rekd | knock me down like a heavyweight

[ by the time reki's gotten to his seat in homeroom, it feels like the night before was all just some sort of hazy, surreal dream. a lot's happened since then; for one, his arm is bandaged all the way up to the elbow, compliments of a gnarly gash he got bailing straight into a cluster of jagged rocks, he's probably killed off half the brain cells he's got left skidding on his face, and the unfathomable weight of last night's loss is heavy on his mind. kinda hard to think about anything else when he can still hear his skateboard crackling beneath the flames. fuckin' sucks, man.

it takes awhile for him to zone back into reality. really, it's less of a zone and more of a jolt, when the gaggle of jeering students crowding around him start to dissipate and he notices qi fang with a start. fuck, he forgot all about those english notes. even worse, qi fang looks so good, fresh-faced and distractingly handsome. reki, on the other hand, looks like he stayed up til the early hours of the morning getting stitched up in the ER and barely slid into class in time for the bell in yesterday's wrinkled clothes. embarrassing.

whatever. he has until lunch to think up a good excuse for why he can't return those notes yet. instead, of course, he sleeps straight through all of his classes and sleep-walks up the stairs to the roof, flopping into his usual spot against the fence, debating whether or not he even wants to be awake to eat. a nap in the sun sounds a lot better, so he pulls his hoodie up and leans his head back against the chain links, letting his eyes drift shut slowly. ]

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[ ???? what part of this is sneaking out, reki ]

Uh. Hi Koyomi... What's up?

[ well!! what is he gonna do, tell her no?

'my dad's an asshole,' is what she comes on to say, reki replying from afar, 'fuckin' told you.' but then she goes full reki-mode, loud and hype af because 'we're over 100 likes on tiktok' and 'like, it keeps going up every day, pretty sure this's gonna go viral' and 'when we get that spons money i'm buying a birkin bag, with the crystals on it' until reki asks, 'where the hell are you going with my phone?' and there's sounds of a struggle. ]

She says she misses you good-bye. Go be a good distraction.

[ idk reki maybe! actually sneak out??? c'mon man.

but, ah. suddenly that evening with koyomi's phone comes crashing back to the front of his mind, and qi fang feels something cold grip his bones. it concerns him for a second or two before he figures, eh, there are worse ways to go viral. ]

Guess this means she's warming up to me.

[ well somebody blew up his ramp gig so now he has to improvise. ]

That's a freakin' understatement.

[ wow ok he sees how it is ]

Glad I could finally put my sweet, sweet moves to use.

Yeah, they're... definitely moves...

Sounds like someone's a hater.

Fuck off, I'm pretty sure ninety-nine of those views were from me.

Aw, babe, if you wanted a private dance you should've just said so.

Bullshit. You don't gotta go begging me for dances.

That's because you spoil me constantly.

And your hips are fucking made for moving.

[ there's a second of silence, but if you listen closely, you can hear reki's cheeks burning. his voice drops low: ]

Shut up babe I'm in public.

[ the best way to get him worked up is to tell him to stop tbh ]

Nah, I don't think I will. Cuz now you got me thinking about the last time you rode me, working my cock in so deep every time you rocked those hips. [ he hisses low, and on his end there's some rustling of fabric. ] Fuck you're so sexy.

[ by now, they're both pros at setting each other off. but qi fang is reigning champ, because reki's snarling without thinking: ]

You touch that dick without my permission and I swear—

[ right. public. it probably sounds like a yule log crackling, his face is so on fire right now.

fuck it, he's already mortified. ]

Don't tell me four days is long enough for you to forget that's all mine, baby.

[ there's a pause (in which a wandering hand may or may not have shot up, away from a forbidden area) and then a low chuckle, but there's a breathiness to it that belies just how much more turned on he is to be ordered around like that. ]

Trust me, I'll never forget.

[ but now that he's got no physical outlet, the only form of relief he can seek is through his words. ]

Don't worry, baby, this dick's ready for whatever you wanna do with it. Just promise me I get to eat that ass out again.

[ reki groans—in a breathy way that suggests he's doubling his pace. ]

You know if you're good for me you get whatever you want. Maybe I'll climb in that window and climb right on top of your face. Ride you 'til you're dying for air.