Glow | Tokyo Ghoul

# 0 2 4 ⦋ Solemn Hypnotic ⦌

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— 2018

[ explicit content 1.5/5 ]

word count — 2473

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What I never understood was how someone could pretend to care so much about another, for years and years, just to stab them in the back and hurt them in the future. Some people really had a lot of time on their hands and lot of problems in their heads.

   That's time wasted if you ask me.

   It wasn't long before Sumie stood up to join Miri, and Maki played the song off of her phone; everyone gathered to where I was seated to get a better look at their dancing.

    "Oye, Nagachika!" Norio called out to me once he saw that I leaned back further. "Stop staring!"

    "Then what would be the point of the whole thing?" cracking up, I was somewhat distracted by Sumie's huge rack, but quickly redirected my gaze to Miri. I understood why the guy from last night screamed out 'sit on me'; it was almost as if watching it the second time made it a hundred times better.

    "Sexy!!!" I screamed and hooted, unexpectedly hearing Hana join in with Maki, Jin and I. Somewhere between the end of the chorus, I stood up in front of Mirélle, my heartbeat rapid and my gut pushing me further as my temperature rose.

   Hana and Jin began to scream and clap as Miri placed her arm on my shoulder and moved closer to me, the rhythm dictating the way her hips swayed and pulling my hands to her waist; it was beyond my control at that point, and I found myself dancing along with her.

   I knew that I wanted more; in those few seconds that I was close to her, all I wanted to do was...

   But before I could, she had already turned around and started to gyrate against me; her hand holding on to the back of my head as the other went to my back. I couldn't help myself as I held her hips; Hana began to scream "back it up", but then just started to scream in general, and I couldn't blame her.

   My heart was in my throat as I held on to her midriff, grabbing a fistful of her shirt as I held myself back.

   It's getting hot...if I don't stop myself...

   Sumie had finally decided to come between us once again, saying something completely narc-like but completely in the right, at that moment.

   Thank you...!

    "This isn't a club," she hissed as her eyes narrowed at Miri before she glanced at Jin. "Some help here?"

    "We're just having some fun," Miri sighed, turning to face me again. "Right, Hide?"

   Placing her hands on my shoulders, I swallowed and put some space between us as Jin and Sumie argued aloud. It felt like I was beginning to sweat and I wouldn't be surprised if my entire face was as red as a tomato.

   Jeez. Always putting me in these situations!

   I'm glad, at the very least, that no one can notice anything weird.

    "Yeah," I couldn't help myself. "But she's right! Let's dial it down a bit, all right, Miri-chan?"

   Her hazel eyes rolled once more; she leaned in and I held my breath. "All right."