Page 110 of Psync
Haruka joined him for breakfast and glared at Jace the entire time. One might think after last night, he would have chilled out, but if anything, he’d gotten even more possessive. He’d even had the gall to suggest Eli wear one of his shirts out in public.
Eli had imagined himself wearing the black cashmere V-neck sweater Haruka had offered him and laughed in his face. His hands would get lost in the sleeves, and he’d be lucky if it even managed to stay on his shoulders for a minute before slipping off completely. With his brand-new bruises, he’d look like a battered child.
When he’d said as much, Haruka turned a little green and rescinded the offer.
“You’ve already won, you know. You don’t have to keep looking at me like you’re going to rip my head off,” Jace said to Haruka after the two of them had been engaged in a stare-off for the past five minutes.
Haruka snorted but didn’t respond.
Having decided to ignore how childish both of his tablemates were acting, Eli said, “I’ll clean the rest of my stuff out this evening, and we can let our RA know the room is empty.” He had little more than his comforter and a few random bits of furniture left in the room, so it wouldn’t take long.
“Actually, why don’t we keep the room, in case you end up needing it again.” Jace narrowed his eyes at Haruka.
Haruka bristled at the implication, and Eli squeezed his leg in warning. With the way his ass felt right now, if he had to fish Jace out of the pond later, he was going to kill his boyfriend.
“I’ll keep it for now.” Eli felt Haruka’s leg tense under his hand, and he patted it. “But only so you can come back to it in the spring. It’s a great location, after all.”
Haruka relaxed, but only a little.
On second thought, maybe it would be better if those two didn’t live in the same building.
“That’s what I would have said if you’d asked me,” Haruka answered Eli’s unspoken thought in Japanese.
“Don’t be rude,” Eli responded in English.
Jace flashed Haruka a shit-eating grin.
Haruka told Jace to fuck himself in Japanese.
Eli sighed.
Somehow, they made it through breakfast without anyone being maimed or thrown into the nearest body of water. But by the time they reached Jace’s car, Eli was torn between the overwhelming desire to tear his hair out and the need to crawl back into bed.
Jace decided to fire a final parting shot before he got into his car, because apparently, he thought Eli should get a chance to experience what having an ulcer felt like before he turned nineteen.
“You aren’t good enough for him,” Jace said with one hand on the door frame of his car. “But you’re what he wants, so I won’t get in your way. If that changes—”
“It won’t.” Eli jumped in to assure him.
“If that changes,” Jace repeated. “Or if you ever hurt him, you better believe I will get in your fucking way.”
Instead of getting annoyed like Eli expected, Haruka nodded. “I will never hurt Eli.”
“You’d better not.” Jace got in his car and drove away.
Eli clapped his hands together once. “Excellent, you’re both horrible, and I’m going back to bed.” He turned toward their dorm and left Haruka to follow him or not. He was already done with this day, and it wasn’t even nine thirty.
Eli skipped his morning class but sent Haruka to his since he had an exam. Rather than sleeping, he spent the morning texting with his sister who had suddenly decided now was the perfect time to grill Eli on every aspect of his life.
Berry:You’ve been too damn happy lately. What’s wrong?
Are you failing all your classes or something?
Eli:As if that would happen. Ask a less stupid question
Berry:No question is less stupid than you, love.
So I have to try and accommodate for your extreme disability
