a friday night and nowhere to go. after finishing up an essay that had taken him almost the entire week, nitori had simply decided to stay home and relax from a stressful week. it could definitely have been worse, but tests took a lot out of him; they did the same to most people. after all was said and done, he didn't want to go out with his friends, he just wanted to stay behind and do nothing. unfortunately, doing nothing grew to be...kind of boring, in the long run. he hadn't been the type of person to go out and go to parties and engage in random hookups when he was younger, but as a generally healthy twenty-one year old, nitori had found his niche with the rest of his friends--both old and new. but, unlike many, he didn't go overboard. he'd found a few "friends" that he could hook up with on a lonely friday night and that was an entirely new thing for him. something that the friends he'd had in high school hadn't really thought they'd ever see from him.
back in high school he'd been very unsure of himself and everything he was. his parents hadn't really helped, seeing as how they always tried to impart their own goals on him. what they wanted for him was to follow in their footsteps and nitori didn't actually want that. he'd joined the swim team even though they hadn't wanted him to and he was going to school for marine biology despite the fact they wanted him to be in business. honestly. him, in business? it was ridiculous. they hadn't fought him on this, however, and they never did. they only told him they were disappointed that he hadn't gone the same route as them, but otherwise let him do what he wanted. of course, that left some psychological damage, but aiichirou liked to think that he had grown stronger than that. you don't overcome the types of insecurities that he had, but he'd learned (through praise and love and support from others) that he was worth something and that what he wanted to do, he should do. with these thoughts in mind, he'd gained some courage and had started going on dates. that quickly escalated into a few regular friends with benefits.
definitely not something he'd anticipated he'd ever have. but there was nothing wrong with being confident in your sexuality, right? as long as he was careful, everything was fine, and no one was judging him. on lonely friday nights, such as this one, he may have been out with the others--and he was invited to go drinking, he just hadn't felt like it at the time--but he could also call up one of those guys, who were all very willing to come over and help him out. he was already laying in bed, the television was droning something that he wasn't paying attention to, and the window let in the welcoming breeze and the sound of crickets chirping. he ground his hips up into his hand, face flushing, as he fumbled for his phone. honestly, ai wasn't going to do it at first, but he knew someone was going to want to come over. someone was going to appreciate this. biting at his lip, nitori punched in the numbers one handed as the other carefully tugged at his boxers.
its friday night and i'm such a lonely little duckling
do you wanna come over and make me less lonely?
he hit send and quickly brought up the camera, holding it low enough to where he could snap a picture of himself from the lips down, head slightly tilted upwards to show off the column of his throat and fingers carefully curled around his cock. he didn't make a habit of sending pictures like this to people, but he'd gotten the okay from this certain individual to do as such. aichiirou often wondered what might happen if he was collecting them, would one day use them as blackmail. then again, there were very different standards about sending personal pictures as blackmail for men and women; it wasn't such a big deal for guys. regardless, he was pretty sure he wouldn't get turned down, unless he was out and partying.
the messages came back read and that's when nitori noticed something. narrowing his eyes a little bit, there was no name at the top of the message, only a series of numbers, and his stomach dropped. any arousal he had slowly flagged. he'd sent these to a total stranger. oh god, he was that guy that people always talked about! mortification made his blood run cold and he felt like vomiting. how could he have made this accident? he was absolutely going to die. at least, that's what aiichirou thought until suddenly his phone was ringing. it was fucking ringing. whomever he'd sent the picture to was actually calling him rather than just texting back or blocking him. trembling fingers held onto his phone and his voice felt caught in his throat. should he answer it?
he was answering it before he even knew it. with his heart thundering in his chest, ai bit at his lip before breathing out softly. "h...hello?"