**Ooooooof I got excited again. Also, I guess Kento is kinda uhhh...bisexual? *covers Marie Lu's ears* I'm making that canon now

TW: I recommend listening to the song first. I don't think this particular chapter's gonna be incredibly detailed, so it doesn't reaaaally matter, but there's an /implication/ of smut. And cheating. Sorry for plot loopholes. I'm really not sorry. Let's go.**

There's nothing like summer in the city.
Someone under stress meets someone looking pretty.
There's trouble in the air, you can smell it.
And Kento Park is by himself, I'll let him tell it.

Kento sat at his desk, his head resting in his hands.

"I hadn't slept in a week, I was weak, I was awake, you never seen a bastard orphan more in need of a break. Longing for the Demons, missing my wife...that's when Mr. Roshan Ahmadi walked into my life, he said..."

A knock on the door.

Kento opened it, and there stood a young man, his hair soaked by the rain. His eyes were red and puffy with tears.

"I know you are a man of honor," the man whimpered weakly. "I'm so sorry to bother you at home, but I don't know where to go, and I came here all alone..."

"He said..."

"My husband's doin' me wrong, beatin' me, cheatin' me, mistreatin' me. Suddenly he's up and gone..." he looked as if he were about to shatter. "I don't have the means to go on..."

Kento watched the suffering stranger, coming to a decision and stepping aside to let him in. "So I offered him a loan, I offered to walk him home, he said..."

"You're too kind, sir."

"I gave him thirty bucks that I had socked away, he lived a block away, he said..."

"This one's mine, sir."

"Then I said, 'well, I should head back home,'" Kento turned from the doorway with a warm smile towards Roshan. But Roshan wasn't so eager to let him leave.

"He turned red, he led me to his bed, let his legs spread and said,"

"Stay..."

"Hey..." Kento's face flushed red.

"Hey..."

"That's when I began to pray:
Lord, show me how to say no to this
I don't know how to say no to this," he watched the helpless stranger, looking so needy.

"But my God, he looks so helpless...and his body's saying, 'hell, yes,'"

"Whoa..."

"No, show me how to say no to this! I don't know how to say no to this, in my mind, I'm tryin' to go..."

Roshan tugged him forward  by the collar and crushed their lips together.

Then his mouth is on mine, and I don't say no...

By the next time Kento could get his thoughts together, he was in a tangle of sheets, staring down at Roshan's body, glistening with sweat as he panted blissfully.

"I wish I could say that was the last time," Kento mumbled to himself as a  subtle timeskip took place.
"I said that last time, it became a pastime," he pulled a slip of paper from his coat pocket, unfolding it with a sigh.
"A month into this endeavor I received a letter from a Mr. Blackbourne, even better, it said:"

Dear Sir, I hope this letter finds you in good health
And in a prosperous enough position to put wealth
In the pockets of people like me down on their luck
You see, that was my husband you decided to...

"Fuuuuuu..." Kento's eyes lingered on that last sentence.

Uh oh, you made the wrong sucker a cuckold
So time to pay the piper for the pants you unbuckled
And hey, you can keep seein' my whore husband
If the price is right, if not I'm telling your wife.

Kento resisted shredding the paper, instead shoving behind a couch cushion and pulling on his jacket.

"I hid the letter and I raced to his place, screamed 'how could you?!' in his face, he said..."

"No, sir!" Roshan pleaded, backing into the corner.

"Half dressed, apologetic, a mess, he looked pathetic, he cried..."

"Please don't go, sir!"

"So was your whole story a setup?!" Kento demanded.

"I don't know about any letter!"

"Stop crying, goddammit, get up!"

"I didn't know any better!"

"I am ruined!"

"Please don't leave me with him, helpless..."

"I am helpless, how could I do this?!"

"Just give him what he wants and you can have me..." Roshan pleaded, approaching Kento and wrapping his arms around him.

"I don't want you, I don't want you!"

"Whatever you want, if you pay," Roshan tugged Kento closer by his tie, whispering into his ear. "You can stay..."

Kento gritted his teeth, not surrendering to Roshan's enticing presence. "Lord, show me how to say no to this, I don't know how to say no to this, cause the situation's helpless...and his body's screaming, 'hell, yes,'"

But he couldn't help it. He was soon on top of Roshan, not denying that this was what he really wanted.

No, show me how to say no to this
How can I say no to this
There is nowhere I can go, when his body's on mine I do not say no!

"Yes..." Roshan moaned out.

Say no to this...

"Yes...l" Kento echoed, letting his eyes fall shut.

I don't say no to this, there is nowhere I can go...

"So?" Tremaine held out one hand.

Kento slipped the money into his palm.

"Nobody needs to know."