Dizzy

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Nakakita Yuma was the most stereotypical frat boy out there. Constantly throwing his own parties, getting wasted on Tuesday nights, showing up late to most of his classes, and being a total flirt. He was every sorority girls crush and he was well aware. He worked his charm to get him free beers and also to get him out of trouble. He had been caught by the hall monitor atleast three times and somehow his apologetic smile got her off his tail.

However, Yuma’s best friend was the complete opposite of him. Asakura Jo was far too introverted for parties. He enjoyed his peace an quiet. He like drawing, listening to music, and people watching. Jo loved his personal space, as did Yuma. He would constantly disturb his best friends peace at any given time. Jo’s studying for a huge final, suddenly Yuma is deathly ill and needs his total attention.

Even though they were complete opposites they got along just fine. Yuma was Jo’s first and pretty much only friend at Uni. He often stayed the night in his dorm after Yuma sent many drunk texts asking to be picked up. Jo brought out a softer side of Yuma. He noticed as their friendship grew Yuma would do little acts of service without realizing. Like bringing him a coffee when he knows Jo was up too late studying. Or being Jo’s model for his art assignments. He found himself enjoying helping him out in his own tiny ways. As payment for all the times Jo dragged his drunk ass home.

Yuma also brought out a different side of Jo. He knew the poor boy was too introverted to ever ask for help. But he noticed Jo’s interest in other things. Like how he loved basketball but was too scared to try and play with others. So Yuma introduced him to his friend Nicholas. Or when Jo saw a younger boy in his art class and wanted to be his friend. He told Yuma all about him and conveniently the three had dinner together the week after. The two function well together. People often joked they acting more like a couple then they did best friends. Jo would turn bright red and deny it. While Yuma just gave his signature shit eating grin.

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Yuma had been trying to convince Jo to go out more. He was sick of him staying by himself in their dorm. So he made a plan to take him to a party. “Cmon Jojo it’ll be fun I promise. You don’t even have to drink. Just come for like an hour.” He was currently sprawled out on Jo’s bed doing his eyeliner. Jo looked at him before speaking up “I have to study Yu. Plus you know parties aren’t my thing.”

Yuma let out an obnoxious groan before tugging on his arm. “Pleaseeeee just this one time? Harua will be there. You can just sit and talk about your weird art shit with him”, he was staring up at him with his stupid pout that Jo knew he couldn’t say no to. It took about three more tries before Jo finally gave in. He wasn’t thrilled about it but he was willing to go for Yuma.

Yuma finished doing his hair before changing. Yuma was never one to go out without looking 110% so of course he was well over dressed. It was a striking contrast to Jo who had on a hoodie and jeans. Yuma eyed him down “Is that seriously what you’re wearing.” Jo shrugged a bit “What- is it bad? I didn’t think you dressed up for these things.” God he was clueless.

“Well I mean it’s a party Jojo. You might meet the love of your life there. You seriously wanna wear that?” Jo looked at himself in the mirror before looking back at Yuma. Maybe he had a point Jo did look pretty boring. He should’ve just brushed it off because now Yuma was playing stylist. He threw all his clothes on the bed before picking something he thought fit Jo. Truth be told he really just picked it to see Jo show some skin.

“Are all your clothes so short? My entire stomachs on display right now Yu. And these pants aren’t hiding anything either-” he was cut off by a very eager Yuma. “You look good don’t worry. You’ve got a good figure might as well show it off.” He reached over to ruffle Jo’s perfectly fixed hair. “I already know you’ll say no to makeup so let me fix your hair. It’s too proper it’s needs some character.”

Eventually after twenty minutes of Yuma getting Jo ready they finally went out the door. He could tell Jo was nervous to be in such a big setting. But he kept close to him as a way to anchor his nerves. This wasn’t the first time Yuma had dragged Jo along to a big event. Only it was the first party he had gone to.

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Once they arrived Yuma dragged him along to grab a drink. He met a few of his friends along the way briefly exchanging a hello. He handed Jo a cup before he grabbed a beer for himself. “Don’t worry it’s nothing too strong. Unless you can’t handle your alcohol.” He took a swig of his beer before sitting on the counter. Jo glanced at the drink in his hand before trying it. He winced as he swallowed it. “Do people actually like this stuff? It burns.” Yuma grinned at him before taking another sip. “Wait have you seriously never drank either? I feel like I’m corrupting sweet little Jojo right now.” Jo rolled his eyes at him before giving a small nod.

Yuma motioned for him to stand closer to him. Jo did as he was told placing himself in-front of him. They stayed there for a moment in comfortable silence. Finally Yuma spoke up again, “Do you think I’m a bad influence? I mean I drag you and I’m getting you to drink.” He almost sounded worried but his smile said otherwise. Jo shook his head gripping his drink tighter. “I like your influence Yuma. Plus I wouldn’t do anything I didn’t want to do.”

For some reason this opened up so many ideas in Yumas twisted little head. He gently grabbed the collar of Jo’s shirt pulling him in between his legs. Jo stared at him as they sat like this. He didn’t dare move an inch. “You look really nice like this. Almost jealous it’s not just me seeing you” he took another drink. Finally Yuma leaned in just enough “You can tell me no. I wont get offended just kinda wanna try this out.” He was serious too. He understood he was overstepping the boundaries of friendship. But his curiosity took over and he’d been wanting this for awhile.

To his surprise Jo took the lead. He pulled him into a gentle yet hungry kiss. His hands finding Yumas waist, and Yuma sliding his own around Jo’s neck. He could feel how warm Jo’s body was against him. He wondered if the alcohol loosened him up or if he was just as desperate. Jo pulled away briefly to take a breath. “Was that alright? I’m kinda new to this.” God he had no idea how adorable he was. “New to kissing? I have a hard time believing that Jo.”

Yuma gently jumped off the counter. He gripped Jo’s hand before dragging him upstairs. He followed behind him trying to keep up. Yuma didn’t waste a single second. The moment he shut the door he had Jo against the wall. His kissed down his neck mumbling praises. He felt Jo fidgeting with his hands. “You can touch me. I won’t bite unless you want me too” he was grinning like always . Jo nodded and ever so gently ran a hand under Yuma’s shirt.

The two made their way to the bed. And for once in his life Nakakita Yuma was the speechless one.

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Euijoo had transferred to Uni half way through the year. He was awkward and out of place when he first arrived. He was never the frat boy type by any means. However, after befriending Harua he found himself at most of the parties. Shigeta Harua was younger than Euijoo. He was full of energy and constantly dragged Euijoo along to parties and outings. Typically Harua’s older friend Yudai would tag along. Euijoo had grown comfortable with his circle. They got along well and he felt safe. Eventually however the circle grew. Yudai and Harua’ boyfriends became apart of it. And following them was a few of their friends. One friend in particular caused Euijoo the most problems. Nicholas Wang.

How would he even begin to describe the man that was Nicholas Wang. He was tall and well built. He had darker hair and was always overdressed. One thing Euijoo noticed immediately was his eyes. The way they had this constant sparkle to them. The type of eyes he often found himself getting lost in. Even if he swore he didn’t. Nicholas and Euijoo’s  relationship was complicated. Euijoo blames the different personalities on it. Nicholas blames Euijoo for being too soft. Eventually the two warmed up to each other. Which is how they found themselves standing alone in silence at a party.

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Nicholas had come with Maki and Yuma. He originally hadn’t planned on showing due to exams coming up. But Maki and Yuma are very convincing. “Come on Nicho you always tag along with us. Since when do exams bother you anyway?” Maki could be annoying when he wanted, and right now he definitely wanted to be. He tugged on Nicho’s sleeve before gesturing to Yuma to help him.

“You know Nicho if Harua’ there I’m sure that means his friends will tag along. Maybe you’ll see a certain someone” he said with a wink. Nicholas rolled his eyes before opening his mouth to argue. But the words died in his throat. He knew Euijoo would come . He always did because his friends made him. So reluctantly Nicho changed and followed the two boys out the door.

It wasn’t long after they arrived that Nicho found comfort in the kitchen, a drink resting in his hand. He liked parties he enjoyed dancing and getting wasted. But he knew Euijoo didn’t. Which means he’d find his own comfort in a quiet area. So Nicho waited. Eventually after a few drinks his gaze landed on the boy infront of him. Euijoo was there in all his glory. He caught his eyes lingering longer than they should’ve. His gaze followed down Euijoo’s figure. His small waist and big round eyes. And god his fucking lips.

Nicho shifted from his position just as Euijoo approached him. He wasn’t nearly as dressed up as Nicho. Simply wearing jeans and shirt that was just short enough to flaunt his midriff. He had no idea how hot he was and it pissed Nicho off. He played it as cool as he could when Euijoo grabbed a drink and stood by him. “How come you’re all alone? Feel like you’ve normal got someone on each shoulder Nichol.”

He wasn’t wrong. Nicholas normally found himself dancing with a few different people at parties. Then later found his tongue down their throats. But tonight was different. He had his eyes set on one person only, and he was determined to make sure he got what he wanted. He smiled at Euijoo eyeing him down before speaking up. “You make me sound like a man whore Juju” he laughed. Euijoo simply gave him a knowing look before grabbing another drink. The two sat in comfortable silence for a bit.

Euijoo noticed a change in the air. It felt sticky and hot. He wasn’t sure why but it was overwhelming. He also noticed that teasing glint in Nicho’s eyes had changed to something darker, hungry. The night dragged on for what felt like forever before everyone said their goodbyes. Euijoo felt a very drunk Nicho leaning all his weight on him. Nicho’s breathe was hot and wet on the back of his neck and he couldn’t help but shiver at the contact. He tried shoving him off but the boy simply leaned in more. “Mm Juju can you take me home? Too sleepy to walk.”

The rational part of Euijoo’s mind told him to just call Nicho a cab. But a different part argued to just take him home. So he caved and he did. Nicholas clung to him pretty much the whole way home. When they finally arrived he had to force himself to pull away from Euijoo’s warmth. His gaze lingering on him. He leaned closer to his face. So close he could feel Euijoo holding his breathe. He gave a lazy smile before patting his head and walking inside.

What the actual fuck had Euijoo gotten himself into.

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A few weeks after the party had passed Euijoo found himself constantly thinking of Nicholas. Before he rarely found himself thinking about him. Only talking about him if he was brought into the topic. But now it was like it consumed his every waking thought. Euijoo tried to brush it off and go about his day. But the disgusting thoughts that filled his mind took over. He found himself looking for Nicho’s friends.

He finally found Maki sitting with Harua outside of the library. He tried his best to seem normal but his face gave him aways. He approached the two. Maki hadn’t noticed him at first , not until he cleared his throat getting the two boys attention. “Do you uhm- I was looking for Nicholas. We have a project due so-” his voice trailed off. Maki simply nodded and told him where to find the other man.

Nicholas was sitting in the library leaning his head against the wall behind him. He hadn’t touched his study guide the whole time. He noticed Euijoo before Euijoo noticed him. His scent filled the room almost immediately. Nicholas senses were always heightened when Euijoo was around. He wasn’t sure why but it had always been that way. It’s why he wanted to consume Euijoo whole. The wide eye boy gazes landed on his. He looked confused and also something else Nicho couldn’t quite make out. But he knew it had to do with him.

Euijoo found his way next to where he was sitting. His gaze tracing over Nicho’s entire figure biting his lip without realizing. His gaze landed on his face. Specifically his dark eyes. Euijoo wasn’t sure why his eyes were so hypotonic but he couldn’t pull his gaze away. “Do you need something Juju?” Nicholas’s voice cut through whatever trance he was in. He went to speak before pausing and stopping himself. He wasn’t sure why he was here. Just that his mind was filled with thoughts of Nicho.

And Nicholas knew this too. He was the reason behind it after all. Not many people knew Nicholas’s true nature. It wasn’t something he could safely share with others. Only two people knew, Yuma and Maki. They had to know since they lived with Nicholas. He knew he couldn’t hide the strange behavior of his forever. When he first told the two he was an alien they laughed in his face. Told him aliens weren’t real and if they were he’d have to prove it. So he did exactly that. Nicholas didn’t often use his abilities on others. He didn’t like making people do and think things without being able to control it. But they wanted proof. Nicholas’s ability to manipulate the minds of others was a blessing and curse. He couldn’t fully control it when his own emotions were strong. He didn’t intend for Euijoo’s every waking thought to be about him. But his desire selfishly took over and without realizing he slowly made his way into the boys mind.

Euijoo finally spoke up “I’ve not seen you since the party. Did I do something - like did I upset you or something? It seems like you’ve been avoiding me” Euijoo wasn’t sure why he suddenly felt so insecure and vulnerable under his gaze. But his body was on fire. His ears bright red and he was fidgeting. Nicholas just shook his head. “I’ve just been busy Juju you’re overthinking it. Exams have just kept me here don’t worry.” And that wasn’t exactly a lie. He was busy with exams but he was also going out of his way to skip lunch so he didn’t see Euijoo. Nicholas was very selfish when it came to keeping what he wants. And if that meant making Euijoo miss him so much he had to come find him on his own , then so be it.

“Well you’re done now so. Stop hiding in here already” Euijoo was frustrated. He wasn’t even sure why he was. He also didn’t realize how close the two were. He could feel Nicho’s breathe on his own. Yet he didn’t pull away. He simply leaned in more. He felt every inch of his body fill with heat and he ached all over. What the fuck was going on with him. Nicholas noticed the change in the air. One of his many perks was being able to read emotions well. And right now Euijoo was so extremely horny it was almost funny.

He grinned at him “You’re seriously so clingy Euijoo. I’m right here and you’re literally smothering me still. I didn’t realize you liked me that much.” Truth be told Euijoo himself didn’t realize that either. But when his overwhelming need took over it all came crashing down. He pulled Nicho into a kiss. It wasn’t soft at all. It was hot and intense. Nicho could feel every single emotion that was spilling out of Euijoo. He gripped the boys waist pulling him closer.

Making out in the middle of the school library definitely wasn’t Euijoo’s best moment. But he was far too lustful to care anymore. He pulled away just to take a breath. He stared into Nicholas’s eyes again. He felt like he was under a spell. In a way he was. Nicholas’s abilities only ever affected Euijoo , mostly because he only wanted them to affect him. Truth be told he wanted to infect Euijoo. But he wasn’t cruel enough to do that. No matter now badly he craved too, he liked human Euijoo far too much. “What the fuck did you do to me? I’m seriously going crazy” Euijoo pulled him back in. Nicholas grinned before stopping him “I didn’t do anything Juju.”

That stupid cocky grin went straight to Euijoo’s dick. He pulled him into a deeper kiss. This time he started trialing kisses down his jaw and neck. His hands roamed all over his body. He was on fire. He knows they should stop. They could get caught at any moment but truly he feels too good to stop. He felt Nicho’s hand make its way down to his pants. Gently fiddling with his belt before slowly sliding his hand in. “Is this alright?” He looked at him with those dark lustful eyes and Euijoo thought he might lose it right then and there. He nodded before pulling him back in.He gently palmed Euijoo through his boxers kissing down his neck. Euijoo tired his best to muffle his sounds but he was too far gone.

“Seriously what did you do to me? I’ve not stopped thinking about this in weeks” he groaned into Nicho’s neck as he kept his hand busy. Nicholas was grinning like a mad man. He was very proud of himself. “I told you before Juju I have that effect on people. But if you want the truth I don’t mind telling you.” Euijoo was too full of desire to even fully comprehend what was being said, simply nodding and letting out more whimpers. Nicholas leaned in whispered into his ear “You believe in aliens Juju?” His gaze caught the switch in expression on Euijoo’s face.

“You’re talking about aliens with your hand on my dick right now? You’re such an idiot” he mumbled as he tugged at Nicho’s shirt. “I’m serious Euijoo. Look at me” he tilted his chin up forcing him to keep eye contact. Euijoo noticed the glint in his eyes and then his mind filled with all his sick thoughts again. “I can feel every single emotion you feel. And I can hear every little thought that goes on in that head of yours.” he peppered kissing down his chest before continuing on. “You know it too don’t you? You’ve always thought I was off in some way. You just never got it confirmed” he hand picked up its pace and he felt Euijoo’s grip tighten on his shoulders.

Euijoo caught his gaze again. This time he really looked at him. Noticing every detail he failed too before. Including the small scale like texture below his ear, and the way his eyes were slightly different shades. “You think I look pretty human? I do I trained my body well. But every now and then it slips up. Especially when I let my emotions take over.” Euijoo knows he should be scared by now. But holy shit it just turned him on even more.

Nicholas hand stayed a the same torturous pace as he grabbed Euijoo’s face pulling him in. Out of instinct his body grinded softly against his. He kept up his hand at work trying to pull him to the edge. Euijoo burried his face in his neck mumbling just loud enough for Nicho to hear. His hand threaded into his hair. “Come on Juju just let go. I’ve got you don’t worry.” And with that it was like a switch flipped. Euijoo came down quickly and slouched against Nicho’s big frame.

They stayed like this briefly before pulling apart. “You seriously just dropped a bomb like they on me?” Euijoo was still trying to catch his breath. Nicholas just laughed lightly kissing his cheek. “Better now than never right? Cmon let’s get out of here before we caught” he gripped his hand and dragged him along.

So Euijoo has a freaky alien boyfriend now. He’s sure that was probably the least stressful thing he’s dealt with this semester.

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Yuma had been wanting a tatto for quite sometime. He thought it would fit his rockstar image. He already had the piercings why not add to the fun? The only issue was he had no clue what he wanted. Nor wear to get it at. So he asked one of his members for help. Nicholas has a friend who had a shop near them. He had gotten all his own tattoos done by him. “I’ll send you his instagram Yuma. You can get a vibe of his work. Maybe you’ll find something you like” Nicho types in his contact for him.

Yuma scrolled through the man’s page for a while. The man was very detailed with his work. He cared about every single line even the tiny ones. Yuma found one particular drawing catching his attention. It was a sketch of a flower poking out of what seemed to be wire fence . He stared at the design for a good moment before deciding it was perfect.

Yuma message the man briefly to set up the appointment before finding himself scrolling through his page again. He stumbled across an older post of some tattoos the man has himself. He scrolled through the tattoos before landing on a photo of him. Holy fuck Yuma thought. The man looked nothing like he expected. He was beautiful so much so it pissed Yuma off.

Yum-Kun

You didn’t tell me this friend of yours was sexy.

Nicho🍓

Of course you think that. Good luck with that though he’s not the daiting type.

Yuma-Kun

Who said anything about dating ;)

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Yuma arrived at the shop a couple weeks later. He honestly felt pretty nervous. He wasn’t scared of needles or the pain. But mostly he was intimated by the man giving him the tattoo “Hm you must be Yuma” a voice called from behind him. Yuma turned around and choked on a breathe. It was him. “That would be me” he said flashing his signature Cheshire grin. He found he had to look up at the man due to his height. “You can take a seat over here. I’ve sketch out the design you wanted”

Yuma plopped down on the table next to him. He watched the man’s every move. He was in trance he couldn’t snap out of. “You never said your name by the way” he said leaning back slightly to get a better look at him.

“Asakura Jo, but you can just call me Jo. Here take a look at this and make sure you like it” he said handed him the iPad. The design was perfect. The detail in the flower was beautifully done and the wire on the fence was sharp. Yuma nodded in approval before handing the iPad back. Letting his fingers gently brush the others.

“Where do you want it? Or have you not picked a spot yet?” Jo asked as he started setting up. Yuma had put a lot of thought into where he should get the tattoo. He was too indecisive on where to put it. “Actually I was hoping you’d help with that. I have no clue where it would look good at” he said leaning forward. Jo moved his chair closer before speaking “Well aren’t you in a band? I’d say you want it somewhere you could hide or show off, depending on your mood”.

“I am in a band. So I’d say it can be pretty visible for the most part. Since I like showing off sometimes”. Jo took a moment to let his gaze trail down Yumas figure. He notes every freckle and blemish as he did so. Until he landed on the smaller boys waist. Yuma was wearing a slightly cropped shirt that showed a tease of his mid drift. Jo leaned in just enough to hover over him before he spoke up “ can you life up your shirt?”

Yuma was slightly taken aback but he did as he was told , gently lifting up the bottom half of his shirt. Without thinking nor asking Jo reached forward and traced his hip. “I’d say right here would look good. You can cover it if needed. Or you could show it off. It’s also an attractive place for a tattoo. It fits with your whole vibe” he said as he pulled away. Yuma nodded “You think so? Let’s do it there then”.

Jo finished preping before he finally leaned in and started. His hands were skilled and so very soft. Yuma wondered what else his hands were skilled at. Jo continued his skillful work. His hand resting just above Yuma’s boxers. Yuma knew his thoughts were entirely inappropriate. But he couldn’t help it with each soft brush of Jo’s hand. “You’re doing good for a first tattoo” he said pausing to change the ink. Yuma grinned at him “I got a pretty high pain tolerance it comes in handy” he said staring down at him.Jo smiled back “Uh huh. It comes in handy does it?”

Good fucking God Yuma was a goner.

“You’re friends with Nicho right? He said you two play together sometimes” Jo asked as he leaned back down to continue his work. Yuma nodded at him looking down “Yeah we met in highschool. Just kinda stayed close”. Jo smiled at him as he continued on, his hand lingering a little too long at times. “He never mentioned having such pretty friends before. Guess he likes keeping you to himself”. Yuma felt his ears grow slightly red at the comment. He was used to being hit on. But not by anyone this attractive.

“Do you flatter all your clients or am I just special?” he said grinning. Jo held back his smile as he finshed up his work. “Just you. So I guess that makes you special” he said before setting his needle down. He gently wiped over Yumas tattoo. His hand staying for just a beat longer before pulling away. “It’s all finshed you can take a look”.

Yuma set up and walked towards the mirror. His fingers gently trace over the tatto before grinning, “I love it you did a great job” he said. He turned back around and saw Jo admiring him. “Yeah it’s hot. Fits you perfectly” he said taking a step forward. Yuma smiled before leaning in “So am I gonna see you again? Not as a client this time?” Jo nodded briefly “I’d hope so. I would hate to miss out on seeing a pretty face again”

Yuma smiled before handing Jo his phone , getting his number. He headed to the front to leave but not before saying one final goodbye. He placed a soft kiss on Jo’s cheek before running out the door. Leaving Jo with bright red ears and a dumb grin on his face.

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Hi I hope this wasn’t a total waste of your time. I’m very new to writing fics and none are beta read so my apologies if something is messed up. Also let me know if this is a series worth continuing or if I should just leave it here!!!