Embrace Me

Being Used To It

(A/N: Alright, guys... PLEASE BEAR WITH ME.

If the story doesn't seem that bad now, I am certain it will only get worse--emotionally.

If you're used to that, then, hey, props to you.

Also, if you're a HUGE fan of Haikyuu, please do not hate me if the characters aren't like themselves. This is my own interpretation of them through this setting. I am not the best at nailing personalities and quirks in regards to anime sports characters.)

Kurō Tetsuro's POV

I have never been too concerned about words from others' mouths. Like the others, I chose this occupation, with little to almost no regrets. This is how I prefer life to be. Now I'm more content than I've ever been before. Here, I've made a slew of friends, who don't judge me for what I do; after all, they're all here doing the same damn thing, anyway. This lifestyle is the only way I would've met the guy who's now my best friend, Bokuto.

That dude has a knack for making the darkest of situations lighter than a feather. It's no wonder he's been able to survive in a business like this—escorting, I mean. Man, if there's one thing I envy of him, it's his sense of humor and sheer willpower.

Ah, shit. That's two things. Hehe, oh, well. Dropping out of college, barely halfway through my freshman year, to whore around for a living surely wasn't the best of choices (as it's clearly killed off some of my brain cells), but it was still the path I personally chose. As I said before, I don't really regret the decision, otherwise-once again-I would've never met Bokuto.

I'm telling you, that guy has really brightened my life more than anyone else ever could. I mean, the other guys around here are pretty chill, but they've all got their own agendas. Even if there are plenty of dudes who "top" like I do, I can't get along with them as well as I can with him.

"Kurō?"

I sigh as I get up off the bed and open the door, taking my new customer. As many know, prostitution is usually a choice. I keep saying that it's one I've made on my own...but, apart from volleyball, the only skills I've got take place under-or above-the covers. At least, that's what I've been told, from the very day that I had sex for the first time, up until this current day. I mean, it's really not that big of a deal, anyway. I'm used to hearing stuff like that all the time, so it's not like it bothers me. If anything, I take pride in that fact.

It just means that I'vebeen doing my job right from the beginning.