And they’re close, sure, but there’s no way Yuji would actually fuck his own father. Right? By the time Yuji gets home an hour later, Megumi’s already worked himself up into a mood. “I’m home!” Yuji calls as he steps inside with a smile, his travel bag thrown over his shoulder. (21/149)And they’re close, sure, but there’s no way Yuji would actually fuck his own father. Right? By the time Yuji gets home an hour later, Megumi’s already worked himself up into a mood. “I’m home!” Yuji calls as he steps inside with a smile, his travel bag thrown over his shoulder. (21/149)

But the smile falls from his face when he sees the look in his husband’s eyes. “Where have you been?” Megumi demands, and a shutter closes over Yuji’s expression as he stoops to take his shoes off. “What’s your problem?” he mutters, avoiding Megumi’s gaze. “Just answer the (22/149)But the smile falls from his face when he sees the look in his husband’s eyes. “Where have you been?” Megumi demands, and a shutter closes over Yuji’s expression as he stoops to take his shoes off. “What’s your problem?” he mutters, avoiding Megumi’s gaze. “Just answer the (22/149)