Chapter 70

Hisoki looked down at the carpet. What was he supposed to say next? They knew everything. Were they going to yell at him for not saying anything? Maybe just not talk to him anymore. Maybe... maybe act like he doesn't exist. He felt someone warm wrap their arm around him. "Thank you, so much." He mumbled. Hisoki sighed, hugging back.

Kai allowed Hisoki to lay his head on the younger's shoulder. Why was he saying thank you? Shouldn't Hisoki being anything that. They didn't instantly push him or asked questions. He felt the others hugging him as well, in a group hug. Hisoki smiled lightly. "Why are you saying that?" Hisoki asked, his voice shockingly weak.

"You trusted us with something that you keep close to your heart. Even after we should have broken your trust many times." Harley answered. Even after everyone slowly separated, Harle and Yoshi didn't let go. Which Hisoki loved. "Is that why you always wear things that cover your skin?" Mago asked quietly. Hisoki stared at him for a second, before quietly nodding.

Mago hummed, finally understanding. Baker smiled sadly at Hisoki. "You are strong, Hisoki. What you've been through, it was a nightmare." The blond stepped slightly closer, reaching to graze Hisoki's cheek with his hands. "You're amazing." He mumbled. Hisoki nuzzled his head in Baker's hand. He could feel Yoshi nod his head from where he was standing.

God, how could his love only grow for them.

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It was almost eight in the morning when Wafi woke up to the sound of a phone ringing. Wafi groaned. "Fucking die." He muttered to himself, reaching over to grab it. His eyes were still shut. "I swear to god if this is a fucking robot call I will shove my-"

"Um..... it's not. Also, where's my brother?" The female voice on the other end said with amusement. Wait... Wafi didn't have any siblings. "What's your brother's name?" Wafi asked hesitantly. Whoever her brother was, would probably be screwed. Wafi sat up in his bed, Mago reaching up for him. The four of them; Mago, Harley, Kai, and Wafi, had decided to sleep together, since none of them wanted to be alone. "Baker." She said, her voice serious.

Wafi sighed, replacing himself with a pillow for Mago's sake, but the tanned boy looked up at him. He grabbed Wafi's hand. "What's wrong?" He asked softly. Wafi shook his head, gripping Mago's hand before letting go. He stepped out of the room, noticing the cracked door to Hisoki's room. Wafi walked over there, his bare feet padding on the wood. He knocked lightly. "Is anyone away?" Wafi asked quietly.

"I am." Hisoki called. Wafi sighed a breath of relief before opening the door. Both Baker and Yoshi were snuggled up to Hisoki, while he had a laptop on his lap, typing something. Wafi smiled. "This reminds me of polar bears. They are cute and will cuddle with anything." Wafi murmured happily. Hisoki looked down and chuckled. "Guess they can."

Wafi, now knowing some information, lifts the phone to his ear. "He's sleeping right now." He explained, leaning onto the door. The girl sighs. "I don't care. Just, can I talk to him?" She asked exasperated. Hisoki looked at him worried. "Is everything ok?" Wafi nodded quietly. "Everything's fine. I just need to wake up Baker. His sister wants to talk to him." Wafi assured, walking to Baker's side of the bed. He rubs the blond's arm quietly.

"Baker, wakey wakey." Wafi voiced gently into the other's ear. After a moment Baker groaned, turning around to look at Wafi. His eyes were slightly open, a delicate smile on his lips. He looked beautiful, even if he just woke up. "Good morning.." Baker mumbled sleepily. Wafi brushed the hair out of the boy's face, smiling back. "Good morning. Your sister's on the phone." Wafi informed, handing the phone to Baker. The blond smiled, rolling onto his back. "Hello?" Baker started kindly.

His smile quickly fell off his lips, the boy sitting up. Yoshi moaned from the movement, scooting around. "What?! What email? I never-" Baker stumbled through his words, covering his hand. "Eight? Like this morning?" He looked at his phone. Before groaning. "Ok- ok, I have to go- bye." Baker quickly hung up the phone, climbing out of bed. "What's wrong?" Wafi asked worriedly.

"Hisoki, you need to get dressed. And look nice." Baker instructed, before running out the room. "Wait- what?" Wafi asked, very confused. Baker peeked his head through the door. "Open house. Hisoki has to meet our parents." Baker hastily said, before leaving once again. Wafi turned to Hisoki, who looked just as confused as Wafi did. "Did you know?" Wafi asked, adjusting the waistband of his boxers.

Hisoki had given him a pair of boxers and a shirt, since he didn't want Wafi to sleep in a nice suit. "No, the email must have came out last night when…. Everything happened." Hisoki shrugged. Yoshi peeked his head up, pushing Hisoki's computer away weakly. Hisoki helped, shutting the laptop and placing it in Baker's empty spot. Like a tired do, Yoshi scrambled onto Hisoki's lap. The teacher sighed.

"How does he wake up in the morning? He's a literal sloth." Hisoki laughed as Yoshi hugged him tightly. Wafi smiled. "I don't think he does. I sometimes think his blood is coffee, and other times I think his blood is lavender." Wafi tilts his head to the side, watching the two. Mago waddled into the room, combing his hair down. "Are you two not going?" He asked, yawning.

"If I'm going, you're going." Hisoki said,getting out of bed. He continued to hold the sloth in his arms. "What? Why? I'm not a teacher!" Mago whined, pouting. Yoshi, finally waking up, looked over to Mago. "You're the assistant though." Hisoki recalled with a grin. Mago groaned, frowning. "This isn't fair." He muttered, walking out of the room. Hisoki rolled his eyes.

"I'm happy my parents are all the way in Kanagawa." Wafi smiled, laying the bed. HIsoki smiled. "Perfect, then you could be my slave." Hisoki joker, placing Yoshi down. The brunette rubbed his eyes. "What type? I think I can be a very good sex slave-" Hisoki threw a pillow at him, before walking out the room, pulling Yoshi along with him.

Wafi started laughing.