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writetomyheart2012-09-24 11:50 pm
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[team 1] addiction
welp, still not quite used to uni yet but I didn't want to have to skip again. ><
Another addiction. Kitayama isn’t entirely sure how it started, but he can definitely tell that addiction is what it is. Another mark to add to the steadily lengthening list of Fujigaya’s vices, although Kitayama isn’t entirely sure how dangerous it is.
It’s the little things, that Kitayama barely notices himself, then he finds Yokoo watching with narrowed eyes from behind the br, tutting and muttering under his breath about influencing the younger boys.
Kitayama is just relieved that someone else has seen, has noticed the way Fujigaya acts a little more suggestively, flirts a little more blatantly - and then comes to the club the next day with a new and expensive watch, tie, suit; his natural smile a little less bright, a little more forced. Eyes sadder.
It’s inexcusable in management terms that it has even happened. The club rules are there for a reason, but what is worse to him, at least, is that he doesn’t know how to make it stop.
Another addiction. Kitayama isn’t entirely sure how it started, but he can definitely tell that addiction is what it is. Another mark to add to the steadily lengthening list of Fujigaya’s vices, although Kitayama isn’t entirely sure how dangerous it is.
It’s the little things, that Kitayama barely notices himself, then he finds Yokoo watching with narrowed eyes from behind the br, tutting and muttering under his breath about influencing the younger boys.
Kitayama is just relieved that someone else has seen, has noticed the way Fujigaya acts a little more suggestively, flirts a little more blatantly - and then comes to the club the next day with a new and expensive watch, tie, suit; his natural smile a little less bright, a little more forced. Eyes sadder.
It’s inexcusable in management terms that it has even happened. The club rules are there for a reason, but what is worse to him, at least, is that he doesn’t know how to make it stop.