100 words on the difference. Implied M/M.
He couldn't understand the allure of other men compared to the brilliance of women. It was... unnatural. A joke. Not for real.
Glances of brown and red from the corner of his eye, just whispering to each other, certainly. Lingering looks prove nothing- touches are inevitable between teammates.
Youji stumbled downstairs to the kitchen. His mind blanked- Aya cooking breakfast in football-print boxers. Youji turned and headed back to bed. There are some things you can't explain away.