Why does Souji have to look at him like that? It's impossible to reject someone with eyes like those. He'd come here with a thousand reasons to push Souji away, and now he's forgotten every single one of them. Shikamaru's fingers move slowly over Souji's skin, tracing the line of his jaw. His thumb brushes Souji's lower lip. It isn't fair, how perfect he is.

"I... I'm the problem."

Inadequate. He has to elaborate. But his voice sounds weak.

"I can't give you anything you want. I want to. I want to very badly. I want to kiss you again - a thousand times - and more. But that isn't okay with you, is it? You're not the kinda guy who goes fucking around in secret. And I'm not the kinda guy who makes promises. So we should stop here, shouldn't we? Before you get hurt."