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𑁍❄︎𝗣𝗿𝗲𝘆❄︎𑁍

"𝒀𝒐𝒖 𝒌𝒏𝒐𝒘 𝑰 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆 𝒚𝒐𝒖, 𝒓𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕?"
"..𝑰 𝒌𝒏𝒐𝒘.."
𑁍❄︎𑁍❄︎𑁍❄︎𑁍❄︎

Aizetsu couldn't remember how he got into this situation, much less remember how he ended up in someone else's bed in the morning. His head throbbed, an aftermath of whatever he did the night before.

How did he end up like this? Karaku. Aizetsu had told him multiple times that parties weren't his best interest, but his older brother just loved to get him into messy situations. Aizetsu couldn't really remember what happened vividly, mainly remembering talking with some guy and drinking what he had assumed was fruit punch before he blacked out.

It was all a blur, which made his headache worse when he actually tried to remember all of the details. Where was his phone? Why hadn't Karaku drove him home? He should've called Sekido the moment he drank too much of that assumed fruit punch.

Aizetsu was jolted out of his thoughts when he felt a pair of muscular arms wrap around his waist. Shit. What had he gotten himself into? He internally panicked, mentally cursing at Karaku as he turned his head to see who exactly was clinging to him.

"Good morning, lotus. Sleep well?" The pale blonde man spoke flirtatiously, smiling at Aizetsu with a smug grin as his arms were securely wrapped around Aizetsu. Horrified, Aizetsu quickly squirmed out of the man's hold. His heart pounded inside of his head, making him groan slightly.

"Wha..? I'm sorry, who are you?" Aizetsu murmured, trying to comprehend the situation without bursting into tears then and there. A deep chuckle escaped the other male's lips, making a shiver run down Aizetsu's spine.

"Douma, and from what I can remember from last night, we may have gotten a bit carried away." Douma grinned as he could sense Aizetsu's unease and distraught. "Did..did we..uh..?" Aizetsu stammered, needing confirmation on what the two had done last night as if the obvious wasn't already pointed out.

This only made Douma smile and nod his head. He found it funny, amusing even. "We did, and even if everything might be a blur for you, I remember all the cute faces you made, lotus." He purred,adding onto the discomfort Aizetsu was already overwhelmed with.

Yet that's how the story started. How casual hookups turned into something more. How Aizetsu learned to keep his mouth shut and not tell his brothers anything. Not that they noticed anyway.
After all, Douma had Aizetsu on leash and wrapped around his cruel finger.
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"You're still with that guy?" Akaza questioned as he heard a groan escape Aizetsu's mouth. Douma had been spamming Aizetsu all day, asking where he was, who he was with, and what he was doing. It was annoying, and Akaza didn't know how Aizetsu dealt with it all.

"Yes.. I mean, what other choice do I have? It's not like I can pay back everything he's done for me. You know that, Akaza." Aizetsu sighed as he began to play the voice messages Douma left him.