Pleasure (nsfw)

(A couple of days later)

"So, why did you join the yakuza?" Natsuo asked while sitting on a wooden stool, curled up in a towel and wearing loose pants. Jiro rubbed teal-colored hair dye into Natsuo's head and sighed at his question. They had rarely talked about the yakuza or anything related to it, but Jiro's gentle touches on his scalp were starting to feel too electric, and Natsuo wanted to get his focus away from them.

A couple of empty beer cans and an ashtray with a lightly smoldering weed joint were on top of the dark vanity. A chill lofi hip hop played as background music from a wireless speaker and soft rain pattered against a skylight.

"Well, I wanted to be rebellious," he replied with a shrug and gently massaged the color into his neck, making Natsuo shift uneasily in place.

"And how did Nix first take you in?" Natsuo asked, trying to get his mind off the butterflies he was starting to feel in the pit of his stomach.