Page 1 of Revenge
Chapter 1
Eli
“Itold you she was into you,” Eli said churlishly. “And now you’re missing a shirt.”
“I didn’t think she’d steal my clothes. American girls are weird.”
“Says the guy who had to pick me up and run from a crowd of your fangirls back in Osaka last month.”
Yes, Haruka also had fans in Japan. Beautiful, talented, trust-fund babies did it for some people, apparently.
“I can’t wear my archery gear home. Aaron took it to get cleaned with the rest of the teams’ clothes.”
“Well, you can’t run around campus half-naked, either.” Even if Eli draped himself around Haruka like a cloak, there wasn’t enough of Eli to cover him. “I didn’t recognize her. Is she part of our fan club? If she is, we can ask her to bring it back.”
“She’s not,” Haruka said definitively. Eli knew Haruka had made sure he could recognize everyone in their club on sight. “But I can check and see if one of my people—”
“Spies,” Eli said through a fake coughing fit.
“—can find out something about her,” Haruka finished without missing a beat. He took out his phone and began to poke at it.
While his boyfriend did shady Haruka stuff, Eli searched the changing area for something Haruka could wear. All he came up with was a dirty sock and a washcloth. He imagined Haruka holding the washcloth to his chest like a scandalized Victorian maiden and huffed. Haruka would be more likely to waltz through campus bare-ass naked, armored with nothing but a cold, get-fucked glare than he would be to hide behind a washcloth.
Eli unzipped his hoodie. He loved it, but it was a sacrifice he was going to have to make. When Haruka finished doing things with his phone, Eli shoved the hoodie at him.
“Here.”
“You want me to wear this?” Haruka took the item of clothing gingerly.
Eli wasn’t surprised by the care he was taking. It was Eli’s favorite hoodie—other than the first hoodie Haruka gave him, that is. It was pale blue and had long rabbit ears down the back. On the front it said,Emergency Food.It was the first form-fitting hoodie Eli had ever gotten, and Haruka had picked it out for him as a joke.
It was perfect, and Eli was planning on keeping it until the day he died. Which meant that he had to take good care of it. And good care didnotinclude letting his giant, half-naked boyfriend stretch it out of shape with his big, stupid muscles.
Ok, so maybe Eli still had some size envy issues he needed to work out. But still.
“Just put it on already.”
Haruka was probably going to look ridiculous in it and Eli was going to take a million pictures to console himself over the probable loss of his second favorite hoodie.
When Haruka went to put it on, Eli stopped him with a hand on his arm. “Just…try not to be too big in it, okay?”
“Um…” Haruka’s thoughts flowed into Eli without either of them trying. His comment struck Haruka temporarily mute as he processed the request. He was trying to decide if Eli was joking, or if it was an English expression he’d never come across before. “Eli, my size isn’t something I have control over.”
“I know, I know. I’m being stupid. Just put it on. I’d rather lose the shirt than have you give everyone on campus a show.”
Haruka shrugged and slipped the hoodie on. He had to suck in a breath in order to get it to zip up the whole way. When he relaxed, Eli could swear he could see every single curve of every single rippling muscle on Haruka’s torso through the thin material.
Oh no.
This might be worse than Haruka running naked through campus. Due to the low-slung jeans he was wearing and the tiny nature of Eli’s hoodie, it was a crop top on the man. Haruka’s belly button was on full display, along with half of his eight-pack.
It should have looked ridiculous, but beyond all the laws of reason, the tiny, cute rabbit hoodie ended up making Haruka look like sex personified.
“You can’t wear that in public!” Eli pressed both hands against Haruka’s stomach and glanced frantically around the empty locker room. If someone came in right now, Haruka was getting a front-facing Eli backpack whether he liked it or not.
Haruka looked over his shoulder and pulled the hoodie up over his head, allowing the long ears to flop over either side of his face. “I don’t know. I think it suits me.”
“Take it off!” If Eli’s dick was about to combust just looking at the man, he couldn’t let him out in public like this. Haruka already had a stalker stealing his clothes. If people saw him right now, neither of them would get a moment’s rest again. Eli wouldhave to put half their security detail on the man any time he left their new house.
