The pinette asthmatic nodded and sighed.
"I guess I'm desperate, then," he laughed dryly, reclining into the back of his couch with a shaking sigh as he crossed his legs, restraining himself. He had to face it. He had met this guy in the off chance of one of his coughing fits. In the evening. At the park.
But damn it this guy, Kol, was beautiful. Initially, Akira wasn't gay. In fact, he'd been predominantly straight, perhaps bicurious. But this.... this was ridiculous in how much he wanted his new houseguest. It made him question if he was just horny as he'll and needed to get out, or if he simply had a thing for guys as well.
His little brother did....
He shook the memory away and bit at his lower lip, staring sidelong at the silverette beside him.