the best tip he has ever given and ichiro is clearly enjoying it so he has no plans on stopping.)
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after all, they were just a delivery boy and a customer back then, but after the first few times of opening the door with ichiro holding up his food, it becomes a routine — one he found himself looking forward to whenever he pulls the app up. things become easier, and better, once they exchanged numbers. there were days samatoki caught himself looking at his phone too often, waiting for a reply. it's dumb, he felt (and still feels) dumb but he can't deny the warmth that spreads throughout him whenever ichiro messages him back.
when he feels fingers in his hair, it's enough to pull him away from his thoughts. he focuses on the here and now, the present realityvthat involves ichiro kissing him with so much ferocity that he almost struggles to keep up. he doesn't mind if this is all they end up doing tonight. it's probably the best tip he has ever given and ichiro is clearly enjoying it so he has no plans on stopping.)