”I would never do that!”
”That’s not the point!” Asahi roars back. ”I don’t want there to be photos of me that have the potential to ruin my entire life and future. Delete it.”
Noya glares at him and deletes the photo. ”It wouldn’t destroy your life Asahi it was only from your waist up”. He doesn’t understand why this is freaking Asahi out so much. He would never give that photo to anyone else. Doesn’t Asahi trust him at all?
”Did you delete it?” Asahi asks urgently. ”Let me see.”
Noya shoves the phone into his face, showing his latest taken picture, Tanaka eating a melon bread. ”It’s gone. Alright?”
”No it’s not alright.” Asahi growls, eyes piercing. ”I don’t want you to do that again.”
”I won’t.” Noya mutters, throwing his phone to the side, feeling extremely awkward.
Asahi takes a deep breath and glares up at his tied hands. ”I can’t believe you would do that.” He shakes his head. ”Untie me.”
”I said I’m sorry!” Noya climbs off Asahi’s lap and starts undoing the knots. His ass clenches around the sudden emptiness and he bites his lip. This is stupid and awkward and everything totally blew up in his face.