Saruhiko cannot remember what happened last night. He probably got wasted and hooked up with somebody. He wishes not.

It seems unlikely anyway as his bottom doesn't feel sore and plus, he isn't naked. If he did happen to sleep with someone, it's either he topped or it was a girl.

He looked around him. He can tell that he's in a hotel room, an expensive one. Oh, god, if it was a girl, he wishes that he wasn't the one who paid for any expenses. That's not like him anyway.

But somehow, he knows that he was with a man.

Because the clothes that he was wearing weren't his. And they were in no way a girl's. Unless he got a nice girl who was kind enough to buy new clothes for him. They don't smell new though. Saruhiko knows that new clothes always have this strange scent as if they were screaming that they're new or something.

He's just wearing a white shirt that is slightly bigger than him and a boxer that is so loose that it's almost falling off.

He got so caught up in observing what's he's wearing and analyzing who he could be with that he failed to notice the door leading to a bathroom. It opened as if on cue, revealing the person that he… spent the night with? Oh, god, no.

"I hope you had a comfortable sleep, Fushimi-kun."

Saruhiko gaped. What. What. What. Why the hell is Munakata Reisi in the same room as he? Is he the one that Saruhiko spent the night with? Did… Did Saruhiko top his captain? Oh, god, another no.

Reisi chuckled, sitting by Saruhiko's bed. "That puzzled look on your face is so cute, Fushimi-kun. I know what you are thinking at the moment. Do not be troubled, we did not have sex."

Saruhiko blushed, ashamed of the fact that Reisi can just read his thoughts so simply like that. He looked away as he spoke, "Tch. A-Are these your clothes?"

"Yes. I was kind enough to provide you some, granting that you puked on yours last night."

"…What? W-What exactly happened last night?"

"What is the last thing that you can remember?"

"Um… I guess when I had… d-danced… as if the floor was mine." Ugh. That was so embarrassing. Seriously, the effects of alcohol.

Reisi chuckled again. "I was there to dance with you. Can you remember?"

Several images flashed on Saruhiko's mind. He was rather wild last night. He can remember how he danced with Reisi, and he isn't even sure if he is having flashbacks or is simply imagining things. The way he danced was… hot, almost as if he was seducing his Captain.

They were dancing and so close to each other that from what Saruhiko can remember, their bodies are grinding together with lust. Reisi's hands were touching him in places that he normally wouldn't want touched and that-

"No. I can't remember." Saruhiko lied. He figured that it would be easier to lie in this situation. The flashbacks themselves are already too embarrassing to recall, it would be much worse to talk about it.

Reisi smirked. Saruhiko can tell that Reisi doubts him. He's getting good in reading Saruhiko after all. Did he see through his lie? He hopes not.

But if Saruhiko's flashbacks were real, how come nothing happened between them?

Wait.

Wait. Reisi didn't say that nothing happened between them. He stated that they didn't have sex. Maybe they somehow… kissed… made out… touched each other…

Saruhiko is probably blushing so hard that his lie can be seen through by anyone. But still, luckily for him, Reisi stood up, still with that smirk. "Okay then. If you say so."

And just when Saruhiko thought that the older man is already done speaking, he added, "I'll make you remember sometime."

Saruhiko didn't know how hard he blushed when Reisi said that.