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Asahi didn’t really like using the urinals, but after a night celebrating with his uni colleagues, not having managed to escape the invitation after the end of their exams, and with all stalls occupied…
Need must, and Asahi really needed to take a piss.
The relief of finally being able to go had eclipsed his anxiety for a moment… right until another guy stepped up to the urinal right beside his.
Asahi’s shoulders tensed, even as his mind screamed WHY, why with all other free urinals he gotta… And then the fact that he’d been keeping his eyes down backfired spectacularly, because a face with warm brown eyes, a blond front lock, and a slowly spreading grin entered his field of vision.
Shameless guy is short, was all Asahi could manage to think, before the little menace opened his mouth.
“Pissing all by yourself, handsome?”
It startled Asahi so bad he flinched, tried to take a step back… only to slip and fall onto his ass on the restroom floor. Worse, his stupid need to piss hadn’t let up quite yet, and Asahi found himself streaking his pants with the last of his piss, cock flopping big and useless out the front of his pants.
Asahi felt like crying and couldn’t even cover his face with his hands, having slapped them on the dirty floor when he fell.
But he would look up, if only to see if the short punk who had decided to humiliate him wanted to do more than laugh at him, Asahi would defend himself if needed…
Only, once he looked up, it was to meet brown eyes blown wide and parted lips, as the little menace seemed to look at him in wonder.
Asahi felt himself flush.
“Holy shit,” the guy spoke again, pausing to swallow and lick his lips. “Would you do that again? I mean, without falling, yeah, and in private?”
What? The word got stuck in Asahi’s throat as the sound of a stall opening made him freeze, panic worsening, but the same guy who had humiliated him was suddenly hauling him back to his feet, strong despite his height, removing his sweatshirt and not hesitating a second to wrap it around Asahi’s soaked crotch to shield him. Asahi felt himself blush and ducked his head, knowing, despite the situation, that he was a sucker for caring actions like those.
“Sorry,” the guy murmured, putting himself between Asahi and the rest of the bathroom, no matter that he didn’t even reach Asahi’s chin. “Didn’t mean to startle you, but uhh you’re truly handsome, and my offer, question, whatever was honest. So yeah.”
The man who had come out of the stall raised an eyebrow at the whispering but shrugged as he washed his hands and left. Asahi drew a breath.
“P-please don’t-” he managed to get out, stopping for another inhale. “Don’t do that again.”
Little guy in front of him nodded and took a step back, hands up. “Got it, sorry.”
“I mean in a public restroom,” Asahi surprised them both by saying, those brown eyes snapping back to his with tentative hope. Asahi gave a trembling little grin. “It’s rude.”
The little punk smirked. “Rude is my middle name.”
“Mhm, and your first?”
A smile then, and hungry eyes. “Yuu.”