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I was thinking about a fanfic plot, the reader is the popular guy in the class who wants to make fun of the nerd, he creates a fake account and pretends to be a woman and creates a relationship with the nerd until they decide to meet, the reader laughs and makes fun of the nerd, and with that happens hate sex, I don't know if I managed to write the plot well, but you just need to see if you find it interesting, it's just an idea

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warnings › bottom male reader. Reader last name is Shen. Reader is not a native Japanese speaker, so there will be purposeful grammar mistakes when you speak. Blue is mandarin. (G.Name) is Girl Name.

kinks › hate sex, dacryphilia, spanking, lite feminization, praise kink, lite dubcon

words to know › 先生 (Xian Sheng) in Chinese means Mister, but 先生 (Sensei) in Japanese means teacher. 小姐 (Xiao Jie) means Miss in Chinese.

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“So? Are you gonna do it?”

You glanced over at the supposed target of your friend’s prank. Haruki Kenji? You couldn’t remember his name well enough. Japanese was still a little hard for you after only moving here three years ago. While your mother’s grandma was from Japan, you lived in China for most of your life due to your father’s job.

It took a second for you to think, mentally translating what your friend had just said. Slang was always the hardest part for you.

“Sure,” you answered. “How much you pay me?”

Your friend, Hitoshi, the little leader of this college group of popular kids leaned in closer. “How ever much you want.”

“Oooh, Toshi is rolling in money, huh?” Maya, his girlfriend, laughed.

Siyi, a foreign exchange student from Taiwan glanced over at you, inching closer. “Did you really comprehend what they just asked you to do?” She whispered in mandarin.

“Of course!” You pouted. “I just text him as a girl. It shouldn’t be too bad.”

“Yeah… then you’ll laugh in his face when he finally meets you in person, isn’t that a little cruel?”

“Oi, stop whispering amongst yourselves.” Hitoshi kicked at your chair, glaring slightly. “Speak Japanese, we don’t speak Chinese.”

Siyi glared at him. You had a feeling Hitoshi and Siyi could never really get along. In all honesty, she only hung out with him because you did. You didn’t even remember how you started hanging out with him.

He was the first person to talk to you and didn’t make fun of your accent. So you just attached yourself to him.

“Anyway,” Hitoshi smirked, clapping his hands together. “You gonna do it? Me and my other friends are gonna bet on whether that nerd is smart enough to figure it out.”

“Yeah,” you answered, nodding your head. “I can do it. How will I get his number?”

“Leave that to me.” Maya smirked. “I have a girl friend who owes me a little favor.”

Maya and Hitoshi began talking about the plan while you tuned them out.

Siyi grabbed your shoulder, forcing you to face her. Her grip was harsh as she glared at you. “Don’t come crying to me when you get caught.”

You scoffed. She was acting like this wouldn’t be a quick and done little prank. Though you wouldn’t know that it would end up lasting almost two full months.

With you falling in love with said nerd.

蓮見啓司

Hasumi Keiji. That was his name. You were recently given his LINE ID, having created a side account to pretend to be Maya’s friend. The girl was half Chinese so luckily you’d be able to get away with not sounding like a full native while texting.

Maya had said it was such a hassle to even get Keiji to pay her any attention. It took two full weeks until he finally allowed her to get his LINE ID.

He didn’t seem to care at all that a pretty girl was into him. Didn’t even ask for her name.

So you were lying in bed, dressed in a fluffy cat onesie, wondering what to say. He probably wouldn’t like small talk. But what would a guy like him like?

You didn’t even remember what he looked like. It didn’t seem like he liked having fun.

His username was just his full government name!

You sat up and huffed. This wasn’t supposed to be stressful. Maybe you could just talk about stars. His profile picture looked to be of a shooting star. He must be obsessed with them.

Your profile picture was of a cat. Even your username meant kitten. Girls liked cats.

子猫

Hi, it’s me ^^

Shen (Name)

You panicked and quickly deleted the last message.

子猫

Haha typo sorry, Shen (G.Name) (^з^)-☆

蓮見啓司

Do I know you?

子猫

Ouch, hhhhhh

Maya gave me your LINE ID

I thought you were cute and wanted to get to know you

蓮見啓司

“Hhhh?” What does that mean?

子猫

( ；´Д｀)

I forgot… Japanese don’t use that.. you use wwww? Or lol? Aaaaah

I’m laughing! It’s haha, Chinese text slang! I’m not making fun of you

蓮見啓司

I wasn’t upset, don’t over explain yourself

I didn’t think someone like Maya would make friends with someone like you

Ok, is there something you wanted? I was doing something

子猫

Oh! Were you looking at the sky?

Stars must be your favorite, right? (⁎⁍̴̛ᴗ⁍̴̛⁎)

蓮見啓司

Why would I be looking at the sky? You can hardly see stars here

If I wanted to I would go to the countryside

子猫

蓮見啓司

I was preparing my tsunami simulator for the science fair

It’s supposed to be a realistic depiction. I created a whole toy town that will die out due to a tsunami. Showing how it wipes out different types of buildings, as well as how to see it from afar while on the beach

Anyway. Bye

You stared at your phone in confusion. That was terrible. There was no way he’d answer you if you texted him again. How could you even get a guy like to like you?

You weren’t going to see a cent from Hitoshi and friends at this point.

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A full week passed and you weren’t sure what to do. After his very blunt “bye” you were scared to even text him back. That felt a little too final. Maybe he was a nerd that focused solely on schoolwork and never ever wanted a girlfriend.

Fuck.

“I take it you haven’t gotten anywhere with him?” Siyi poked your face with a pencil, causing you to look over at her. “Take it as a sign and leave it alone. There’s no need for you to continue.”

“Why? Only a quitter would give up so easily! And I’m no quitter!” You answered with a wide grin, suddenly feeling energized.

Siyi only sighed in disbelief. “Do you even know what he looks like?”

Your brain short circuited for a second at her sudden switch back to Japanese. “Oh, uh, I guess I don’t. You have a painting of him?”

“Picture.” She corrected you, shaking her head. “No I don’t. But I have a class with him. We’re both competing in the science fair next month. I heard he was making a realistic tsunami simulator.”

“He must be really smart,” you sighed, frowning slightly. “Then.. he’s probably really busy with the project. That’s why he hasn’t texted me again!”

“Maybe. You could always text him first. He could also, rightfully, think you were just pranking him about being into him.”

You hummed, nodding to yourself. Well, there was only way to know for sure. You’d have to text him first again.

子猫

Hi ٩(˃̶͈̀௰˂̶͈́)و

It’s been a while~

How’s the project coming along?

蓮見啓司

You actually came back

So you weren’t joking

The project is going okay, my dog, little brother, and his friend ruined half of my town so I’m rebuilding it right now

Of course, I mean they are rebuilding it while I supervise

A picture was sent right after his last message. Your eyes widen at the sight of him. It was a selfie that showed a small dog sitting with its head down beside a younger boy dressed in a high school uniform, having his head down as he glued back a miniature house.

The guy holding the camera, Keiji, wearing a white sleeveless shirt. He had on rectangular glasses sitting on the bridge of his nose. Black hair messy, a large and prominent nose with plump lips. His gaze was lazy as he stared up at the camera with little to no expression.

He sent a video next.

You quickly pressed play.

Keiji hummed at the camera before flipping it to show his little brother and dog. “Say hello, guess who would’ve been able to play LOL if he hadn’t decided it would be smart to start throwing the family dog like a football with his friend? Right, Ken?”

Ken, his younger brother, sighed and shook his head. He continued gluing a house together. The dog laid beside him, as if it was time out. Keiji only chuckled before turning the camera over and showing another boy continuously wincing as he used a hot glue gun.

“His little boyfriend,” Keiji said just as he turned camera over to face himself. A slight smirk pulled on his lips as Ken began yelling that his friend wasn’t his boyfriend. Keiji simply ended the video.

蓮見啓司

So I can talk to you properly today

What are you doing?

子猫

Nothing really, hehe

I was really nervous texting you… that last text was really blunt

Didn’t think you’d wished to speak to me anymore

蓮見啓司

You have a habit of putting words into my mouth

I never said that I didn’t want to talk to you

I’m just busy—you can always text me throughout the day

I’ll answer when I can

I still don’t understand why you’d want to suddenly speak to me

子猫

Well! You’re handsome (˶‾᷄ ⁻̫ ‾᷅˵)

蓮見啓司

That’s it?

子猫

Well I also want to learn more about you! You seem cool

I think we can, y’know, get really close

先生～

蓮見啓司

Sensei? We’re both students

子猫

Oh! I mean 先生 in Chinese~

Xiansheng ∠( ᐛ 」∠)＿

蓮見啓司

I just searched it

Mister? Why are you so formal?

You’re already pretty formal even while texting

子猫

Xiansheng! I’m flirting~

Don’t some guys like being called sir or mister?

蓮見啓司

I don’t care for that stuff

子猫

I won’t call you that anymore

蓮見啓司

No need

I’ll just call you 小姐

You blinked. Did he search for how to say miss in Chinese? You couldn’t help but grin slightly. Though you thought you’d have more of a problem being called that. You glanced around your bedroom, taking note of the traditionally girly stuff decorated around.

All the plushies and teddy bears you’ve had since infancy. The big pink fluffy feather lamp you had. Only Siyi had been in your bedroom. No way were you going to allow Hitoshi and his “bros” ever visit your house.

You shivered at the thought.

For the rest of the night, you and Keiji talked about random things. He blabbered on about his tsunami simulator. He even sent his first ever voice note that was around four minutes long to better explain the mechanics to you.

Did you care? Not really. But if this was going to get him to let his guard down with you then so be it.

“So, first I had to calculate how much water I was going to use and the mass of each building I created. In a real tsunami, the amount of water that comes in is more than a hurricane. It’s said to be…”

You fell asleep while listening to his voice note. His voice was surprisingly calming.

蓮見啓司

Xiaojie?

Night

ཆི❤︎ཆྀ

8月10日 8 A.M.

子猫

Today I ended up tripping into a wall

Hhhhhhhhh

It doesn’t hurt as much

Kinda

Xiansheng, what should I do?

子猫

If I suddenly started typing to you Chinese, would you be able to understand it?

Japanese has borrowed characters

And you’re smart

Oh I just dropped my bagel

You snapped a picture of your fallen bagel. It fell right on your sneakers. The only pictures you really sent Keiji made sure to show any of your body parts. You were even hesitant to show your hands.

8月11日 12 A.M.

蓮見啓司

You had an eventful day

Maybe if you didn’t text and walk you wouldn’t have tripping into a wall

Be more careful

I might be able to understand some of it, I’ll spend some more time learning Chinese for you

Also isn’t this the fifth time you’ve texted me a dropped bagel?

Night, Xiaojie, sleep well

8月13日 2 P.M.

子猫

I passed my biology exam ٩(˃̶͈̀௰˂̶͈́)و

I was so scared, but the notes you sent me really helped

Is science your favorite?

I remember you mentioned if you wanted to see stars, you go countryside

Are there many stars there?

8月14日 3 A.M.

蓮見啓司

Good job

Science is my favorite, if I had to have one

There’s little to no light population in the countryside You’d have an easier time seeing the stars out Have you ever tried it?

Xiaojie, I’ll take you to a good spot to see them. Would you like to go?

8月17日 12 P.M.

子猫

Xiansheng

you always reply so late at night (｡ ́︿ ̀｡)

Are you overworking? How many classes do you have?

Should I stop texting you so much? It’s probably bothering you… right?

8月17日 12:04 P.M.

蓮見啓司

Don’t stop

I told you already

I’ll respond when I can

Xiaojie,

Can you wait for me?

8月20日 10 A.M.

子猫

Xiansheng, look, isn’t it pretty?

You sent a picture of a small round strawberry cake.

子猫

Pretty, right? Maybe I can send you one?

I overheard that you stay really late in the science lab

Maybe some sugar can keep you energized!!

8月20日 10 P.M.

蓮見啓司 sent a voice note.

“Cake to keep me energized?” He let out an amused sigh. “Sugar is not what I need. Drinking a protein shake would be healthier for me. In any case, I already have my daily dose of sugar. You’re quite sweet each day you send a message. Even if it’s about mundane things.

I’d like to hear your voice sometime. Hearing you talk about your day would be better than reading it. Hm, anyway, the simulator is almost complete. I brought it to the science lab so my brother won’t destroy it again by accident. I can… show you it if you come to the fair. Yeah, only if you want. Night.”

8月31日 12 P.M.

子猫

Today’s the fair right?

You’ll do great, Xiansheng

I believe in you~

I’d go but I have class during the time!

Keiji stared at your message, sighing to himself. He placed his phone on his desk. The fair ended an hour or two ago. He hadn’t found it in himself to respond to your text yet.

Because he wasn’t stupid.

You weren’t who you said you were.

You’ve been texting him for almost a month and yet you haven’t sent him a single selfie or voice note. He had been constantly sending you voice notes because you had offhandedly mentioned that you fell asleep quick listening to his voice.

He only had one working theory at the time. You certainly weren’t a friend of Maya—or at least not the friend she was trying to set him up with.

It was a prank. Must’ve been.

The thought angered him to no end. He should’ve trusted his guts the first time he talked to you.

“Bro,” Ken poked his head into Keiji’s bedroom, a grin on his lips. “How are you and that girl doing?” He wiggled his eyebrows suggestively.

“I think I’m being pranked.” Keiji said bluntly. He glanced over at Ken. “If someone you’ve been chatting with for over a full month now hasn't so much as sent you a voice note or picture, then it’s obviously not a good sign.”

Ken joined Keiji on his bed. “Hah? What would someone gain for faking a relationship with you? Are they bullying you?”

“It’s more than likely Hitoshi.”

“Yamada Hitoshi?! Is he still mad about that thing in high school?”

“Must be. But whoever’s texting me must be a lackey of his I don’t know. Their Japanese isn’t native and they managed to keep up this facade for a month.”

“You think it’s not even a girl?!”

“Probably.”

Ken cursed, biting his lip. “What are you gonna do?”

“What is there to do?” Keiji raised an eyebrow. “I’ll just block them. I’m not in high school anymore—I don’t have time for these childish jokes.”

“Aren’t you a little upset? I’ve seen you while texting them, you smiled a lot.”

Keiji scoffed. “Obviously whatever I was feeling for them was fake. I’ll be fine. It wasn’t like we were actually dating.”

Ken shrugged as he got up. “Okay, okay. Whatever you say… if you need help beating them up, I have some friends who are bored.”

Keiji only waved his brother off. Once Ken left the room, he grabbed his phone and clicked on your contact.

He was upset. Really upset at the thought that everything he had was fake. Sure, it was just a month. But he enjoyed looking at his phone at the end of the day and seeing the random bullshit you sent him.

He didn’t mind creating the voice notes for you to sleep with.

Did he like you? He wasn’t sure.

It didn’t matter now. He wasn’t going to let you continue to string him on. You probably sent pictures of your texts to your friends, laughing at him.

The thought pissed him off.

子猫 is video calling you

Keiji stared at his phone even as the call went to voicemail. He blinked multiple times. He even took off his glasses and rubbed the bridge of his nose. It must’ve been a hallucination.

But no, you called him again.

He was confused. Was this your attempt at keeping him reeled in? Maybe you noticed he was pulling away nowadays.

He answered right on the last ring, ready to see who was behind this childish prank.

In the camera, it was a man—something he expected. But he didn’t expect a man… this cute?

You grinned at the camera, letting out a surprised burp. Oh, you were drunk. Your moves were sluggish as you fixed the camera to show more of yourself.

And you were only in a pink bathrobe. Your hand seemed to have trouble holding up the phone as you yawned before leaning in close to the camera.

“Xiansheng,” you whispered out, your voice light and coquettish. “Are you.. happy to finally see me? It’s (G.Name).. no.. (Name)~ hehehe.”

Keiji could only stare. You were easily embarrassing yourself in front of him just because you were drunk. He almost laughed. The sight was a joke.

He thought back to what Ken said. Maybe… he could level the plane field. He turned on his screen recording. Then he just waited, wanting to see how far you would go.

“Xiansheng,” you whined out, “you didn’t answer me? Are you not there?” You brought the phone further from your face, showing your lower body. The bathrobe was slipping down. Your bare chest was now showing.

Keiji huffed. “You were finally brave enough to call me, huh?” He couldn’t help the bitter laugh that escaped him.

“I’ve always wanted to call you!” You giggled. “But if I did… you’d get mad at me.. cuz I only started talking to you cuzzz of a pet.. prank..”

“Huh, so it was a prank? Hitoshi put you up to it?”

“Mhm.”

“What did he want?”

“I dunno.” You sighed. “I don’t care about himmmm. I want.. you… only you. Talking to you everyday.. so fun.. I only have you and Siyi really!” You plopped down on your bed, staring straight at the camera.

You’re so blunt.. and maybe a little mean.. but I like talking to you. Even hearing you talk about that tsu..Tsuki? Hm, yeah, that thingie was nice.”

“Really?” Keiji questioned. “If you’ve been lying to me the entire time, how can I really believe that you like me now? What if you are acting right now?”

You pouted. “Uuuuh, Xiansheng.. I’m sorry, a relationship built on lies… it’s bound to break!”

“What? What did you say?”

“Didn’t you say you’d learn Chinese for me? How can you not understand me? You didn’t keep your promise… guess we both lied, hehe.”

“(Name).” Keiji sighed. “I don’t know what you’re saying.”

“Oooh, you learned how to say something? So handsome.. you’re so sexy when speaking… and the way you’re glaring at me.. hmmm. Keiji.. can I call you Keiji?”

“Can you call me that?” Keiji shook his head. “No. It’s Hasumi to you. Why would I give you the privilege of saying my first name when you’ve been lying to me this entire time?”

“It wasn’t the entire time.” You replied, the drunkish grin on your lips long gone. “I’m sorry. I should’ve never agreed, but then I would have never met you.”

The phone suddenly jolted as you sat up, pulling up your robe to properly cover yourself. “I should… go.” You whispered, not looking at the camera.

Keiji raised an eyebrow. “Where are you going? It's around 2 am. Hey. Shen (Name).”

You weren't responding anymore. Keiji could only see that you were walking somewhere. The sound of a door closing and slippers against concrete told him that you were now somehow outside. He sat up and tried to see where you were going.

“(Name)? Where are you going? Answer me. Hey, hold up the phone. I can’t see anything.” Keiji stood up, grabbing a jacket.

His Chinese, even if it was a bit clunky, seemed to catch your attention. You lifted your phone, showing your face as if you had forgotten you were talking to him just a minute ago. A slight grin pulled on your lips as you hummed.

“You can’t see? Ai ya, it's so hard to maneuver a phone. Can you see now, Xiansheng? Xiansheng, you can actually see a bit of the stars, even if it's not that many.” A little laugh left you right before the phone skid across the concrete.

Keiji stopped right by his front door at the sound. He had rushed to get dressed and run out the front door to hopefully try to reach you. “(Name)? What was that?”

“Hurts.” You sighed out. The phone was facing the dark sky as you moved to lean over it. “Xiansheng, I tripped. What should I do? Uhhhh, ooooh, you can’t understand chinese.” You whispered, “sorry, it's just.. Easier,” a wince left you as you moved to sit against a railing, holding the phone across from you.

Your eyes were red and puffy. Were you crying earlier? Keiji didn't think to ask you that right now. He took note of the background and knew immediately what bridge you were at. The one only five minutes away from the university. Did you live that close to school?

“Don’t move.” Keiji said just as he booked it on his bike out of his house. He lived at his family house, since it was only a twenty minute walk from campus. But he could easily make it in under ten if he biked fast enough.

“Hasumi,” you giggled, “your tones.. They’re so cute. You sound like my baby cousin. He also struggles with tones right now. But, context clues, help!” You shivered and glanced down at your clothing, taking note of the bathrobe and pajama pants you were wearing. “Why did I come out with no shirt?” You murmured to yourself.

“What was I doing?” Your voice low as you tried to think but it was hard with the brain fog you were experiencing with all the alcohol you drank just two hours ago. Hitoshi and his friends were really pushing you to drink. Soon you started drinking of your own accord. Right after coming from the bathroom, you overheard Hitoshi and his friends.

“His Japanese is ridiculous. Do you even understand him half the time?”

It’s not easy learning a new language.

“Now you’re exaggerating. What really bothers me is how cutesy he tries to sound!”

But that’s just how I speak.

“Yeah, did he learn Japanese from those porn videos? Why does he sound like that?”

It’s not an act.

“Maybe that's how he's been able to fool Hasumi for a month straight.”

Fool? But…

“Is he even a boy?”

“Careful, Hitoshi, he might be gay! He might've even fallen in love with Hasumi.”

In love with Hasumi?

“Heh, serves that glasses wearing freak right, can’t wait to see the look on his face when he says he was texting a guy this entire time. He might even fight Shen.”

“Now that's something I'd pay to see! Nerd versus a homo. Who are you betting on?”

You leaned against the wall, staring straight ahead as each person began to say who they were betting on. Hasumi got the most bets. You tried thinking maybe you were misinterpreting what they were saying. Maybe your Japanese really was that bed.

But you caught sight of Siyi as she left the table, almost walking right past you. She was holding her and your bag. Her face was screwed in anger before she caught sight of you. Any anger in her fizzled out. She couldn’t remember ever seeing a look of pure devastation on your face in the two years she got to know you.

Just by the look on your face, she knew what you were thinking.

What you were pleading for.

She could only frown, breaking eye contact with you.

Siyi had brought you home but you couldn’t remember what else happened after.

All you knew was that you wanted to talk to Keiji to feel better. Maybe you drank a couple of your dad’s beers as you psyched yourself into calling him. But he wasn’t responding anymore. You sniffled, letting out a stuttered sigh. Your throat burned and your face felt wet. You reached up and rubbed at your face. When did you start crying again?

“Did you leave too?”

You placed your shattered phone on the ground as you curled into yourself. He didn’t want to see it after all. And you could only blame yourself.

“(Name)!”

Your body froze, your eyes widening as you glanced up. You looked to your right to see Keiji. He was biking down towards you with insane speed. His eyes narrowed just as he was reaching close to you. That’s when you realized he wasn’t wearing his glasses.

And that he wasn’t slowing down despite being only a few feet away from you.

Even being drunk, you had enough sense to sluggishly sit up just as he skidded past you. Keiji’s bike went flying as he hit a curve, tumbling off his bike. You gasped in shock, watching the scene in horror.

Keiji, despite practically face planting into the concrete, sat up quickly. There was a cut on his right cheek as he abandoned his bike and immediately rushed over to you. He squinted his eyes and grabbed at your face, leaning close enough to where your noses touched.

“Why do you not have your glasses?” You whispered, surprised he even had the time to put on a helmet. Your hands reached up and touched the top of the helmet, noticing a small chunk of it had broken off.

“What?” Keiji questioned, “what did you say?” He was rubbing your face before his hands trailed down to your robe, pulling it up and properly covering you up.

“Glasses.”

“I forgot them. Why would you walk out here so late at night? And the bridge no less? Are you crazy? Were you planning on jumping?”

You blinked, trying to understand what he just yelled at you a mile a minute. “Jump?! What are you talking about?! I wanted to…” you look up at the sky and point at the moon. “It's a full moon today. I wanted to show you the full moon… Siyi and I walked past here earlier and I thought you could really see the moon from this spot. I thought if I showed you, you’d be less mad at me.”

Keiji looked to where you were pointing. He glanced back down at you. “You should've just said that.” He pulled away from you. You tried not to frown. Right, he had every right to still be angry at you.

You watched as he walked back over to his bike and made it stand back up.

“Come on. I’ll take you home.”

“But you hit your head.”

“I’m fine. You shouldn’t walk with your injury.”

Injury? You glanced down to see the right leg of your pajama pants was ripped, your knee scraped and bloody. “I’m bleeding… how–?”

“Hurry up. It’s almost 3 am.” Keiji yelled out, getting on his bike. You hesitantly walked over to him, sitting right behind him. Your hands laid at your sides until he reached back and pulled your arms to wrap around his waist. “I don’t want to deal with you suddenly flying off.”

You simply hummed. “Uhm, I’ll give you the directions.”

The bike ride was awkward. Keiji was obviously still angry and possibly seething at the fact he had to take care of you. You knew that as soon as he dropped you home, you'd never see him again. The thought was already making your eyes water. You didn’t even notice that you leaned into Keiji, resting your head on his back. If this might be the only chance you get, you wanted to enjoy the short ride.

But it seemed the bike ride was longer than it should be.

It felt like Keiji was going in circles.

“Hasumi?” You whispered, pulling back a little as he suddenly slowed down.

Keiji reached up and unclipped his helmet, tossing it off. You flinched at the loud clatter on the ground.

“(Name)... I’m going to need you to call an ambulance.”

“Huh?!”

You watched in fear as Kenji began to go limp in your arms.

“Hasumi?!”

“It’s only a minor concussion. The helmet protected his head. He just needs to rest for a couple of weeks. No bicycling or any exercise in the meantime. If he starts to feel dizzy for multiple days, come back. Luckily we found no internal bleeding. He can go home in an hour or so after we finalize the paperwork.”

You nodded at the doctor, sighing in relief that she mostly spoke words that were easy to understand. Though you had to translate concussion. Keiji was sitting on the hospital bed, holding an ice pack to his head. He looked pissed to say the least.

“Keiji!” A voice yelled, the room door opening to show a teenage boy and an adult woman. The older woman quickly rushed over and grabbed Keiji’s shoulders, maneuvering him around as if he was a doll. “Are you okay?! What were you doing out so late at night? Do you know how worried I was about getting a call at 4 in the morning?!”

The teenage boy, while worried, strolled in slowly. He raised an eyebrow at you before focusing solely on Keiji. “That was gnarly. Were you speeding or something? You usually ride a bike like a sloth.” He laughed.

“Imagine my shock when the hospital called and said that you were emitted into the emergency room with a concussion!” The older woman, who you assumed was his mother, cried out.

“Yeah.. and that your partner was the one that called the ambulance for you.” The teenager said, causing Keiji’s and Ms. Hasumi’s gaze to finally turn over to you.

You immediately sat up straight at their gaze. Keiji huffed. You expected him to quickly deny that and maybe drag you through the mud a little when Ms. Hasumi grinned.

“So both of my sons are gay!” Ms. Hasumi laughed, clapping her hands together as if it was the funniest news she could ever learn. “I’m so sorry that this is how we first met. I’m Hasumi Nana.” She walked over and easily pulled you over into a hug.

You awkwardly hugged her back, unsure of what to say.

“I’m not gay!” The teenager cried out, a look of embarrassment on his face.

“Sure, Ken. Haruto is just a really good friend of yours.” Ms. Hasumi shook her head. “Anyway, your name isn’t Japanese, are you a foreigner?”

“Obviously he is.” Ken muttered, crossing his arms.

“Ken, I don’t think I asked you to speak. I’m sorry, he gets cranky if he doesn’t get his eight hours of sleep.” She gave you a wide grin.

“Oh, uhm, yes.” You answered, glancing over at Keiji. You were waiting for him to say something but he only looked at you with an amused smirk. Was he finding this funny?

“This is good news, I was worried my Keiji wouldn’t find anyone in this life.” She nodded solemnly to herself. “Then you can take care of him for this week.”

“Pardon?”

“P–? Haha, was that Chinese?” Ms. Hasumi seemed to never stop grinning. “I have a girls trip to Thailand already planned, we leave tomorrow. Ken was going to spend this week with Haruto so Keiji is going to be all alone. It’s perfect if you can take care of him. Then you both don’t have to… sneak out at 3 am to hang out.” She laughed.

“Uhm, Hasumi wouldn't want that..” You whispered.

“Hasumi? You guys aren’t even on a first name basis yet?” Ken raised an eyebrow.

“Ken.” His mother warned, a harsh glare in her eyes.

Keiji hummed. “Who said I wouldn't want that?” You looked over at him as a wide grin pulled on his lips. “Why wouldn’t I want my sweet boyfriend taking care of me?”

Oh.

You were screwed.

“Oh and I know it’s none of my business..” Ms. Hasumi pursed her lips. “But why are you only in a bathrobe and pajama pants?”

ཆི❤︎ཆྀ

“I think this punishment isn’t all that bad.” Siyi said on the phone. She was clearly not surprised that Keiji got back at you. “If I was him, I would’ve embarrassed you in public. Embarrassing you in private is quite nice of him.”

You whined, scrubbing at the toilet Keiji told you to clean. “But…”

“There is no but. You essentially led him on for a full month. A week doing his bidding is nothing in comparison to what you did. Besides, he did get the concussion because he was worried for you.”

You stopped. “Huh? Worried for me?”

“Uh, yeah. Why else would he have biked to you in under five minutes, moving so fast that he couldn't stop himself in time. At 3 am in the morning. He cared a little bit.”

You’ve only been at Keiji’s house for two days so far. He had made you clean the house spotless while he just did school work or laze around. You basically did anything he didn’t want to do. Doing so many chores right after classes was tiring but you didn’t think about what Siyi said until now.

She was right.

Even if right now, every gaze he gave you was of contempt. He cared enough that night to rush to you.

He cared for you that much in just a month.

“Anyway, stop complaining to me and clean that toilet. I told you to not come crying to me once you get caught.” She quickly hung up the phone.

In all honesty, he could have been meaner. He was really just ignoring your existence half the time or telling you to do something for him. But somehow, you wished he was still paying attention to you. Even if it was to yell at you.

The next two days flew by quickly.

And by now, he didn’t ask you to do anything.

You sat on the couch, basically twiddling with your fingers as Keiji did his homework. He was sitting on the ground, his homework sprawled all over the coffee table. The air felt tense. Only the sound of pencil meeting paper was heard. You were too nervous to turn on the TV.

Your gaze was on him, watching his every move. His glasses sat on the edge of his nose. He made no attempt to fix them as he focused solely on his homework. It looked to be something advanced. Nothing you could understand with a simple glance over.

“Cursing me out in your head?” He suddenly asked, not even looking up at you.

“What? No! Sorry, I was…” You clamped your mouth shut. It took a full minute before you decided to get the courage to say something. “Why are you ignoring me?”

The sound of something snapping caused you to flinch. His pencil’s tip was completely broken. Keiji didn’t say anything for a moment. Your stomach began to tighten as you silently cursed yourself out. Why did you even ask him that?

Wasn’t being ignored better than anger?

“Why? I’m sorry,” Keiji placed his pencil down. “I didn’t know I owed you anything.”

“I didn’t–I mean, I expected you to be more angry… maybe do more stuff?”

“I did for the first few days but then I got tired of it. Because that’s the difference between you and me,” he looked back at you, his eyes devoid of any emotion. “I don’t gain any satisfaction from hurting someone.” He gathered his papers and stood up, walking away to his room.

You stared at his retreating back. No, you couldn’t let it stay like this. You wanted to at least try… if he pushed you away again, then you’d listen.

You quickly rushed after him, holding the door before he could close it. Keiji stared back at you with wide eyes, probably wondering where you had gained the audacity.

“Hasumi, I know I hurt you but I did really start to enjoy talking to you.”

“So? Was it funny when I called you Xiaojie? Did it hurt you to call me Xiansheng? You seemed to say it with ease. Did you do this to other poor “nerds” to make fun of them with Hitoshi and his friends?

“No!” You frowned. “I never did this to anyone else but you.”

Keiji scoffed. “I guess that makes me special.”

“Hasumi.” Your voice was shaky. “I know why it's hard to believe me. I know you should hurt me back and I can handle it but don’t ignore me. I can’t handle that.”

“What? You want me to hurt you like you hurt me?” Keiji got into your space, cornering you until you pressed against the now closed bedroom door. “I bet thats what that little fucker wants. To see me lose my cool and beat you up in front of them. They’d bet on it.”

Your eyes widen. Just how well did Keiji know Hitoshi? However, Keiji took your silence as confirmation. He rolled his eyes and moved to pull away but you quickly wrapped your arms around his waist, pressing your body against his. Keiji grabbed at your shoulders and began pushing you away.

“Let go of me. You have a fucking death wish or something?!”

“No!” You cried out. “This past month, it was so easy to talk to you. I started waking up and wanting to text you immediately to tell you anything that popped in my head. Anything mundane or exciting that happened those days, you were the first person I thought of. I stayed up late to see your response when you could finally answer. I loved your voice notes, even if I sometimes struggled to understand you because you talk so fast whenever you get excited about all that science talk.”

These past few days without you, I can’t go back. I… I…”

Wǒ xǐhuān nǐ.

You shuddered, your hands gripping at his back. You hadn't even realized he had stopped trying to push you away. Just as you were about to speak, his hand grabbed your chin, pushing your face back. His gaze was filled with anger but also something else deep down.

“You can’t go without me?” He laughed cruelly, “did Hitoshi prepare this script for you? You can handle my anger? Do you know what you’re wishing for, Xiaojie?” he spat out the title as if it was venomous. “Because if I start, I’m not stopping.”

Tears welled in your eyes as you only nodded. “I can. I can. I want your anger, please.”

Keiji’s features softened, just for a tiny moment before he glared at you. He pushed you away and grabbed your arm, shoving you onto his bed. You fell down with a cry, staring up at him as he stood at the edge of the bed, right between your legs.

As you stared up at him, you wondered if you could truly handle whatever he was holding deep inside.

You cried out, fingers digging into the bedsheets beneath you. Your teeth were biting into the pillow as your body shot forward once more. The sound of skin slapping filled the room. Keiji didn’t wait a second as he spanked you once more. He didn’t count or keep a steady rhythm. It was all done so you couldn’t get too comfortable.

At this point you didn't know how long he had been spanking you. Your ass felt sore and sensitive to touch. Keiji stopped again for a second. You waited for a moment, waiting for whenever he’d finally spank you again.

But he didn’t as something wet and slimy was suddenly touching your lower back. The cool liquid burned against your sensitive skin as you let out a muffled cry. His long fingers rubbed the lube across your skin before sliding down to your ass. He didn’t wait a second as he slipped in his middle finger.

The stretch caused you to gasp, leaning down further into the bed. Keiji’s free hand grabbed your hip and pulled it up more. His refusal to talk was both hot and terrifying. Each touch was a shock.

“Xiansheng…” You pitifully whined out, a stray tear sliding down your cheek. Would he even listen if you asked him to be gentle? You decided to bite back into the pillow, shutting yourself up.

Keiji didn’t respond and continued to rub at your warm walls. He slipped in another finger, stretching you out. His fingers reached in deep until it rubbed against a certain spot inside you. Your eyes widen as you let out a miffed cry. Keiji stilled for a moment.

He experimentally pressed down on the spot. The two fingers gently massaged and rubbed around the edge. Your legs twitched as you struggled to keep your moans down. Each touch earned a gasp. Your hands were practically tearing at the bedsheets now as your cock was leaking precum.

Your eyes rolled to the back of your head as you grunted, cum coating the bedsheets beneath you.

Keiji let out an amused huff. A spank to your right cheek caused you to gasp. Your body immediately collapsed, your legs giving out. You whined into the pillow as Keiji delivered another harsh spank to your left cheek. Despite the pain, your cock was already twitching alive beneath your stomach.

“You look pathetic.” Keiji finally spoke, pulling his fingers out of you. You whined at the loss. “This isn’t really a punishment since you’re enjoying it so much. Maybe you wanted this type of punishment all along.” he leaned over you, his lips teasing the tip of your ear.

“Such a slut. You only wanted sex in the end.”

“No…” A choked sob left you as you felt his cock slowly push inside of you.

“No? But look at you, so tight, I can’t even fit.” He pressed down on the curve of your back as he continued to thrust his cock’s full length inside. “You could’ve just asked if all you wanted was a quick fuck.”

You whimpered, burying your face into the pillow at his words.

“But,” he laughed into your ear. “I would’ve never said yes to someone like you. You disgust me.”

Your eyes widen. His words were ringing in your ears as he began to slowly thrust in and out. He gripped your waist, lifting your lower body up so he could keep you still. But even as your body shook with each thrust–you couldn’t feel it.

It was as if you were frozen in time. Just hearing his words over and over again.

You hadn’t even realized you were wailing until he pulled out. Your body shook with your heavy cries as he flipped you over to lay on your body. Much to your shock he pulled you onto his lap and made you rest your head on his shoulder. You eagerly clung to his warmth, nails digging into his skin as you wrapped your legs around his waist.

“I’m sorry. I’m sorry, that was too much.” He whispered, his hands rubbing comforting circles on your back.

“Xiansheng… do I…?” You couldn’t even finish your sentence.

“No. You don’t. I’m sorry, I got too angry.” Keiji sighed, gently pushing you up from his chest. You fought against that, using all your strength but he won in the end. He stared up at you as you looked away, knowing that you must've looked like a mess.

“(Name).” He said, his voice soft. You finally looked down at him, surprised to see him gazing up at you with a fond expression. “I’m angry. I’m hurt. I hated finding out that this past month was a prank to you.”

“It wasn’t–!”

“But I also liked reading your messages. I liked reading through the nonsense you sent me after a long day. I liked seeing the rare pictures you sent me, hoping you’d hopefully send me one of yourself. Sending those voice notes to help you sleep was fun. You’re the only notification I'd get on some days. These few days without it, I realized I didn’t want everything to go back to how it was before. So, yes, I’m hurt, and it may take me a while to truly forgive you… but I don’t want you gone from my life.”

He patted you on the back, his expression suddenly neutral. You blinked, shocked at how fast he could change expressions. But when you stared at him a little longer, you could see the slight embarrassment in his eyes.

“Hasumi,” you whispered, “really?”

“Do I need to repeat myself? Because I won’t.” He said, his softness all gone within seconds.

But you didn’t care. You grinned despite the tears staining your face as you leaned down and pulled him into a kiss. Keiji’s eyes widened before he easily returned it. The kiss started out as a simple peck, slowly turning into a hungry kiss as Keiji’s hands gripped your waist. He guided you to lay back down on the bed, hands sliding down to grab your legs and push them up.

You moaned into the kiss, gripping at his hair as he tilted your head back, sucking on your tongue.

He struggled to find your hole without pulling away from the kiss before, thrusting back inside you, the now dried lube no longer offering an easy thrust. You groaned, pulling away from the kiss as you moved to grip at the bedsheets.

Keiji watched you as he leaned back, moving one of your legs to rest on his shoulder. He gripped the other leg tightly as he slowly began to thrust inside of you. Now you could truly pay attention to the stretch. His cock stretching you full as he teased the same spot from earlier.

“Hasumi,” you sighed out.

“Keiji.” He responded, pressing a kiss to your calf, biting at the skin. He smirked as your leg jerked at the bite. “If you’re going to be screaming my name out, it needs to be my name… or Xiansheng.”

Your face felt hot as you stared up at him with wide eyes.

“Keiji…” The name felt a little foreign on your tongue.

Keiji tightened his grip on your thigh as he began to keep a steady rhythm, thrusting into you. You whimpered and gasped at each thrust–the slight burn from earlier no longer affecting you. Your ass stung whenever his hips slapped into you. Somehow the pain only made you cry louder.

“Keiji, Keiji,” you uttered his name like a prayer, reaching down to grip his hand. Keiji released your legs, moving them to wrap around his waist as he grabbed both of your wrists. One of his hands easily engulfed them both. You whimpered, flinching as his thrusts slowed, purposely pushing them in deep.

At this pace, his cock was stuck at rubbing that spot. You weren’t even sure what that spot was but it had to be something sensitive. The constant teasing sent you into a frenzy as you arched your back, crying out. You needed to cum at this point, your cock leaking dejectedly on your stomach.

“Xiaojie?” Keiji questioned, a teasing glint in his eyes as he leaned in close.

You tried to glare at him but he only hummed.

“Scream as loud as you want,” he said, a serious look in his eyes as he leaned back. His grip suddenly tightened as you tried to comprehend what he could be doing.

The sudden force caused you to gasp, your body shaking as he slammed into you. Then, he began to fuck into you with a sudden rise in stamina.

Loud, choked moans left your throat as you watched his hips slam into you with no hesitation. He was silent with a hungry glint in his eyes as he kept a tight grip on you.

He kept you close to him even as you tried to pull away for just a second. Your moans being punched out as your back arches up from the bed.

You couldn’t even say a word.

It didn’t take long for you to cum, an almost pained cry leaving you at the pleasure. But he didn’t slow down even as you whined at the overstimulation.

Your sensitive cock bounced against your stomach as your body shook with each harsh thrust. It was almost hard to breathe at this point.

This had to have been a punishment.

“Stop squirming.” Keiji grunted out, using his free hand to push down on your chest, keeping you still. He pulled all the way out before slamming right back inside.

You shrieked as warm cum began to coat your sensitive insides. Your body went limp once he finally slowed down. It was a struggle to breathe.

“You think I’m done?” Keiji suddenly said, taking off his glasses. He placed them on the nightstand. You watched with weary eyes as he slowly slipped off his shirt, his gaze filled with hunger.

“I still have a lot of pent up anger, Xiaojie. Didn’t you say you could handle it?”

You gulped. ཆི❤︎ཆྀ

“That’s him, isn’t it?” Ken asked, watching as you and his mother began talking outside of the hospital room.

“Mhm.” Keiji simply hummed.

“You’re really gonna allow him in the house? Why didn’t you beat him up?”

Keiji rolled his eyes. “Not everything needs to end in a fist fight.”

“Hmph. So you’re just gonna use him like a slave for the week? I guess that’s something…”

“No.”

“No?”

Keiji looked over at his brother. “That wouldn’t hurt him.”

“What will?”

“Ignoring him. Making him feel like I’ll leave him. That’ll make him understand the hurt he has caused me.”

Ken shook his head. “Oof. Psychological. You’re scary, bro.”

Keiji simply smirked. “It’s only fair, don’t you think?” ཆི❤︎ཆྀ

You winced, burying your face into the pillow. Keiji muttered an apology as he continued rubbing your sore ass with numbing cream.

“What you said earlier,” Keiji said, looking down at you. “Wǒ? Wǒ shī?”

“Wǒ xǐhuān nǐ.” You corrected, looking over at him. “You learned some of the basics but not that?”

“What does it mean?”

You smirked. “Xiansheng, are you stupid?”

“Did you just ask if I’m stupid?”

“So you know that but not xǐhuān?!”

“Tell me.”

You pointed at his phone. “Use the translator.”

Keiji rolled his eyes but grabbed his phone, putting on a translator. He moved to hand it over to you but you grabbed his wrist instead of the phone, bringing it close to your lips.

You gazed up at him as you pressed the mic. Your eyes focused solely on him.

Wǒ xǐhuān nǐ

I like you

The translator repeated after you in Japanese. Keiji blinked as he stared down at you. You briefly wondered if he was angry when he dropped his phone and surged forward, pulling you into a kiss.

You grinned into the kiss, giggling. A sudden moan left you as his hand trailed down your back to your ass, squeezing the sore muscles. You winced and pulled back to stare at him in shock.

“One more round.” He simply said, already leaning forward.

He easily flipped you to lay on your back as he moved to straddle you, folding your legs upward.

You didn’t put up much of a fight as he claimed you again… and again for the rest of the night.

Ken closed the house front door, holding the house dog, Kokoko, in his arms. He looked back at Haruto—his not-boyfriend—and sighed.

“Can I stay over… for a few more days? Please?”

“Uh, yeah… it doesn’t sound like they’re stopping any time soon.”

I wrote so many notes on what was gonna happen and then end up not using any of it lol

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