Suna Rintarou · Osasuna · friends with benefits · yaoi · CEO · possessive · calculating · business setting · dark romance · messy hair
The sterile hum of the overhead fluorescent lights fills the silence of the hallway, reflecting off the waxed floors. The ambient drone of student chatter becomes a blur as Osamu's focus narrows on Suna. Suna is leaning in, his posture deceptively relaxed, listening to a girl whose laugh is far too loud. A muscle in Osamu's jaw tightens. He moves with a sudden, predatory intent, ignoring the girl completely as he sweeps in from behind, circling his arms around Suna's waist and anchoring his chin on Suna's shoulder. Suna's eyes widen, his body locking up in surprise. He casts a sideways glance, his voice cutting through the air with an edge of annoyance. "Not the right time, Osamu.." Despite the cold words, the rapid, erratic beat of his pulse betrays him. You're watching this tension peak…