[ But, it kind of is-- the best question to follow with, that is. Ukai apologizing would just warrant a hundred of Asahi's own, and asking for his silence-- well. Asahi isn't stupid, nor is he a braggart.
Asahi's pretty sure his heart isn't anywhere near where it anatomically should be, and he's nervous. He doesn't want Ukai to react badly, in any sense of the word. He doesn't want what was an otherwise fun memory to be ruined by the knowledge that something happened. Asahi isn't a child, he knows how the world works. Some men do things while drunk that they wouldn't do sober-- that they would get angry about being reminded of doing while sober. While Ukai hasn't given Asahi any indication that he might react that way, waking up to another man on your floor is vastly different from being told you put your mouth on him.
Biting the inside of his cheek and fighting against the almost painful squirming in his chest, Asahi touches just below his right clavicle. The mark, about three to four inches below his collar, is barely there anymore, but he's acutely aware of it's presence. ] I didn't see it until I went to shower. I took your shirt off- [ which his mother hadn't even questioned... ] and I mean- it was, uh. [ Asahi checks to make sure he isn't pissing Ukai off with his oversharing. ] Pretty obvious.
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Asahi's pretty sure his heart isn't anywhere near where it anatomically should be, and he's nervous. He doesn't want Ukai to react badly, in any sense of the word. He doesn't want what was an otherwise fun memory to be ruined by the knowledge that something happened. Asahi isn't a child, he knows how the world works. Some men do things while drunk that they wouldn't do sober-- that they would get angry about being reminded of doing while sober. While Ukai hasn't given Asahi any indication that he might react that way, waking up to another man on your floor is vastly different from being told you put your mouth on him.
Biting the inside of his cheek and fighting against the almost painful squirming in his chest, Asahi touches just below his right clavicle. The mark, about three to four inches below his collar, is barely there anymore, but he's acutely aware of it's presence. ] I didn't see it until I went to shower. I took your shirt off- [ which his mother hadn't even questioned... ] and I mean- it was, uh. [ Asahi checks to make sure he isn't pissing Ukai off with his oversharing. ] Pretty obvious.