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“—birthday sex was just as good in the morning, anyway,” Juri offhandedly says to whoever is on the other line, voice loud and clear to everyone who might be listening in on them, and Hagiya doesn’t care if this ramen shop was owned by Juri’s brother under the name of a friend of a friend of a friend of the Tanaka family; he hits his head on the counter once, twice, the third time stopped by Juri’s hand slipping between his forehead and the wood.

“Don’t,” Hagiya looks up to see Juri looking at him with brows drawn together in concern, his other hand still holding his phone, the phone call obviously finished. “You bruise easily, remember?”

Hagiya stares back.

“I have considered that, actually, but there’s always concealer,” he answers slowly. Juri might be one of his best friends, but he’ll never get used to the lack of brain-to-mouth filter, even after years of knowing each other.

“Oh?” Juri prompts, placing the phone next to his glass on the counter.

“I really hope that wasn’t your girlfriend on the phone,” Hagiya sits up, face set in a grimace, letting the ‘even if it were, please don’t tell me because I really do not want to know, please, thank you’ hang unsaid in the air.

Juri laughs at him, a cheerful sound that Hagiya had always been fond of, and he smiles in return. There are only a little handful of things that can make Juri laugh these days; Hagiya is glad he can be of some amusement.


//tags yomimashou