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“So you’re...seeing one another?”
“Waya! Honestly, this is not new news!” Isumi chided.
Akira and Hikaru were both blank-faced.
“We’ve been living together for eleven years,” Hikaru deadpanned. “Eleven. Years.”
“I don’t know, I just...I was giving you the benefit of the doubt!”
“Waya, you were in denial. Face it.” Hikaru said.
“No, I just. Thought your. Relationship was purer than that.”
Hikaru snorted. “Waya, there is nothing pure ab-”
“Shindou!” Akira hollared, slapping his lover on the back of the head. “Honestly. Is that necessary?”
Hikaru grinned. “Get a load of the look on his face and tell me is isn’t!”
“Alright, kids,” Isumi moaned, rolling his eyes. “I’ll take Waya home so you don’t traumatise him any further.”
“I’m not traumatised! I can handle the idea of two men...uh...”
“No you can’t,” Hikaru tittered.
“Goodbye, Shindou,” Isumi offered, yanking Waya by the collar.
Hikaru thought he heard, as they exited, “Now do you understand why Yoko looks at me funny when I spend the night playing with you...?”