Chapter 2 Drunk

We ended up going Dutch on our night out.

We parted ways with Horita at the train station. Kasukabe and I headed towards my place. It seems like Kasukabe didn’t have enough to drink yet, because we stopped by the convenience store to get alcohol and some side dishes. We bought so much we had to get two bags. It might have been his way of paying me back for letting him stay at my place.

Today was Friday, so it didn’t matter how much he drank, but I warned him not to drink too much or he’ll feel the consequences.

Horita, Kasukabe and I had once stayed in this house before, so he was already familiar with the layout. I’m going to shower first, he said, heading to the shower. I put the frozen goods in the fridge and waited for him in the living room (which was relatively big for a student living on his own).

I headed to the bathroom after he was done, catching sight of a defenceless Kasukabe. His muscular arms were visible through the T-shirt I had lent him, and the Adam’s apple protruding from his long neck was more prominent than mine. His hair was, like usual, wet and unstyled. The ends of his hair were dripping wet, and the shadows on his face made him look even more handsome than usual.

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Unable to hold it, I came in the bathroom.

When I came out of the shower, Kasukabe was emptying out a can.

“I have to say, this is a pretty big room. Are you the only one in this unit who lives alone?”

“I don’t know. I don’t really talk to them much.”

“There’s a housekeeper doing all your cleaning, right? It looks like a model house, like no one even lives here.”

“I don’t have a lot of stuff, so it might seem that way.”

“Your room is so empty as well… I wanna live here.”

“Let’s turn this into a love hotel.”

“Let’s not.”

Kasukabe lived alone in a special apartment made for university students. It was close to the university and rent was cheap, but the walls and floor were thin. You couldn’t be noisy at all, or you’d probably be heard by everyone. The ones making the noise were probably the girls bickering outside his door. The apartment was worth its price; but it was not a good place to live.

The conversation between us two was still as vibrant as it was with Horita, but by the time two o’clock rolled around, we were both feeling the alcohol hit us. Kasukabe’s pink cheeks made him look even more cute and sexy. He drank the rest of the Highball in one gulp.

“Kasukabeee, are you going to bed?”

“Haha, you’re slurring your words.”

“You tooooo.”

“No, youuu.”

If a girl was flirting like this with him, he’d definitely notice, but he didn’t think much of a friend doing it. Not only that, he smiled at me in his defenceless state.

How on earth was I going to make him fall for me?

“Where are you gonna sleep? My bedroom’s pretty big but I don’t have a futon for you.”

“The sofa’s fine.”

“I’ll bring a blanket.”

“Thanks.”

“No prob.”

I stood up with weak legs. When I passed Kasukabe, I felt my body waver.

“Woah.”

“Careful. How drunk are you?”

Kasukabe immediately stood up to support me. His arms were warm, and I was getting hard just from the touch.

“Sorry. I guess I drank too much.”

“We’ve been drinking all night, haven’t we.”

Kasukabe, with his hand on my shoulder, walked me all the way to my bedroom. He was a good eight centimetres taller than me, so he had to bend down. His face was so close to mine that I felt a sudden urge to make out with him.

Don’t be impatient. If you mess this up, he’ll never come back, I told myself, but in my drunken state, I couldn’t control myself. When we reached the bed, I playfully dived at Kasukabe, pinning him down to the bed. The king size bed didn’t make a sound as it supported both our weights.

“What are you doing, you drunk?”

“Haha.”

“If you were a girl, I’d kill you.”

“Eh? That’s too bad. Because I’m a guy.”

“Of course you are. Now get off me. We need to get a futon.”

“Kasukabeee, you’re like an older brother… did you have a younger brother or sister again?”

“Two younger brothers… ok, you really need to get off me.”

Even though we were practically hugging each other, Kasukabe still remained calm. Unlike most other guys, he didn’t even flinch. I must really have a a sexless face to be regarded as a man with “fleeting beauty”.

I decided to pretend to fall asleep.

Hugging onto Kasukabe tightly, I muttered about how sleepy I was and closed my eyes. He panicked, saying hey, don’t fall asleep! but I gave no reaction. Eventually, he gave up on trying to wake me up and tried to push me off him. Even though his arms were strong, he couldn’t push me off, and he cursed under his breath.

Good thing I worked out my abs.

What a bother. He’s an even worse drunk than Horita, Kasukabe mumbled grumpily. Eventually, the alcohol and his own sleepiness sank in and he began to doze off.

I continued to pretend like I was asleep, and waited for Kasukabe to fall asleep too. When I was certain he was in a deep sleep, I touched his body to test his reaction. He gave none. Then, I lifted his T-shirt and softly touched his chest.