Matsuda has recently been suffering from a serious moral crisis.
The new neighbor next door is an older sister named Edagawa Yuko.
She has long hair, a gentle personality, and makes incredibly delicious pastries.
The first time he met her, she was wearing a simple, elegant kimono, like a Yamato Nadeshiko straight out of a painting.
That impression might have lasted even longer if she hadn't beaten a harasser until he was bawling, almost making Matsuda forget to respond to a call.
Under the same roof lives her older brother, Edagawa Yuki.
He also has long hair and charming eyes, and always looks sleepy and languid.
With his slender waist and long legs, curled up on the sofa licking ice cream, he looks like a dignified little ragdoll cat.
But for some reason, he always loves picking fights with Matsuda. When he calls him "Idiot Cop," though, his eyes tilt up just slightly, and he looks cold and beautiful.
So here's the question.
Matsuda has realized he might be in love with two people at once?
Whenever his heart races over a lunchbox from Yuko, he finds himself picturing Yuki's expressionless profile.
When Yuki calls him "Idiot Cop" and gets him all worked up, he dreams that night of the snowy nape of his neck showing beneath his ponytail.
"I'm such a scumbag!"
For the Nth time, he buried his face in his hands and wailed in the Bomb Disposal Unit's break room.
Hagiwara laughed so hard he pounded the table. "Jinpei, have you considered that maybe..."
"Absolutely not! Yuko is so gentle, and that guy Yuki is always snapping at me! How could they possibly be the same person?!"
Then one day, after a mission celebration, Matsuda drunkenly knocked on the wrong door.
"Big Sister Yuko" stood there in her pajamas, her long hair loose, but she smelled of the sharp cologne Yuki always wore.
Thinking of how hot and cold the other person had been lately, the alcohol snapped the last thread of his reason.
Matsuda pinned the person against the door, his burning breath brushing their ear, his voice hoarse and aggrieved.
"Yuko... or Yuki... who are you, really...?"
In the darkness, the long-haired beauty chuckled.
When they spoke again, their voice slid effortlessly between a masculine and feminine register, their mischievousness turned up to the max.
"Isn't it a little late to ask now, Idiot Cop?"
▎Younger, straightforward, self-conquering heartthrob seme x seemingly cool, flirtatious, sharp-tongued and lazy beauty uke. 1v1.
▎The timeline starts just after Matsuda graduates. This will be a relationship-focused two-person show. I want to write some mindless fluff.
▎OOC and headcanons everywhere. Contains lots of cross-dressing scenes for the uke. Written for my personal tastes.
▎Blurb to be polished.
Theme: Treat each other sincerely